The Exchanged Bride
Renting a Building is prohibited

The Pramana family home.

"What's? Can't rent the building??" Resya looked angry when she heard the sentence her father had just said.

"Yes, I have spoken directly to Mr. Alexander but he does not allow father to wear it again for your marriage even though it is in Ziko's name" Harsya explained.

"Dad how the hell, for brother Haira only I want to work on it. Why can't I." Resya clucked in annoyance.

"Sorry son, I've tried but Mr. Alexander won't give it to me. He said in one family only one person can wear it. And he's considering because Aiden works at his company and is one of his best employees" Harsya said.

What actually happened.

Harsya called Dean.

"Sorry sir, the young master does not want to give the building rental permit for the wedding of Resya and Ziko" Dean said.

"But why?" ask Harsya astonished.

"They've hurt my Haira a lot. I don't want my building used for them. I wouldn't be sad if those two pieces of trash stepped on my building again' So said the young master," Dean explained.

'It turns out Aiden still hates Resya and Ziko' Inner Harsya a lot.

"Then what should I tell them? There must be a reason why Alexander refused a rental permit for the building" said Harsya.

"Tell those two pieces of trash that my building can only be rented to one person in one family. So said the young master," Dean explained.

"Yes thanks for the detailed information Dean, you copied the paste well" said Harsya.

"Sama-sama sir. I never distilled the young master's words because everything he said was absolute" Dean said.

***

"What kind of reason is well, rules are willingly made. Does he not need any more money? If I could meet her, then I would tear off the mask and break those ugly glasses and then gouge her eyes out!!" exclaim Resya.

"Well, you're so mean!" aiden exclaimed from the doorway of the family room.

All turned to the source of the voice and it turned out that it was Aiden and Haira who were standing in the doorway.

Haira approached Laras and hugged him. He hugged Harsya too.

"How are you, baby?" ask Laras.

"Good, Mom!" sahut Haira with a smile.

"Sister, tumben came here once. Are you guys out of money? Oh yes I forgot, lowly employees must have a little salary yes, you must be lacking." Resya smiled cynically.

'Basic brash. It was very desirable for me to tear off his trash mouth' Inner Haira.

"I just miss my mom and dad. I will not come if only when I need to. As a filial child should visit parents without being told or because there are important things. After marriage don't forget dong's parents!" Haira also stared cynically at Resya.

"Where's your husband? Should have come here too. As busy as any husband should be able to take the time to take his wife let alone this is an important issue. Well, too busy chasing the world, until the wife herself is left alone."

Resya was burning hearing Haira's words.

"Just brother, Ziko's the CEO. His role is very important especially he is a highly respected leader in the business world. Yes, his name is also a rich man" said Resya.

"Haira, don't waste your energy on her" Aiden said.

Haira sighed softly. He and Aiden sat down.

"Aiden, how could Mr Alexander give you a rental permit? You're just a poor man!" Resya ruffled waist.

"Maybe it's because I'm his employee so he gave me permission" Aiden said.

"But why won't he give me a rental permit for my wedding?" Resya looked more upset.

"Where do I know. You think I'm a fortune teller?" said Aiden indifferently.

"Tell your master that, if he's nothing. I swore him to fall poor!" Resya is burning with emotion.

'Shut your mouth, in an instant I can make you fall poor' Inner Aiden.

"All right, I will tell you this to Mr. Alexander" said Aiden.

Resya immediately wave. "Don't! Basic artisan ngadu. If you don't like me why complain to him. Just say you envy me!"

"Oh yeah, I have the manager's number, maybe now it's still time if I call him to tell Mr. Alexander." Aiden pulled out his phone to call.

"Don't!" Resya snatches Aiden's cell phone.

"Why sister-in-law? Are you scared?" ask Aiden.

"No. I just don't want to deal with her!" Resya crossed her arms on the chest.

Aiden only smiled at Resya who managed to work. While Haira only laughed a little at Resya who was overwhelmed and frightened.

"Here give me back my cheap phone. Later your hands itch to touch the poor man's stuff," Aiden's pinta.

Resya immediately handed the phone to Aiden and wiped his hands with a wet tissue.

"Already, let's have lunch," asked Laras who was eager to mediate the debate of his children.

They followed and went to the dining room. The stupid debate had indeed instantly made them hungry.

After finishing eating, Ziko came to pick up Resya. However, there are things that make him feel uncomfortable. That's seeing Aiden's whereabouts. Somehow his heart is still not willing if Haira is with Aiden.

'How could Harsya's father match one of her daughters to a man like her. Her daughter becomes the subject of ridicule or may become the backbone of the family and this poor man will hitch a ride on her forever' Inner Ziko while glancing at Aiden.

'What look-look? Wouldn't you be willing if your ex-lover became my wife? Who told him to waste it. I took great pains to make her happy and you carelessly hurt my Haira. You scum!!' Inner Aiden who also glanced at Ziko with a cynical look.

"Darling, how?" ask Ziko to Resya.

"Honey, Alexander won't rent out the building for our wedding. The reason is because one family can only use the building once. How dear? No one can match that building. Even the Armadja building was defeated by the grandeur of the Alexan building." Resya whines while struggling spoiled on Ziko's arm.

'Cih, disgusting' Inner Haira.

"What's? What kind of reason is that? Who does he think he is? God?" Ziko was upset.

"Dad, give me the secretary's mobile number. I'll call him, " said Ziko.

Harsya gave Alexander's secretary number to Ziko. A voice was also heard.

"Hello Good afternoon, this is with Alexan Group is there anything I can help you with?"

"Give me Alexander's cell phone number. I'm Ziko Atmajaya" said Ziko proudly.

"Sorry sir, Mr. Alexander cannot speak to you. Is there a message you want to leave?"

Ziko looked furious.