Secret Marriage
Chapter 47 The Secret Wedding

Meeting the third time in the morning so bright from Paris. Diandra always wrapped her beautiful body with a dress that is very beautiful but still very polite.

Diandra and Monica plan to visit a factory that produces clothes with designs from Diandra.

Enough will take their trip, it is estimated that it can be one or two hours to get there.

The departure of not only the two of them, it turns out there are still people who are being waited on by Monica.

Diandra patiently waiting for the person who he said, is a person who is so detailed, very perfectionist, meticulous and one of the top ranks of the company that oversees the company that Monica leads.

"Hello, Anggara!." Greet Monica so warm and familiar. Diandra looked up at the man called Anggara by Monica.

Diandra got up because Monica was closing in on him.

"Fugitive."

Before Monica introduced herself to Diandra, Anggara had introduced herself first. But without a hand job, just mention his name.

"Diandra's."

Diandra was the same, following the Anggara introductory style.

"Okay, now we're leaving!." Invite Monica to take Diandra to the car that just stopped in front of them.

Diandra and Monica sat in the back seat, Anggara sitting in front with the company driver who would drive them to the location.

Silent in that car. Because Monica herself was busy with some work still on her phone and it had to be done.

Anggara and Diandra have certainly chosen to be quiet, not to know each other, to regard each other like strangers he just met.

But his heart and mind are both always tied to the past that until now they have never forgotten. Only they keep it in the deepest place of their lives.

It did not feel nearly an hour and thirty minutes they passed through his journey. They finally reached their destination.

Monica and Diandra descend together, followed by Anggara. The three go hand in hand with the position of Anggara who runs in front of Diandra and Monica.

Their visit was welcomed by the officials of the factory management, so of course it will make it easier for them to review what they want.

Starting from the preparation of materials that have a super breed quality of all materials in the world. Because it's an outfit for babies and children. So it should be adapted to their very sensitive skin type.

They are included in the embroidery section to pin the name of the designer.

"Why is the letter MM, printed on all your clothing designs, Di?." Monica's question touched the MM letter she had already made.

"Simple just Miss, it's all because it's for my Mama, Mona." Diandra replied so proud of the figure of the Mama who never stopped fighting for her until this moment.

"Is that close to your relationship?."

"We are getting closer after going through many trials and obstacles in life. And all I have now for Mama Mona. Because he's the one I have."

Anggara who was not far from their position also heard what Monica and Diandra were talking about.

True, he and their three children are no longer people who are beside Diandra. So just face it if everything Diandra does for the Mama.

But why does Anggara seem to not accept, if he and his children are forgotten just by Diandra.

Anggara immediately went from that place, away from Diandra and Monica who were even engrossed in chatting.

The dining table is designed for only three people with a variety of food menus. The distance between one and the other is not too far away.

Therefore Diandra can see clearly Anggara's face that has changed a lot, skin that is not as fresh as before, maybe because it does not get treatment. Hair overgrown by some gray hair that he left to decorate his head. With feathers covering part of his face, covering the area of the firm jaws.

"Come, Di. You just take what you can eat."

"Looks like this food tastes good, Miss."

Only Diandra and Monica build good communication, because Anggara from then on was just silent, being a listener for both.

"You should not be surprised, Di. Because this guy is like this. Irit talk." Ejek Monica while looking haughty at Anggara but Anggara did not respond.

Diandra just smiled without daring to look at Anggara.

The atmosphere became very awkward when Monica bailed to go to the toilet.

Time seemed to be running very slowly at this moment, even as if it stopped at this place, for those who had been in such a very intimate relationship.

They are strangers to each other. No one opened their voices, only the occasional glint of their eyes stealing glances against each other.

The beautiful face of Diandra increasingly radiated, the body is so proportional, smooth and soft skin that must be very well maintained. Hot Eve instantly attacked Anggara's body when the flash of their romance shadow entered his mind.

Anggara was so agitated in his silence, the innocent body and innocent face of Diandra who was under his confinement so clearly visible that it was able to awaken the maleness of Anggara who had long died stored.

Anggara immediately got up and immediately left Diandra without a word.

Diandra and Monica were already in the car, just waiting for Anggara who still handled some documents that happened to have to be signed immediately.

Not long Anggara came and the car immediately moved to split the streets, back to the office.

Just on this journey, Anggara, Monica and Diandra talk but only to Monica. There is not the slightest offence either Anggara or Diandra.

"Morgan has picked you up, Di. Have fun." Monica said when the car was parked and next to Morgan's car.

"Thank you, Miss." Reply Diandra while saying goodbye to Monica and Anggara. Monica escorts Diandra up to Morgan's car, while Anggara watches them from inside the car with clenched hands and hardened jaws as Diandra sits beside Morgan.

"I'm glad you're such a great woman." Morgan opened his voice praising Diandra.

"You're also very good with your amazing achievements." Diandra praised Morgan.

Diandra did not ask where they were going, but soon the car had stopped in a very beautiful park with a stretch of green grass and flowers that were blooming.

They both went down and found a comfortable seat for them.

"Diandra's..."

Diandra looked at Morgan who called her name.

"I want to apologize to you."

"I've forgiven you, Morgan. So forget all that."

"Have you forgotten everything?."