The Ruler's Widower
Randomized

Sahira clutched the pen he was holding. After reading the marriage agreement that Filio submitted with full confidence Sahira put a signature on it.

Erik took the letter of agreement after it was signed by both parties. He issued a divorce filing to Sahira.

“Please sign,” Erik's orders.

There's pain in Sahira's chest. The age of his marriage with Rangga can not be said for a moment, many things they went through together. Sadness, happiness, loss, loss they've been through together. But today he had to go to the divorce papers with the people he loved so much.

One tear just soaked Sahira's cheek, she quickly wiped it off. Convince himself that this is best for him and Rangga.

Behind his flat face there is a sense of annoyance in Filio seeing Sahira who looks very tortured must part with Rangga. “Cih, overrated!” inner Filio.

Sahira took a deep breath, then exhaled it. He put his second signature on his divorce paper.

Erik gave me the third paper, the marriage letter. Filio signed it first, then gave it to Sahira.

Sahira stared fixedly at Filio. There was doubt in her, for some reason this rich man in front of her was interested in marrying her. Is it really because Zeina needs a mother? During his one year as his teacher Sahira never saw the little girl grieve. Even he seemed very carefree, could Sahira make sure that Zeina did not lack the slightest affection.

Then what for, Nanny? Sahira feels if only for a nanny is not possible until you have to marry Filio.

“You don't trust me?”

Sahira slightly snapped from her daydream. “I really believe.” Sahira quickly signed their marriage papers.

***

Today's events felt so fast, the sky began to darken. Sahira looked at herself in the mirror. With a height of one hundred and sixty centimeters and a weight of fifty kilograms looks quite ideal.

The bridal clothes attached to Sahira's body are perfectly wrapped and match with simple makeup. Sahira's attention was drawn to the new ring that coiled around her ring finger.

A shadow of Filio's serious face while on the altar makes the fur of Sahira shivering. Somehow the man took care of the divorce and marriage in a matter of hours. It seems very unlikely, but the evidence is very clear.

Sahira was quite surprised when she heard the door to her hotel room open quite loudly.

Filio was still wearing their wedding tuxedo. He went in and slammed Sahira's cell phone, which kept ringing on the bed. “Whispering!”

Sahira walked over to Filio. He picked up his phone and looked at Filio for a moment to ask for approval.

Filio nodded, sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed watching Sahira move.

Sahira presses the green button to receive Rangga's call.

“What does all this mean dear, you don't mean it. Tell me that this is a joke.”

Rangga's voice sounded a little shaky. Sahira is eager to answer that this is a joke on their wedding anniversary. But everything is very real when Sahira's bead stares at the ring that is coiled on her ring finger.

“Rangga.” Sahira could not continue his words. Calling her ex-husband by name is quite stifling chest. There was no way she would call Rangga affectionately in front of her husband, Filio.

“We have to meet, where are you? I'll be there soon.”

Sahira turned her body towards Filio. “I want to meet with Rangga for the last time,” Sahira's lips spoke without making a sound.

“Sorry but I can't meet you.”

“I just want to know your explanation, if you really want to leave my life. I will do but I beg you to meet one last time, although this is very heavy for me.” Sahira's heart was touched by Rangga's words.

Sahira approached Filio and knelt at Filio's feet. “One time only I beg.”

Brilliant idea appears at the right time, he will show off his new wife to Rangga. “Good five minutes,”, said Filio.

Sahira gets up from her knees, “I only have five minutes, I will send her location.”

Filio and Sahira get into the elevator to get down to the basement. All eyes that look can know that they are newlyweds. But what is a little awkward about the newlyweds is their attitude that looks indifferent and busy with the contents of their respective heads, does not look romantic like a couple in general.

The sports car that Erik left behind amazed anyone who saw. There are only a hundred limited edition cars in the world. Sahira looked at Filio with a look of amazement. He thought Filio was just an ordinary businessman but if you look at the assets of his new husband it seems like Filio is really rich.

“From five circumference?”

“What?” sahira's eyes were perfectly rounded in surprise.

“Run fast!” From his words that sounded unwilling to be denied finally Sahira obeyed Filio's orders.

Sahira started running. He looked at her clothes that were still wearing a simple wedding dress that Filio had chosen. Just one round felt exhausting for Sahira. Her legs hurt, a very stupid costume for exercising.

Sahira releases the heels that bother him, he must immediately complete Filio's order to meet with Rangga.

Sahira's breath was panting, he had already circled the five-round basement. He approached Filio who was busy with his cell phone. “I've finished it,” Sahira said breathlessly.

Filio took his attention off his cell phone to his new wife. Filio stared at the top of Sahira's head to the toe. “Five more rounds, your body is still not sweating,” Filio said. He looked back at the screen of his phone without caring about Sahira's annoyed gaze.

“I'm tired, want to rest,” complains Sahira.

“Five more rounds, or we don't need to see your ex-husband,” threatened Filio with a longing gaze.

Sahira kept the heels that he had seen earlier. He ran back in annoyance, what kind of ridiculous order did a Filio Havelaar do so unreasonably.

Sahira's mouth curses Filio. Her new husband is so annoying.

In the tenth round Sahira walked towards Filio with a stagger. His feet felt numb, and sweat began to pour out. “I want to rest, open the car door.”

Filio went back to researching Sahira's entire body, but he thought something was lacking. Filio pulled on Sahira's arm until the wedding dress was slightly torn.

“What,” Sahira stops her speech to take a breath. “You did Mr?”

“This is perfect,” the slanted smile shown by Filio managed to make the fur Iuduk Sahira bristling.

This strange man is so unpredictable, his every behavior Sahira can never guess. Too random.

In a moment, Filio still felt there was less. Kiss Mark, there's no way Filio made Sahira out of sex but there's not a single Mark kiss.

The alarm in Sahira's body goes off as Filio's body approaches. Sahira's breathless breathing made it even more difficult to breathe as Filio's face headed for the niche of his neck.