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Beautiful sparkles instantly flashed in Beatrice's eyes. The brunette-haired sweet girl looked very happy. A wide smile was present just like that, obliterating all the chaos of the twenty-two-year-old virgin. "Really, Dirga? Come on, tell me if you don't play games," the spoiled attitude of the only wayang princess from Soraya, always appears every time close to her lover.

"Yes, I'm serious. Like I said. I will definitely take you to the pelaminan, but not in the near future," explained Dirga while glancing at Beatrice with a look of amused face. She was so anxious when she saw Beatrice's adorable expression when she sulked again at him, because of the reply she had just answered. "Yes my. It feels like I want to bite you, Bea," said Dirga, pinching the nose of her lover, making Beatrice immediately bulged in protest. The girl hit Dirga's arm softly which was just chuckling.

"Yes, already. I have to go to work first. The plan is today I will go home early, because there is a neighbor who asked me to be a photographer at his son's birthday party," said Dirga again while fixing the backpack strap on the right shoulder.

"Then, your decision?" beatrice asked again before Dirga left.

"I told you just now. Give me a moment. Why are you suddenly married?" Dirga who was about to leave, turned his attention back to the Indonesian-Spanish crossbreed girl.

"Why indeed? Is there a reason for someone to decide whether to marry young or not? One thing is for sure, I do not want to look old when I have children. So, getting married young is the most appropriate solution in my opinion," Beatrice put forth a very simple reason to Dirga, although the truth is not because of it. However, he did not dare to say one hundred percent honest to the lover.

"Oh my goodness, Bea. You think getting married and having such a child? Housekeeping is not a messy and simple thing like the name of a food stall, darling. For example, my family now. Who would have thought that I had to be the backbone since graduating high school," said Dirga inexhaustible with his lover's decision.

"Then what does all that have to do with getting married young?" Beatrice looked at the man in her heart.

"Nothing," Dirga replied lightly, "my point is that not everything can be in line with what we think. Today you assume that getting married then having children is an amazing experience that ... which is very, very extraordinary," Dirga scratched his head that was not itchy. He felt at a loss to explain how to Beatrice.

"That's it. As long as I prepare everything, you also prepare yourself well. Learn to cook and find out how to clean the crust from the pan. Understand first the duties and obligations of a wife to her husband. Once you are truly convinced, hopefully I will also be ready with all the supplies we need in the future. That way, I can also fulfill my obligations that are your right," Dirga suggested. Although the manner of delivery of the man sounds like a guyonan and very light, but what he said is something that becomes the basis of a bond in the household.

"I don't know what you're going through or feeling right now. However, I'm sure that you're not okay. Is that right, Miss Sweet?" Dirga tilted her body near Beatrice while walking her chin. He also twitched his brows sillyly, thus making Beatrice smile again.

"Did, it's gone! You can be late if you speak here too long, "Beatrice pushes Dirga's body away from her. Without stating the real reason, he told Dirga to go to work immediately.

Instead of being angry after being kicked out by Beatrice, Dirga instead developed a smile. She knew that Beatrice had an important reason for not wanting to look old when she had children. However, Dirga did not want to force the crossbred girl to tell the real reason.

"Be careful!" beatrice exclaimed loudly enough, after Dirga said goodbye and began to walk away from her. The man looked at her for a moment while smiling. He bowed his body while folding his hands on his stomach. Something he often did in the presence of Beatrice, because to him the girl was like a king's daughter.

The king of the day was showing his pride. However, all of that was ignored by Soraya. When others preferred to take shelter indoors, the forty-five-year-old widow had just gotten out of the car, after the driver stopped the luxury vehicle in the parking lot of one of the famous cafes of the capital.

"Don't worry, it's me going to the cafe again" Soraya said as she received a call from Astrid. He sped up his pace to arrive soon and gather with his companions.

Soraya breathed a sigh of relief after being inside the cafe. He sped up after seeing his three best friends who had been waiting at the corner table. As busy as any job in the company, if the three friends have gathered, Soraya also does not want to miss. He threw all the work to his personal assistant.

"Hallo, people are not important" Soraya said nonchalantly. After that, he sat down next to Astrid.

"Ck! Are you sure we're the ones who aren't important?" dena protested after gulping down her drink.

"Know the Widow. Even though me and the others are not important people, in fact you are still friends with us anyway" Astrid said.

While Rahma was just silent because she was busy with her gadget. As usual, during this afternoon, the mistress had to do her job to pay attention, to the man who had been giving her fantastic value shopping money.

As usual, their meeting was not an important one. They just just have lunch together there, while discussing plans to have fun for later tonight or tomorrow. Every now and then, they discuss the latest luxury items or at least discuss men's issues. If so, Dena is the most lazy to respond. Because, women of Soraya's age are reluctant to establish a serious relationship with any man.

"Eh, you know what? I did not end up thinking yes to Bea," complained Soraya after remembering the wishes conveyed by her daughter. Although he considered his daughter's wishes to be just a silly delusion, it was still a burden on Soraya's mind. He even felt at a loss to respond to what his daughter's wishes were like. Therefore, Soraya chose to ignore it.

"Why is Bea?" for this time, Rahma also responded to Soraya's complaint, although she remained focused on her gadget. Rahma is known to be the calmest among Soraya's other companions.

"Why? Did he ask for a new papa?" Astrid responded with such vigor. He stared intensely at Soraya as he waited for an answer from his best friend.

Soraya leaned her body against the back of the chair before revealing what was inside her mind. He didn't know where to start to tell Beatrice. "Bea asked for marriage!" Finally Soraya said her heartbreak, which suddenly made the three women immediately turn their eyes towards her with perfectly wide eyes.

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