Revenge In A Contract Marriage
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Devan slowly opened his eyes, it was already morning, but the sun had yet to shine completely. His heart was pounding again, seeing his wife in his arms. A warm memory last night appeared on his head, making his cheeks flushed slightly.

A soft, warm smile that he never showed anyone, now clearly displayed for Liz.

One hand Devan stroked the woman's innocent back, making the owner groan and almost wake up.

Cup...

One sweet kiss on the dark morning made Devan realize how much he loved this woman.

"ehmmm" Moaned Liz as she slowly opened her eyes.

"Wake up, today's our wedding reception."

Liz was silent for a moment, her eyes were wide open. "What's? A reception? That so? Not in abortin?"

"What, why is it canceled? The bride is here, the groom is here too? What problem? You don't want to?" Oceh Devan is still early in the morning.

"But where is everyone in the villa? It's not empty because it's canceled, there's no preparation here either."

"Yes, we will enjoy it at the Arkasa residence, because of the event we will also live there, so all the preparations are there."

Liz nodded in understanding, "Eh bentar, if for example last night I did not return, who is your partner?"

"Yes there is no." Answer Devan lightly without burden. "Whose great president wants, only his Liz." Devan again showered that innocent face with a light kiss.

Eid Liz's heart is like rising changing the color of her cheeks. "Devan!!!" He hugged Devan tightly. But it seems Liz forgot the condition of her body without a thread, there is only a blanket that she wears with Devan.

Liz's innocent body hugging the body of the man who was in love drunk?

"My border is over." Whisper Devan in that ear. Devan brings his lips back to Liz, again repeating the hot story of last night. Come on, when it's morning, and they still have a show.

I can't refuse, though,

Liz closed her eyes, Devan's territory began to descend increasingly in a sensitive direction, and Liz was still waiting with her eyes closed.

Ah, maybe not because I can't refuse, this... I don't want to refuse.

Liz bit the chest of the man's field. It seems like they both will forget about time.

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The event that should have happened in the morning, thanks to these two people who did not know the time or did not know the shame, the event became afternoon. Arfen and Thifa could only grinily greet the guests.

That morning, with pain in her waist, Liz began to prepare at Tara's residence. As per the agreement of that time, Tara will be Liz's guardian.

In end? My real father, who became my guardian? Well, even though there is no kabul anymore because we are legally married.

Hah, she could be a marriage guardian for a child she does not know.

"Excellent, your appearance is second to none. Even this dress shines when you wear it. " Say the designer, cheerfully.

Nonsense, yes, but I'm beautiful.

"Is this done?"

"Hemm, it's Miss, uh meaning Madame Devan Arkasa."

Liz smiled warmly, she clasped the Designer's hand. "Thank you, yeah! It's all thanks to you! I'm so pretty!"

"That's why your face is so amazing from there!" No less enthusiastic.

"Are you guys done? Let's go. We're done" Tara's words stopped, she stared fixedly at the woman in front of her.

Deyna's...

Tara didn't know what she was thinking. But Liz's face reminded him of Deyna. The look of the same eyes made him repeat back his cruel memory to the woman.

"Yes, it's ready, Pa!"

Tara's eyes shook, she looked at Liz clingy. He didn't know why, but his heart trembled so violently. Her tears just flowed away, this was a feeling she could not explain.

Seeing the tears, Liz approached the man. "What's wrong? Om sick?"

"Father! Call me papa! Just like you did!" Tara Enthusiastic.

Liz shut up for a second. "Eh... Oh, yes."

"Yes, let's go, we're late."

This is not late anymore, this has changed the schedule of events. Forgive us, guests.

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Devan who from the beginning was already preparing at the Arkasa residence, waiting for Liz at the door.

A white car with a lively motorcade stopped in front of the gate of the palace house.

Tara comes down first, she opens the door for Liz. "Well, let this papa accompany his daughter's steps toward a happy marriage." Tara said she held out her hand like a prince.

Degs...

Liz's heart suddenly thumped so fast, there was a feeling that had just risen after being in the deep and tight tomb. The thrilling feeling was also painful that could not be explained, bouncing back.

Liz was silent, she was still busy organizing her raging heart.

Whatisthis? Why like this? Goddamnit!

"Firlizy Defana?" Call Tara again, when her hand is not welcomed warmly by her daughter.

"Eh, I'm sorry. I'm so nervous" Kilah Liz with such a sweet smile. He received Tara's hand. The two looked at each other full of smiles, yup Tara's sweet smile and Liz's smile wryly, of course no one was aware.

"Why are you nervous?" Tanya Devan approached.

"This color is more festive than I imagined, the guests are also very numerous."

"Oh that, are we driving the guest away? Let's just calm down?" Devan's advice was light, whether it was said when his brain was left in there.

Love makes people stupid!

Those are the words that are reflected in the faces of those who are there and hear them, they are still petrified not daring to speak.

Bukhhhhhh

Liz hits Devan slowly. "I beg you, charisma is my husband. Ka-" that slow punch makes Liz lose her balance, until Devan finally catches her.

"Ehmm, thanks. " Liz said clearly with her voice, her smile looking very sincere today.

That smile made Devan's entire body freeze, he started to see Liz very clearly.

The beautiful and innocent face that always teases her, in her makeup because she is already beautiful, the wavelength hair is neatly arranged, and she is very beautiful, luxury white dress with gold stitching pattern makes it like a princess in a fairy tale country.

"really! We'll just drive all the guests out! Especially men, want him kids too I don't care. Even Dad and Papa have to go!" Devan looked serious.

"If you throw everything away, who will watch you hold his hand? This kid, still stupid." This voice, a beautiful voice that makes people silent to listen to him, although his voice is a bit heavy because it is consumed by age, but Tara can still recognize it.

"Well, the experts on dreadlocks have come." Tara chirped.

"Well, I am Arfenik Arkasa welcoming you as the daughter-in-law of this house, Firlizy Devano Arkasa."

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...Welcome to S2...

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