Third Wife Paid Husband
Chapter 16

Aron comes alone with various luggage to Andrea's house. This time he came to propose to Andrea. The event took place behind closed doors, just as a symbolic process.

Hilmar looked at his son-in-law. He's handsome, mature, and looks handsome. “Where are your parents, Aron?” He finally asked after he had restrained himself.

“My parents are overseas and will come at our wedding,” replied Aron with a polite smile. Even though she knew Andrea hated everyone in her house and did not hide her hatred, Aron still maintained courtesy to the elders present. There was no particular reason for that, he was just used to being polite to irrelevant people. All he cares about here is Andrea.

“Alright then.” Hilmar responded with understanding. Judging from his attitude and clothes, he suspected that the Aron family might be rich. So, it is not surprising that his parents are still busy even when his son is doing a proposal.

The proposal that time was a lot of things that Aron talked about with Hilmar. Of course it was in line with the plan he had put out with Andrea before. The date of the wedding was set less than a month later. The concept of the event is done closed and ascircal as possible where there is only a nuclear family and close friends of the bride and groom present.

Initially, both Andrea's stepmothers rejected the concept. But, Hilmar immediately kept them quiet and agreed to it. He knew for sure the concept was the desire of Andrea. No one does not know how stubborn Andrea is with his decision and he does not want any other problems. Hilmar was already dizzy enough to worry about the treasure in his hand that might disappear when Andrea managed to qualify for the inheritance from Sara. Right now, as much as possible he did not want to confront Andrea and if he could make peace with her.

“We will do the wedding, according to your wishes and Andrea, Aron.” Hilmar gave his consent. Mora and Yamini could only frown and hold back the resentment in her heart.

Andrea and Aron's wedding day has finally arrived. Aron stared at the graceful appearance of Andrea who was wearing a white dress fitting on her beautiful body with a headdress in the form of small white flowers. The woman looked like a fairy who descended into the mortal world.

“You are so beautiful, Andrea,” said Aron walking slowly behind Andrea, who was sitting in front of the dressing table staring at her own face in the mirror.

“I've always been beautiful. But, indeed this time it is very beautiful, feels very different from my usual style,” replied Andrea not humble. Usually she wore skimpy and tight clothes, showing her smooth and sexy body, while at the moment she looked extremely graceful and innocent. He raised his eyes and looked at the man behind him through the mirror. “You look handsome too today,” his praise without shame. “Seeing mature and trustworthy.”

“Well, it's all true, right?” reply Aron raised next to his eyebrows slightly arrogantly.

It is undeniable, Aron is indeed acting very mature. With her Andrea was calm. Even if their plan has a problem, Aron will soon solve it like a hero. “You are an adult and everyone may trust you, of course, except me.” Andrea smiled playfully. “Suami payku.”

“Alright, fake wife.” Aron smiled at her. 'Ralat, my new wife.' The connection in the heart.

While from Aron's side there are both his parents and a friend. Andrea does not get too close to them because Aron himself tells her that the three are hired, fake. He did not care about all the arrangements Aron made as long as those things did not interfere with the plans and cooperation between the two of them. To be honest, he was in his mind curious about Aron's background. But, he immediately put away those irrelevant thoughts. What matters now is the success of the plan.

The wedding ceremony took place without any obstacles or problems. The atmosphere is very peaceful. Mora and Yamini continued to put on cold faces, but, they did nothing. So did Ike and Yura, who had been struggling with their cell phones, not caring. Andrea felt this was like the calm before the storm. Whatever it is, he'll face it all. After all, he currently had one more person by his side besides Kharisma, that is Aron, which made him feel very safe.

“Are you hungry?” asked Aron who approached Andrea while handing her a glass of orange juice.

Andrea who inexplicably felt claustrophobic seeing the unpleasant faces she saw, after Kharisma left first, immediately resigned, looking for a quiet place. Balcony overlooking a green hill is the choice. He didn't expect Aron would come after him.

The juice is sweet. It was fun to take a sip, Andrea thought. “No, I don't feel hungry,” she replied with a smile. “Thank you for today. If it wasn't for your settings, it wouldn't have finished this smoothly.”

“Just thank you?” Aron smiled witfully.

“Then what do you want?” Andrea pouted, pretending to be annoyed.

“How about...” Aron's speech was interrupted as his eyes stared intensely at Andrea's seductive red lips.

Andrea's cheeks were hot when she realized what the man before her meant. He cleared his throat and immediately sauntered away, leaving her. “We have to go back or everyone will search.” Behind him he could hear Aron's loud noise which was quite annoying.

Damn, even though I tried to make everything look like a charade, but this all felt so real to me. Inner Aron.

Conscious, Andrea. Don't let you lose sight of this guy's cleverness, you don't know who he really is. Andrea also sat up, commemorating herself.