The Conqueror of Love the Heir
Ibu

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"What kind of covenant was it, O Galak? Don't just play and answer agree! The ends are detrimental on Nae's side! Because an agreement must be mutually beneficial on both sides! And especially for Nae. Must be able to take advantage of the deal Om Galak made!" Nayla spoke politely, not a single tone was elevated.

Mahen still remained in his sitting position. Only his eyeballs stared right at the beautiful netra belonging to the snot girl that attracted his heart.

Nayla's speechless. He took a deep breath, then threw it away slowly. Nayla is a girl who just turned 19 years old, if stared closely with the handsome face of a Mahendra Wijaya. Will be, Nayla can dive into the shade that warms and sweeps away her common sense.

"Say what profit will you take from this deal?" Mahen smiled as he walked closer, then leaned his body on Nayla who looked tense.

'Oh, no, don't be positioned like this. Nae's scared! Afraid of falling in love with the handsome man who was in front of Nae, Nayla said in her heart. "Actually not an advantage! Because, Nae is not trading buying and selling! But, more to Nae's pride, as a woman, Mr Mahendra Wijaya!" Nayla mentioned the full name of the man who was still staring at her intensely.

Mahen rewinded his body with an expanding lip, forming a thin arch at the corner of his lips. Without Mahen noticing, a smile was published by him. Able to paralyze a second of blood flowing in Nayla's body.

"The self-worth of a snot girl? Is there still in the era of gadgets like this? Contract marriage? Or just siri marriage? Even a temporary marriage made as a disguise so as not to be seen adulterous before his Lord! But, with that marriage. Neither side was harmed! I guess so!" Mahen again sat on his great chair by piling his chin on the table with both hands while looking at Netra Nayla.

"Don't equate me with another, Mr Mahendra Wijaya! To Nayla Suherman. What you consider a snot girl who has no principle of life. Marriage is sacred! Not as a toy or a cover. Who can deceive man, even deceive His Lord! Just to reach for the word SAH and the HALAL lebel! Mr Mahendra Wijaya can manage everything! If there is no more match just throw it in the trash! Still good into the trash can, still somebody's back it up again! If it's thrown into the abyss! Come on, it's a body! Name left!" the glint of anger in Nayla's eyes was obvious, to the point of Mahen being shocked. He never thought, if the snot girl would show the other side of him that was kept tight.

Angry Mahen? Nah! He was just surprised to even give his thumbs up, proud and salute at the same time! It was completely beyond Mahen's thought! A girl who looks faint-hearted, yet has a very mature mind! When her self-esteem is suppressed. He rose up with all the courage he had to fight against those who did not fit his way of thinking!

"Ohh, self-esteem! Do you maintain your pride? If the person you love needs a sacrifice from you?"

The bodies of the two left no distance. The beautiful girl's sense of smell, could inhale the smell of expensive perfume that was emanating from the athletic body of the handsome man who was looking at her sharply.

"Your father is lying in the hospital, as a result of a traffic accident, right? And now he has to have heart transplant surgery, too! As the only daughter. You're supposed to sacrifice for your father, aren't you!" Mahen said that casually.

Feeling intimidated, cornered. Nayla braced herself and ventured to look back directly into Mahen's netra with a drawn look.

"Goody! Rich man! The sultan! With one flick, all the information was instantly obtained! Or more specifically. Dear Mr Mahendra Wijaya really investigated my life, all this time?" nayla's words were immediately on target.

"Yes. You could say so! But, the point is I just want to make a deal that is profitable for both of us! Symbiosis mutualism! Take and give! Not long either. Only about a year!"

"Very light! Because you also get compensation! Whatever you ask. I'll agree! Just so you want to give birth to a child for me!"

"You can rule, Mr Mahendra Wijaya! But that doesn't mean I have to approve the agreement! Because, I don't want--" Nayla hissed, hasn't finished her speech. However, he was also not afraid to stare at Mahendra Wijaya's sharp bead. He even straightened his back and gave a warning look.

"Don't want what? Why not continue your sentence, Snot girl!" his aura looks creepy. His jaw was hardened, his pair of netra was shining sharply with his lips thinning

Nayla's eyes stared fixedly at Mahen. And start to open your voice. "Because I do not want to have children and become a widow at a young age, Mr. Mahendra Wijaya! Do I still want to continue my education?Understand!"

"Want to!" sahut Mahen with a grin. Both corners of his lips twitched amusedly. The anger of the snot girl standing in front of him, did not upset him at all. Quite the contrary, he increasingly wanted to know how much love and unfortunately, the girl was to his father who was lying in the operating room.

Drrtt.. Drrtts...

The phone, which was inside Nayla's sling bag, vibrated and next heard the sound of her favorite song, as a sign of a special call from her mother's phone.

Soon Nayla opened the bag hanging on her shoulder. And swiped the green sign to receive a call from his mother.

"Assalamualaikum, yes Mother," said Nayla.

"Dad, drop! Got surgery soon, right now, Nae!" mother's voice mixed with sobs that made Nayla's heart like filled with a dull knife. However, it can tear apart the multilayered defenses of Nayla's heart. It hurts! But there was not a drop of blood coming out!

Tut's.. Tut's.. Tut's..

The phone call was cut off. Nayla tried to call her mother's number repeatedly, but still not connected.

With one move, Nayla stepped towards Mahen. "I agreed to the deal!"

A very quick decision was taken by Nayla! Because of his great love and affection for a father. His heroine! The first man to love her unconditionally! Now, he lay helpless and needed his sacrifice!

Hear Nayla's quick decision. Makes Mahen flabbergasted.

'*I love and respect my Mom very much. To me he is everything. A truly noble woman. An invisible angel, yet very much felt and enjoyed in every sacrifice he made for a child and his family! For me women must be guarded and protected because they are very valuable people! Not a weak and easily oppressed woman! The most expensive treasure in the world is my mother.. Mother.. Mama! His prayer could pierce through any defensive fortress as strong and as solid as anything!'

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