
After traveling for about an hour, the car driven by Seth arrived at Ken's residence.
Seth immediately parked the car carefully, then he immediately turned off the engine of his car, then released the seatbelt that keeps it safe. After that, Seth began to reach for the car door, and rushed down, then walked towards the rear car door.
"Please, boss." Seth said when he opened the car door for his boss. Ken just nodded, he got out of his car.
"Let's get down, baby." Ken said as he extended his right hand to Leta.
By force, Leta grabbed Ken's hand, then he got off the luxury car. Ken smiled, and immediately took Leta into his residence.
All the servants of the residence immediately paid their respects to the master.
"Welcome, sir." Greet bi Inah, the butler of the residence.
"Hmmm, ask the waiter to make me a fresh drink for my future wife, and me." Ken's orders were always cold and without expression.
"Good sir." Answer this politely. After that, bi Inah immediately rushed her two legs towards the kitchen.
"Prominee for forced wife." Leta murmured while twisting both of her eyeballs. Ken who was beside him could hear it very clearly.
"What did you say, baby?" Ken asked while narrowing one eye.
"What is what? I didn't say anything at all." Leta lazy.
"You think I didn't hear what you were talking about?" Ken said as he looked at his future wife.
"Indeed, what? Maybe you heard it wrong." Leta masa bodo.
"You're saying that you're my future wife?" Ken exclaimed in annoyance. Even though what Leta said was the truth, he was still upset.
"Cihh is the truth, why should you be angry." Leta said no less upset than Ken.
"Ahh no more than we keep arguing, you better sit here, ok." Ken diverted his conversation.
"You're the one who wants to argue with me and not let me sit down." Leta exclaimed as she dropped her body on the sofa.
Ken chuckled softly, he no longer responded to his future wife's remarks, or he would make Leta even more upset by her words that did not want to lose.
"Tonight, you're staying at my house." Ken suddenly made Leta surprised
"What! Staying here? I don't want to, I want to go home." Leta stared at her future husband.
"No rejection, this is a punishment for you, because you have dared to meet your ex-lover again." Say Ken firmly.
"Didn't I explain everything, why are you still having trouble with it? Anyway, I don't want to stay at your house. Let me go." Leta exclaimed with a fairly high intonation made one of the servants of the residence able to hear it.
"Well, if you want to see your uncle's company destroyed, then go." Say Ken casually.
"You..... Always threatening me, you crazy son of a bitch." Leta exclaimed with a clench of one hand holding back the anger within her.
Ken simply smiled as he took off the black suit that covered his white shirt. He was very happy, because tonight Leta will stay at his house.
"Basic jerk. Always threatening me." Inner Leta while controlling her emotions. The sharp eyes of Leta can not be separated from the handsome face of her future husband who is now folding his white shirt up to the elbow.
"Please sir, miss on a drink." Her words surprised Leta who did not realize her arrival.
Despite her surprise, Leta did not forget to say a word of thanks to the servant at the residence. "Thank you, bi. Sorry for the trouble."
"No, non." Answer bi Inah friendly.
"Okay sir, then excuse me, sir, miss." Answer bi Inah who got a nod of the head from Ken and also Leta.
After saying goodbye, bi Inah immediately went to move both legs towards the back.
"Drink, baby." Soft Ken.
"I'm not thirsty." Sahut Keta is short.
"Are you sure, baby? Ah looks like you need my help to drink this fresh drink." Said Ken with a grin that kept a plan.
"What else is he going to do? Is he planning to give me this drink through his mouth? Oh naw. I'd better have a drink." Leta's mind when she sees Ken drinking her drink, then shifts his body to get closer to Leta.
"I drink alone." Say Leta while reaching for a still intact drink. Quickly, Leta sipped the fresh drink, Ken who saw it immediately smiled happily.
"That's dong, baby." Say Ken while gently stroking the head of Leta.
"Darling, should this wedding be accelerated?" Ken suddenly asked Leta about choking on her drink.
"No...I don't want to." Leta put her drink on the table.
"Why not, baby? Will you not be my wife sooner or later." Ken doesn't like it.
"Don't you know what I want to marry you for? So, you better not speed up this marriage."
"Ok, okay. Then you come with me, now."Say Ken while pulling Leta's hand.
"Where else will you take me?" Ask Leta worried.
"Of course to my room." Ken's whisper makes Leta's hair bristles.
"A, I don't want to, you go alone." Leta cried while trying to release the hand of her future husband.
"Bas perverted, why would he take me to his room? He must have done something to me. I need to get out of here immediately." Inner Leta while turning her brain to find a way to escape from the residence of her future husband.
"Why are you so worried, baby? I just told you to rest, I won't do anything to you. So, you just calm down, ok." Ken held back his laughter from exploding when he saw the look on Leta's face that he thought was very funny.
"Who knows you want to do something to me. You're a pervert." Leta muttered but could still be heard by Ken.
"If I want to do something about you, it'll be our first night." Ken said making Leta's hair again bristled.
"Have it, you don't have to worry, I promise, I won't do anything to you, so, you don't have to be afraid and anxious like that, unless I'm solemn." Connect Ken with his cool.
"Keeeen!!!!" Leta shouted annoyed.
"I'm just kidding, baby. Come with me, I don't like rejection." Ken was accompanied by his silence. Ken immediately walked while holding Leta's hand making Leta inevitably have to follow his footsteps.
"Hey.. Let go of my hand, I can walk on my own."
"Aren't you walking alone now? I'm not holding you at all! Or, you want me to carry? Hmmm well, I'll gladly carry you." Ken deliberately teased his future wife.
"Damn it.... By the way, he'll never win, you crazy pervert." Inner Leta while looking at her future husband's annoyance.
Seriate.