Raj Malhotra, I Love You!
The power of money

Today, the marriage of Heaven and Arletta has been re-established. Their marriage was legal and religious. The event that was held was quite simple. Because it was done in an impromptu way. Unplanned.

The first night between Heaven and Arletta was in fact a great news in the Arletta family. It was so embarrassing for the couple. Things that should be privacy, be the subject of conversation like in the court.

Bastian, who did not want Arletta to get pregnant before being legally approved, acted quickly.

"Dear my sister, don't let you hurt her." Benzema tried to break up his sister's relationship. He could no longer tell them to separate. Moreover, seeing Arletta always smiled happily if she was near her husband.

Two more days of benzema having to return to Mexico, the company awaits him there. Benzema also has to go to Germany, the problem there is starting to be a bright spot. If at the trial he won with strong evidence that he cantongi, most likely the cafe owned by Arsen will be obtained back.

While in the family room, they were discussing about the celebration of their sons and daughters.

"I want to celebrate a big party in India." Ardiansyah is eager to introduce her beautiful daughter-in-law to all of her extended family, friends, and work partners.

"The party here is big enough. Why not just join? tell your friends to come here." said Bastian.

"My friends and relatives are pretty much there. It's impossible to get everyone here. Don't worry about the cost. I take responsibility for everything." said Ardiansyah proud of his wealth.

"Not so sorry for my daughter, she'll be exhausted." Bastian thought about his daughter if she had to go back and forth between Indonesia and India, not to mention with her lectures. Bastian is worried that Arletta's education will be hampered, if not, certainly get a value that is not optimal.

"Once the show is here, go back to India, come back here for college." Bastian breathed.

"Just leave first." suggested Ardiansyah. "Part of tired because something happy will definitely not feel."

"Yes that is." Clara agrees.

"Honey, this is Arletta's future!"

"The future of Arlet is clearly very bright. I will leave behind an abundant legacy, here a lot, there a lot too. What are you worried about again? my son loves her too. It's a complete package." Ardiansyahs.

"Money isn't everything." Bastians.

"I know! just applying for leave is not a big deal, right? Arlet can continue his studies. I also support Arletta's education as high as possible. But don't be too hasty. Demanding knowledge can be done at any time, it is old can also lecture. Like you."

"Yes, I agree with Mr. Ardi's proposal." Clara persuaded her husband. "A year's leave, who knows Arlet we're pregnant."

"That bill. Could be my son's spouting tokcer!" Ardiansyah. Bastian is mendelik.

"Where are you?"

"Can I say no to you?" Bastian.

"Hehe, I can't."

"Wahhh. I'll give a parcel to mother besan."

"What a lot ya." of course Clara happily received a gift from the royal besan.

Downstairs is still crowded with relatives, but the two lovebirds are cool to combine love in the room.

"It seems like sister is addicted to it." Sky's breath is still hunting, so is Arletta. The two of them had just finished with an exciting activity.

"Gos.." Arletta hit the chest of her husband's field that was not wrapped in cloth. Arletta was in the arms of her husband.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?" Arletta nodded.

"No telling me what, it won't hurt anymore. It's even good." The sky stroked the plain back of Arletta.

"Yes." murmured the exhausted Arletta, wanting to close her eyes to rest.

"Jude, you're looking again." The sky rose and played to position itself.

"Sister!" arletta's strangulation came to a halt as her lips were silenced by the kiss. Can only be resigned to her husband's game. Receiving that touch, which began to make him re-emergent.

***

A very painful sentence came out of Arsen's mouth as he approached her. "Curtain! you sissy man! it is no longer considered to be a parasite of other families. A tough, self-respecting man will stand on his own with his feet to survive! no hitchhiking." Arsen said that without seeing his son.

King was pensive, at once angry with the words of his daddy who called himself a sissy man. With anger King came out of the house without saying goodbye to his uncle and aunty. King just said goodbye to Kenzo who was there, seeing all the insults.

Walking out of his uncle's house was quite melting. The distance from the main door with the gate is quite far.

"Gue will be able to live without your money!" king's growl was getting away.

"But how?" muttered King began to be confused. His steps stopped, then looked back. "I've been walking &e far away gini but not nyampe too!" his grunts were upset that he was starting to get tired. Even though it has not reached the gate of the complex is already tired.

"The power of money!" without money, it is difficult. It hasn't been an hour, King has complained. King reached into his wallet in his pants pocket, there were only seven pieces of money in red.

"How is it enough to stay in a hotel?" King's getting confused where to sleep tonight. His footsteps did not he notice, until he stumbled by his own feet.

Brukk, just as King was falling, a car came to a sudden stop right before his body.

"Are you okay?" the motorist got out to make sure the person who almost got hit by her. "I'm sorry" he said. Even if he knows he is not wrong. Because obviously the man fell first and was not touched in the least by his car.

King observed the appearance of the girl in front of him. Wearing a sedodorant sweater, a knit plitsket skirt to the ankles, thick glasses adorn his face.

"Once again I'm sorry" he said.

"Why is he sorry? it's not her fault." - Inner King. Then his brain thought fast. "By benefiting him too, I think he's Oon! I can sleep well tonight."

"Hey where are you going!" king shouted at the girl who was about to leave.

"I have to go, don't you okay? no injuries on your body?"

"Have a son! You have to take responsibility!" King was standing straight in front of the girl.

"Responsible?" King nodded.

"But you fell by yourself, not because of my car. And you're healthy, you can stand up straight!"

"But you have to take responsibility, it has made my heart shocked, my good looks reduced by one percent because of panic. It's all very expensive, and you have to compensate." Wherever the silly words just come out of his mouth. That was in his mind in order to find a place to stay.

"What did he say?it doesn't make any sense!"

"You don't be weird! it doesn't make any sense!"

"Heart health checks in elite hospitals need a lot of money! overseas face treatments cost a lot of money! you have to make a loss!"

"But.."

"Nothing but but, now I'll come with you, for you will not run away from me!" King got in the girl's car.

The girl was silent with the irritating behavior of the man who was already sitting in the driver's side seat. He was used to being surrounded by people who always acted as he pleased.

"But I'm going out of town" he said.

"Yaudah.gue follow!" King.

"Related?"

King nodded. Then ask. "Who's your name?"

"Cilya.."

"Oh. cawit!" chirps King

Cilya snorted annoyedly but did not dare to override him.

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