The Malang Nurse for Mr. CEO
Chapter 8 Ijab Kabul

The day awaited also arrived. The marriage between Amara and Kholil was held in a simple manner at the home of Mr. Galih. There is only Pak Zian – papa Emran who just returned from abroad and Sony who came, while from the Amara side there is only a nuclear family who watched their wedding.

As the guardian of the child, Mr. Galih also shook Emran's hand and recited the wedding memorization witnessed by the family and the ruler.

“Is it true that a bride named Amara Karleen and a groom named Emran Kelvin?” ask the ruler to confirm the truth.

“True, Sir. But my future husband's name is not –

“Iya, Sir. Right, my real name is Emran Kelvin.” Emran interrupted Amara's speech.

Without any lingering kabul event was started.

“I received the marriage and marriage of Amara Karleen bint Galih with a marriage of twenty million paid in cash!” Emran said Ijab kabul fluently and smoothly.

“Sah!” say everyone in the room.

Amara's heart beats twice as fast. He did not have the courage to look into the handsome CEO's eyes. Because, every time Emran looked at Amara, his heart was always racing as if he wanted to jump out of place.

Of love? Is this what we call love? All this time Amara never opened the door of my heart to any man. How could Emran – The coffee seller steal Amara's heart and make her fall in love?

This is the first time Amara kissed her husband's hand, and so did Emran. The handsome CEO floated a kiss on the wife's forehead.

While behind Amara looks Shofia pulled the corner of her lips upwards, forming a faint smile. The smile shows disrespect as well as mocking Amara for marrying a traveling coffee seller.

The event has ended, because it only held kabul ijab without any eating or other events.

“Congratulations yes, Brother. Finally now you become the mistress of a traveling coffee seller,” shofia cibir while laughing loosely.

Amara simply responded to the sister's words with a sweet smile.

“Turn this child away soon!” ma'am Indri's Decree to Emran.

“No need to worry, I will take Amara away from this house,” replied Emran.

Just a few steps Emran's entourage came out, suddenly a middle-aged man came shouting.

“Galih, get out of you!” yell that man.

Mr. Galih and his wife and children came out. “Susilo, what do you want here?” ask Mr. Galih.

“I came here to collect your promise one year ago. Where's the kid you promised me?”

“She is married to someone else,” replied Mr. Galih.

“What did you say? Be married? You still remember our agreement, ‘kan?” snapped Mr. Susilo.

Yes, Pak Galih and Bu Indri have a debt to Pak Susilo of one hundred million. They promised to pay off the debt within one year, but if it is due but they can not pay off the debt, then Mr. Galih will hand over Amara to Mr. Susilo to be made a second wife.

“I don't want to know, Amara has to be my second wife!” cecar Mr. Susilo.

“Jaga speak! Amara is my wife. I won't let my wife be the ransom material of bad parents like them!” bent Emran.

“Now also Amara talaq, and leave it to Susilo. This twenty million I give back to you,” said Mr. Galih.

Mr. Galih's words made Emran go up, the handsome CEO clenched his hands.

Bugh!

One bogem floated on Mr. Galih's face. “Shoppers! How dare you sell Amara,” spray Emran. “Sell your beloved daughter,”, he continued Emran while pointing to Shofia.

“Why didn't you tell me you had two beautiful daughters? Well, if Amara belongs to someone else, then leave this daughter to me!” Mr. Susilo pulled Shofia's hand, making Shofia's tiny body fall into the arms of the rice magnate.

“Do not touch my son!” shouted Bu Indri while trying to pull Shofia's hand from the embrace of Mr. Susilo. Meanwhile, Shofia could only cry and occasionally rebel while shouting for Mr. Susilo to let go.

“Enak! You alone promised your daughter as ransom, now I will take her away and make this beautiful girl my wife.” Mr. Susilo looked at Shofia full of lust.

Bugh!

Mr. Galih punched Mr. Susilo in the stomach. The hard blow made Mr. Susilo grin in pain, Shofia managed to escape from the old man's embrace. He then threw his body into the arms of his mother. Shofia was crying.

“Bigger! Finish him!” mr. Susilo's orders to two of his men. They then beat Mr. Galih, the middle-aged man's face looks battered.

Meanwhile, Ms. Indri yelled trying to stop the fight. He also sought Emran's help to help his father-in-law. However, Emran was unwilling to help him.

Mr. Galih fell on the floor, he looked helpless. His face was battered. After being satisfied to finish off Mr. Galih, Mr. Susilo and his men left by leaving a message. “Tomorrow afternoon I will be here again, if you do not want to hand the child over to me, then you must pay off your debt!” press Mr. Susilo.

Ms. Indri and Shofia tried to help Mr. Galih to get up, they then took him into the house.

Meanwhile, Emran, Amara, Mr. Zain, and Sony rushed out of the house.

Along the way to Emran's house, Amara was silent, as if she was thinking about her father's situation.

“Amara, you don't have to think about your father. Maybe it is a reply because they are evil with you,” said Emran while holding his wife's hand.

“What Emran said was right, maybe it was a reply to your father, son. You don't have to think about it, today is your happy heart with Emran, don't be broken today by thinking of evil parents like them.” Mr. Zian chimed in on Emran's remarks.

Amara simply replied by nodding her head slowly.

The car that Amara and his entourage boarded entered the courtyard of a magnificent and luxurious house. The house is like a palace.

Emran takes Amara out of her car. Emran then took Amara's hand and invited her in.

“Whose house is this, Mas? Why are you taking me into this house?” amara asked as she looked at the palace house.