The Fake Couple
Determinedly.

Although tired, but Kinanti relieved not to play. Candle light dinner that he prepared impromptu for Herlin was successful and did not cause any complaints from Herlin. It even went sweet. Vania likes her ring. Also gifts. Sure oes. All expensive stuff.

Herlin was praising him.

"Thank you, Kinanti. You are agile and nimble. It's not wrong of me to accept you as my personal assistant." But then the man sighed softly.

"If there had not been any Dion among us, it would not have been Vania I had applied for but you. Unfortunately, Dion already thinks I'm a dappled nose. I really want to marry you and please you, Kinanti. Not just make you my distraction. I had to find another woman, rather than Dion's gun exploding in my head. There are many women, but my life is only one," I'm Herlin bluntly.

Kinanti was not surprised about the gun that Herlin was talking about. He once saw Om Dion conquering a herd of debt collectors who attacked his Papi. Om Dion bulldozed anyone who charged debts to his parents in abusive ways. It was a terrible time in Kinanti's life. Seeing with his own eyes how Om Dion put his gun to people's heads.

Now, Kinanti relieved Om Dion remains to protect her from the disturbance of this one crocodile. Kinanti could feel Herlin's change in attitude towards him. Herlin now considered her a personal assistant, no longer seeing her as a woman to be conquered like Vania or others. So that Kinanti can work quietly.

Kinanti's busy life takes care of Herlin and Vania making him have to go home after midnight.

"Where did you just come home from?" tegur Asri who opened the door of the house.

"Sorry, Tan. Last night Herlin gave me an impromptu job."

"What work?"

"Om Herlin proposes to her boyfriend. I was busy preparing candle light dinner for them. Thank goodness the show was good. Now that Herlin's officially engaged."

"WHAT?!"

Asri's impact made Kinanti's heart feel bounced onto the wall so shocked.

The aunt glared at him.

"K... You? Even helped him prepare the proposal? You're a fool what a fool Kinan!" maki Asri with clenched hands.

"I've been brainwashed to seduce Herlin into deciding Vania would let her come back to you, but you're helping her get engaged? You idiot!"

"Gee!" Kinanti screeched as Asri's hand floated quickly across her cheek in the form of a loud slap.

"Patri. Enough's enough!" Dion pulled his wife's arm away from Kinanti.

"You can match Kinanti with an old bandit like Herlin! Didn't you run off on your own when a rich widower came to propose to you and begged me to pretend to be your girlfriend until the widower walked away? Now, you want to do that to Kinanti? Why aren't you the only one who married Herlin? Aren't you crazy and busy chasing after Herlin?"

"Mas! How could you accuse me of that? Who's crazy about Herlin?"

"You!"

"Don't fret!"

"Then why are you so busy meeting Herlin instead of taking care of your kids at home, huh?"

"I did it for Kinanti! So that Kinanti has a bright future after marrying Herlin who is a lot of money. After all, Kinanti will also prosper."

"Then you'll be a leech for Kinanti, right? You're the one who's gonna dredge Herlin's money through Kinanti. I know your brain, Asri! You wouldn't bother fighting for something if it didn't work for you at all."

"Mas!"

"Stop seeing Herlin and make any deal with her behind my back!" Then Dion's gaze turned to Kinanti who was still holding her cheek.

"Kinan, rest. Compress your cheeks with cold water." Then he looked back at his wife.

"Wear your hands to take care of your husband and child, not to slap Kinanti as you please" he said before leaving.

Asri in shock received her husband's scorn, Dion never quite scolded her. During this time her husband was more silent and relented. But because of Kinanti, Dion did not hesitate to argue and yell at him.

The feeling of Asri boiling. Neither Ara nor Kinanti, love to grab Dion's attention!

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"Yiang, Kinan. Tumben's late?" reprimand Herlin when Kinanti was excited to meet him at a restaurant. He said Herlin wanted to discuss something very important at lunch.

"Sorry, Om. I was in a meeting with a personal Financial Planner who will check the financial health of Om Herlin."

"Oh. How'd it go?"

"There is a form that we must complete first. They need to record Om's assets, both current and non-current assets."

"We'll talk about that later. Now I want to talk about something else that's no less important."

"Please, Om."

"Vania wants to marry me soon. But, it makes me regret proposing to her."

Kinanti frowned. Confused by Herlin's unstable attitude at his five-headed age.

"Because. Turns out. I still want you so much, Kinan. If you're willing to marry me, I promise I'll stop chasing other women for your sake. You're different from other women, Kinan. You're kind. Your attitude is sweet and sincere. My heart is broken because of you. I'm sure Dion would have said it best if this marriage came about out of your own consciousness. Not because of anyone's compulsion. Dion would've opened his heart if you'd asked for his blessing."

Kinanti. Didn't expect those words to come out of Herlin's mouth. It turned out that Herlin still had her hopes. Kinanti was not interested at all. As good and beautiful as Herlin, still the man was not his type. Plus a far-off age gap. And his hobby of screwing women, is not a hobby that is easily stopped as easily as flipping the palm of the hand.

"I really want to repent, be a good husband to you. I'd be enough with one woman if it was you. How, Kinan?"

Kinanti shook her head.

Although the trousers were slow, but Herlin knew that was the girl's final decision. Herlin, was quite familiar with the figure of Kinanti Queensha during their interactions over these six months. The girl indeed looked weak, but was secretly strong. Herlin now not only likes her beauty.

"OKAY. If that's your decision. Then, with a heavy heart I must say." Herlin looked at Kinanti deeply, wanting to gauge once more, how tough the woman was to maintain her principles.

"This is your last day working with me. It means you're being penalized for not being able to complete at least a year's work as my private personal assistant."

Kinanti stared back at Herlin with a disappointed look.

"That's not fair" he sighed.

Herlin chuckled while lighting a cigarette. Then puffed out the smoke until it hit Kinanti's face and made the woman blink.

"I can't stand it, Kinan. Seeing you milling around me, but can't have you."

Kinanti had expected it, pervert is still perverted!

"How can I get a penalty? Because it's not me who resigned, but Om himself who fired me"

Herlin laughing.

"You must not have thoroughly read the letter of agreement. Try reading it again. You got the penalty. Or the. Come on, just marry me, then you don't have to lose that kind of money. I'll shower you with money."

Kinanti's hand was clenched. He wants to be angry. Is his self-esteem lower than money? Kinanti has no money. No matter how hard he worked, his money was always running out to pay the debt. He only has self-respect. If it was indeed the pride he had, wouldn't Kinanti be worthy of keeping it sky-high?

And so, Kinanti nodded.

"alright. I'll resign and pay the penalty, Om"

The story of Kinanti is so shrewd. Yet enough to hit Herlin with surprise. Once again the girl proved her quality.

Herlin looked overcast in a pair of pretty eyes Kinanti Queensha. Desperate in his heart for hurting the feelings of such a girl. But Herlin also prestige retracting his words earlier which was actually just a bluff.

"You gotta get him cornered, Herlin. Make him have no choice but to accept you." Asri's suggestion last night over the phone.

Herlin agreed and actually carried out Asri's suggestion just now. But it turns out, raw. Kinanti's determination turned out to be so great as to reject him.