Only (Wife) Deposits
HIS 2nd.

Early in the morning Salsa had vomited all the contents in his stomach that felt turbulent. Since knowing about the condition of his two-bodied self, he must be tormented with nausea, a head that is often dizzy and a body that is easily tired during activities. The young woman washed her lips with tap water after which she stepped into the room in a staggering step, adding that last night she had not eaten anything. It's nothing, He had to save money for production especially He as a newcomer in Jakarta to find a job including looking for luck to change the fate of his family's economy.

"My head is dizzy." said Salsa, who sat herself on her bed.

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The sound of knocking on the door that was loud enough to make Salsa jerk in shock, just now he wanted to rest his body on the mattress. And the knock on the door was getting louder and louder.

"Who's going to see you in the morning?" muttered Salsa glanced at the wall clock that showed at 05:45 am. Salsa lethargicly got up from the bed and walked towards the exit.

Chequelek

The woman's body was sculpted when she found out who was visiting her rented house early in the morning.

"A...What are you doing here?" salsa asked nervously and a choked voice.

"Prepare yourself, this morning we're getting married. And today I have to go out of town" he said firmly and did not want to be denied.

"But it's too early, sir. I'm..."

"Quick! Don't waste my time" Rafka stared intently at Salsa." You're the one who wants me to take responsibility so don't beat around the bush anymore."

Salsa lowered her head for a moment, exhaling a heavy breath. The woman turned her body inside the house. He picked up the clothes he usually wore while traveling.

"Quickly, my time is not much" urged Rafka warned. Occasionally the man glanced at the circular watch on his sturdy wrist. Today he will fly to Bali for the inauguration of his newly opened hotel and will be operating soon.

Rafka's gaze circulated staring around the Salsa rented house which he said was very small. There is only one room in the room and kitchen. And one more, the bathroom. Somehow that woman could stay here. Salsa came out of the bathroom and changed her clothes.

"Have lived here long?"

"It's been a month, sir." Rafka mangosteen heard it.

"Later my man will move all your belongings to the apartment."

Salsa's eyes were wide open to hear it." Why move to an apartment?"

"You think I'll stay here! We're gonna be husband and wife and you have to come with me including living in the apartment. And I don't want my son who you bear why-why for living in a rented rather like garbage disposal."

Salsa looked gaping hearing that. According to him, his rented house is very clean and worthy to be occupied.

"Arrush!" call Rafka in a loud voice.

"Yes, Sir." Arjo, the man wearing all black clothes, is standing next to Rafka.

"Have our men move all this girl stuff to my apartment. Before I go home, everything is done" he ordered.

The burly man nodded."Ready Mr."

"Let's come with me." Rafka grabs Salsa's wrist and pulls her towards the car parked in front of the alley.

"But I haven't packed my stuff yet. They don't know what to bring to your apartment." Salsa attempted to release Rafka's hand clutch that was coiled around her wrist.

"We're getting married in my apartment. After that I will go to Bali." Rafka runs his car. Salsa silence.

The Lamborghini sedan car driven by Rafka drove at normal speed splitting the empty road, there were only a few cars and other drivers passing by. While Salsa stared at the outside window of the car with all the thoughts that filled her head. And his eyes wanted to close, drowsiness still remained.

"It has arrived" said Rafka. The man first got out of the car and was followed by Salsa who looked up at the luxury apartment that he passed every day when going to go or go home from work. 20-storey apartment with 200 residential units.

Rafka pulled out her phone and called someone. While Salsa stared in awe at the very, very luxurious apartment. The woman follows Rafka as she walks towards the elevator that takes them both to the 12th floor.

"This is my apartment?" salsa asked as the two of them were already standing at the door of the apartment.

"He'em."

"Sorry to wait a long time" Rafka said when he had just entered his apartment. There were already three people waiting inside the apartment including the ruler who was going to marry them both.

"It's okay, sir. Do you want to do the wedding?" asked the ruler and glimpsed Salsa who lowered her head.

Rafka nodded." Sure, it's better." He turned his head towards Salsa who continued to stand beside him." Change your clothes" Rafka told Salsa.

Here's time. Rafka and Salsa are sitting opposite each other and a small table as a barrier. Rafka looks calm, while Salsa looks very nervous let alone the dizziness in his head is still whack.

"Are you ready?" ask penghulu. Rafka nodded.

Rafka and Pengulu shake hands with each other. There were two witnesses present at the wedding of Rafka and Salsa series, namely Aryo secretary Rafka and Doni manager who also worked with Rafka. Of course, they both have to keep their boss's marriage secret with Salsa, who is cleaning cleaning services at the company where they work.

"I marry and I marry you Rafka Adelard Anggara bin Revin Anggara with Salsa kasyafani bint Seno Ardiantoro with a dowry of five million rupiah cash."

"I received the marriage and marriage of Salsa Kasyafani bint Seno Ardiantoro with a dowry of five million rupiah cash."

"How are the witnesses?"

"Well!"

Rafka breathed a sigh of relief. Salsa rubbed the rough tears that she without wanting melted down her chubby cheeks.

"Please the bride kiss her husband's hand in honor and instead the groom kisses his wife's forehead" he said.

Salsa hesitantly reaches Rafka's hand, kissing the back of her now-legitimate husband's hand. The masculine scent of Rafka's hands shouts to Salsa's sense of smell. I don't know, the dizziness in his head suddenly subsided, the smell of Rafka's body as a panacea for him.

Salsa closed her eyes as Rafka was about to kiss her forehead. However, before those thin lips touched his forehead, Rafka had already distanced his face. As if he was reluctant to give a kiss on his forehead.

"Congratulations, both of you are legal to be husband and wife" said penghulu. Rafka smiled faintly. Salsa lowered her head. Is she a selfish woman who forced Rafka to marry her? But she does not want to be a cheap woman because she is pregnant without a husband.

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