Secret of Culunku's Wife
Meeting and Marriage Agreement

"I what? speaking of clear !" yelled at Ali because Ara was silent.

"I love You.!" ara replied loudly.

"Ha-ha-ha, what kind of joke is that? Obviously, there are many women who love me. I am handsome, dashing and charismatic, too" Ali answered and laughed at the geeky girl who claimed to love her.

"though, You? I'm sure, no one's willing to go with a geeky girl like you. You should have glazed over first, Miss Gunawan !" ali continued, increasingly insulting Ara. his words were very piercing Ara's heart.

"Damn, why does it hurt so much. When you're insulted, by the person you love Ara ! This wound was even more painful, than your usual wound," Ara's inner being endured the pain Ali gave her in her heart.

"I love you, isn't that enough Danish? You just need to accept my love, and you'll be a more successful person than you are now" Ara said with a smile.

"So, you intend to buy my love with your father's treasure !" snapped Ali stared ferociously at the girl who was soon going to be his wife.

"I didn't mean it that way, Danish. Really, I love you. You'll get everything you want. I promise, I won't lie" Ara pleaded with Ali.

Ali smiled his cynical smile. How dare this geeky girl offer her a treasure, as payment for the love she asked for.

"Well, I'm willing, marry you. But I have conditions. Which you must agree to !" Ali grinned, waiting for an answer to what a geeky girl would give him in front of her.

"Whatever it is, Danish. I'm willing," Ara replied confidently, without first listening to the conditions Ali gave. For Ara, Ali wanted to be her husband was more than enough.

"All right, you read it first. This contract of ours," Ali handed over a paper with their marriage contract.

Ara received the paper Ali gave her and carefully read the key points in the agreement they would agree to.

Marriage Covenant.

First Parties.

Ali Danish Mahendra's.

Second Party's.

Aracelia Daneen Gunawan's.

The First Party has the right to do anything, without the permission of the Second Party.

2. No Body Relationship, if not the First Party to Want.

3. If the Second Party cannot make the First Party fall in love within one year, then the First Party will divorce the Second Party.

4. If a divorce occurs, All Second Party Treasures. Falling on the First Party.

5. The First Party and the Second Party, live in a House separate from the Second Party's parents.

TTD.

The Danish Mahendra.

TTD.

Aracelia Daneen Gunawan's.

"Okay, I agree. But I also have a condition for you Danish," Ara's pinta put forward a condition that was important to her in their marriage as well.

"What's? How dare you, put conditions on me !" snapped Ali, showing an expression of dislike to Ara's request.

"Without you asking, too, I wouldn't have had that kind of relationship. Before marriage," Ali's answer this time made Ara exhale a sigh of relief. At least Ali won't betray the sanctity of their marriage, thought Ara.

"Okay, Danish, I'm gonna fight for your love. Within a year, counting from our marriage," said Ara convinced, that he could definitely melt Ali's heart before that time came.

"You want, when do we get married?" ali asked after the two of them put their signatures on the paper of the agreement.

"You, ready to marry me when is Danish? I'll prepare everything" Ara asked Ali's readiness to marry her.

"Another week, when you have your birthday. Think of it as a gift from me" Ali said. "you brought me here, not intending to eat?" ali continued, because this has entered lunchtime, and the worms in his stomach must have been protesting.

"Oh yeah, I ordered you, your favorite Danish food. Maybe it's still ready" replied Ara. "Thank you, Danish, for giving me the most beautiful gift. By being your wife," continued Ara to express her happiness. Ara was very happy, because it turned out that the man she loved understood the day of her birth.

After a while of waiting, the waiter came in carrying some of Ali's favorite dishes. There is Rendang meat, Opor Chicken village, also corn soup and fruit juice favorite Ali. The waiter serves food on the table.

"Please Sir, Miss. Excuse me" the valet after serving her honorary VVIP customer.

Ara did come to the cafe often and always reservation, in room number 8. Because Ara was born on August 8, according to Ara, the number 8 is a number that has no end. Will always connect tighter. Ara's favorite number is at number 8.

"You know all, my favorite food. Ara?" ali asked when the waiter was no longer in the room.

"I love you Danish, it's natural, don't I know everything about you?" Ara explained that Ara was entitled to it.

"You, it's so much. Don't-don't, you've been stalking me all this time, have you?" Ali looked at Ara with a probing look.

Ara who was seen by Ali intensely, became a misbehavior. His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, in the face of the prince he had loved for 5 years, at this close distance.

"I'm going to ask Mom, all about you. Danish," replied Ara softly, after being able to hide the red hue on her cheek.

"You know, my mother?" Ali was astonished, why this geeky girl was so understanding about him.

"Of course, Daddy introduced me to Dad, and Mom. Danish," explained Ara conveyed, that he had been received in Mahendra's family.

"You ... are really a strange woman" Ali sneered, turning her eyes away. Of the geeky girl who is unlucky, is his future wife.

"Here you go, Ali, do you eat? your food will be cold if you keep talking to me. We'll have plenty of time to talk. Now, you eat first,"

Ali and Ara ate in silence. After he finished eating, Ali took out a cigarette from his pocket. Ali had lit a match, and was preparing to burn the tip of his cigarette.

"Danish, please, don't smoke while I'm with you. I have a smoke allergy,"

pinta Ara stopped Ali's activities.

"You're this, it's very troublesome. Lots of bans, lots of wants and lots of nagging. Hufft," Ali's sigh was rude, but he obeyed Ara's words.

"How come, I have a weak wife Candidate. Like you, Ara !" Ali cursed Ara with hurtful words.

"I just want to be healthy. Danish," murmured Ara softly.

Exasperated by Ara's words, Ali kicked the table violently.

"You think I've been sick all this time?? Huh !" yelled Ali, His emotions are out of control, facing the geeky girl before him.

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