Sultan's son belongs to the CEO

Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
136. Relieved


"What is the reason why you proposed to my son suddenly like this? didn't you just declare love two days ago?" tanya Pap Riska still hasn't softened.


"are you not afraid if your daughter is no longer a virgin if I'm a boyfriend for too long?" tanya Ray attacks Papa Riska.


"You're being polite!" papa Hardik.


"the polite? what kind of courtesy do you ask sir?. Do I have to worship to get your blessing?. If 'even I want, today also can marry your child and get an official marriage book without your blessing!.


But I appreciate Riska because she still has parents and me too, for that I came all the way here with good heart intention proposing to Daughter Father to be my wife. Is this your welcome, honourable sir?" circus Ray who is very unhappy with Papa Riska's attitude is too excessive.


"excuse me, Auntie. Everybody!" ray moved from there.


"sister. Where are you going?" prevent the Riska who is already crying.


Ray just fell silent while mastering his emotions. He looked at Riska gently and rubbed the head of the sweet girl.


"you know how I'm Riska. I just need a break. You should also rest!" said Ray gently.


"sister!" lirih Riska held herself back from crossing the line in front of her parents.


"Sit down again!" move it gently.


Ray stared intently at Papa Riska. Really if he did not remember the middle-aged man was his future father-in-law, he might have slashed his head earlier.


"Riss!"


"please brother!" riska's clear eyes imply a plea.


"alright"


Ray resigned, he sat back while muffling emotions by looking at Riska who was smiling gently towards him.


The debate for the sake of the debate was fierce. Ray was desperately trying to restrain his emotions from acting any further. He wanted to kill the man in front of him right now.


"Alright, I bless you!" papa Riska said and moved on from there.


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Irfan's heart seemed to stop beating listening to the words of the middle-aged man who had made his emotions burst.


Not only Ray, everyone was even speechless, digesting what they had just heard.


Is my proposal really accepted? was the discussion just to test me? fuckin' hell! maybe I get emotional because in a game like this. What is this that Mr. Irfan often feels about Fajira?. haah. Bathin Ray dialogue.


"By, I bless us!" pekik Riska after waking up from her shock.


Ray only smiled faintly as he looked at the woman of his praise. The longer, the more the smile grew, he could no longer hide the happiness that was engulfing his heart.


A very beautiful flower garden tub in view and very soothing. That was the mood of Ray and Riska at the moment.


"we're getting married, By!" pekik Riska is happy with happy tears that just shed without her holding back.


"Yes baby!" Ray smiled with relief. He looked at the girl he loved so much.


"Tante, next week if there are no obstacles, I will bring my family to come propose to Riska, the beautiful daughter of aunty. I hope my aunt will also bless us" said Ray so politely and softly.


"Yes son, Mama bless your relationship. Please take care of this spoiled Mama's child, she's still very rich. Hopefully your relationship will always be given smoothness and ease until anytime!" mama Riska said in tears.


"and please, don't call aunty, because soon you'll be Mama's son too!" continued.


"good. Ma's. Thank you very much for your prayer. I can't promise you much, but I can only be sure that your son is happy to be with me!" said Ray sincerely and make a smile risk more fluffy.


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Ray's phone is ringing. He immediately went from the hotel bed he rented until Sunday tomorrow and saw who was calling him these nights.


Mr Irfan?. bathin Ray frowned and immediately raised the call.


"hello, Ray?" Greet Irfan behind the phone.


"Yes hello sir. How were you as long as I left?" said Ray chuckling.


"Ahh I'm good, very good. How outcome? when are you getting married? Or were you kicked out by risky parents? hahaha." said Irfan also chuckled.


"now can't decide the day, sir. It looks like next week you will also be visiting here and proposing to Riska for me!"


"next week? Ahh yes, we will go there, it depends on you how to make all the schedules run well. Of course we can't go straight home. Poor my wife and son. Come home and we'll talk about it here. Don't forget to pick up your mom before next week!" irfan.


"thank you" said Ray tearfully.


If it were not for those who opened the way, he would not have been able to go so far. Or to declare his love alone he will never be able to.


"Easy! you guys, don't cry!" said Irfan who also sounded hoarse.


"You cry a lot too, if you forget!" tease Ray.


"hey you brash!"


They chuckled, Ray immediately told him what he was going through today, and the success made Irfan again laughed so big that he even choked. It could be a personal assistant who is famous for being arrogant and cold, easily provoked and emotional just because of one man called Papa-in-law.


Until the night crept bring happiness to two people who were in the drunken romance. Ray was sealed with a flowery heart. It had long been felt that he did not feel happiness equal to his current feelings.


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"how, baby? did Ray succeed?" ask Fajira who can't wait to hear her husband's story.


"Successful, dear!, yes even though it has to pass a long debate. haha" rang Irfan.


"meaning?" ask Fajira confused.


"Tap you call Riska, yes, let's take a break baby!" Aja Irfan's.


He hugged Fajira from behind while rubbing his wife's distended stomach. Slowly but surely the naughty hand moved as he pleased. perched there, perched in the sani so that made Fajira who had just fallen asleep became upset.


"Mas! I'm fucking lo!" fajira's whine that sounds sen'sual in Irfan's ear and managed to make his passion even more burning.


"Honey.." said Irfan with a hoarse voice.


"i want! just one second!" Irfan immediately attacked Fajira with various types of touches and caresses.


The pregnant woman did not stop moaning, but she had to try to shrink her voice so that Fajri was not disturbed and woke up from his sleep.


"aakkhkhh... Fajira!" sigh irfan when he managed to remove the seeds that he had stored from this morning.


Night accompanied the tiredness of their sleep which was always covered with happiness. Until dawn shows the sunlight that penetrates the glass window slowly.


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