Unexpacted Wedding
I'm Not Your Match

Miko embraces his wife's loin-love, as Miranda is wearing a tie around her neck.

“His hand is silent first anyway. Geli knows,” said Miranda.

Miko just chuckled. “Gemes darling.”

“If you don't shut up. I'm not gonna finish the tie. Later you are late to his office,” nagging Miranda.

“I'm the boss dear.”

“It is precisely because you are the boss that must set a good example for his employees. The boss is late, it's the same you give an ugly example dear.”

“Iya dear yes,” sahut Miko resigned. Understand if the debate continues, there will be no end. Until finally Miko had to give up. Remind Miko of the chapter of a woman, two women are always right, two if women make mistakes, return to chapter one. Miko was also astonished whether since when his wife was more sensitive, and liked to argue. Possibly pregnant too.

“Padahana ya darling. You should be happy if I don't go to the office,” exclaimed Miko.

“Lho why?”

“Kan so we can spend a lot of time in bed,” chirped Miko while raising her eyebrows.

Miranda immediately glared and smacked her husband's chest softly. “Your mind is loh, not far from it.”

“Mumpung can still be dear. If they were born. I have to fast long.”

Miranda sighed, hearing her husband's words. “Still a long time,” chirps Miranda.

“After there depart,” drive him then to the husband. Because time has shown at half-eight. “I also have to go to the boutique today,”. The woman was about to pass by to prepare herself. However, Miko actually held him back.

“Aparticularly?” miranda asked as her husband held her hand and pointed at her cheek.

“Cium first,” pinta Miko while thrusting her cheeks.

Miranda clucked, but did not stop her husband's orders. Smoke his cheek on the right. She thought after that her husband's action was over. However, Miko again pulled her hand pointing towards her right cheek, as well as her lips.

“Moreover, it was already,” said Miranda.

“The left and middle are not yet. Not half a darling. My cheeks will be envious.”

“You if followed later even stay and not leave,” said Miranda.

“Not really dear. Appointment deh.”

Sighing softly, Miranda finally pushed her face forward, peeked at her husband's left cheek, then turned to her lips. However, when he got there, he was about to finish it, the husband actually held his nape. Until little lu ma tan happened. She made Miranda hit her husband's chest slowly, until the kiss came off.

“Tuh right.”

Miko just grimaced. “Anu dear, it makes my spirit loh,” replied Miko the smartest man looking for an excuse.

”Ya I've left.” Miko turned to kiss his wife's forehead. Then take her bag.

“Today there was a meeting with Hira?” miranda asked, making Miko's steps stop, and turned back to his wife.

“Iya, no. Why?”

Miranda shakes. “Only ask. Yes already there depart.”

Miko smiled faintly, understanding why his wife asked like that. ”Lunch time I will wait at the Kejora cafe. You should come, I'll wait.”

“Lho–”

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Kejora Cafe

Miko has just finished discussing cooperation with Hira. There was Yanto by his side. The man repeatedly looked at the door. He had hoped his wife would come. However, until the meeting was over, Miranda had not yet arrived.

“I didn't think you were married,” said Hira opening a private chat. At that time Yanto was in the middle of permission to go to the bathroom, it made Hira had the opportunity to ask more personal questions.

“Why?” ask Miko relax. Even his eyes remained focused on his phone. The man was waiting for a reply from his wife.

“I thought it was you–”

“Still boy. Since I'm not yet established, you doubt my sincerity so?"

Instantly, Hira became silent. Recalling how he suddenly asked for a breakup from the man, for no reasonable reason.

“Not. At that time I thought you loved Alena. I just don't want to be a hindrance to you guys, for that I prefer to retreat.”

“A very precise decision. Because if at that time you do not retreat, I will not be able to meet the right woman, the one I love who is able to accept me as I am,” Miko replied in a landslide.

Jem!

Instantly, Hira felt something claustrophobic in her chest. “But Miko now I–”

“There will be no second, third and fourth chances for you Hira. Our relationship is purely a business relationship. If you intend to disturb my household. I would rather lose this cooperation project worth tens of millions, than I have to sacrifice my household,” said Miko as she glanced at the door, because Miranda had come. The man immediately symbolized his hand, giving his wife a code.

Miranda approached. “For work. Why tell me to come.”

Miko invited his wife to sit down. “It's done baby. Yesterday you said you were curious about Hira. So, I think you need to know her, baby. Perhaps it is the desire of our children,” said Miko while rubbing his wife's distended stomach.

Miranda chuckles. However, he held out his hand to Hira.

“Zahira, former... Em I mean your husband's business partner,” said Zahira.

“I Miranda. His wife Miko.” Miranda deliberately emphasized the word wife. Because he caught a sense of love in the eyes of the woman.

Miko's phone rang, because of the melodious music sound, making Miko pampit out to raise her call. Until now only Miranda and Zahira lived there.

“How old are you, Ms Miranda?” ask Hira.

Miranda frowned, feeling strange about her husband's ex-lover's question. “Why? Do you mean to ask for my date of birth, then will give me a gift on my birthday?” ask Miranda back to relax.

Hira grunts sebal. “Mbak knows. Me and Miko have an unforgettable memory, like–”

“Whatever your memories with my husband are still a past, which will slowly be forgotten. I don't care about it, everyone has a past, a lot of sweet or bad. For me for now is, I am Miko's future. No matter your presence, that's just part of my husband's past. I just wanted to say one thing to you.” Miranda paused her speech for a moment, looking at Hira casually. “Thank you for letting go of Miko, until we finally met, then dumped a household. And soon we will have little angels,” continued Miranda while rubbing her distended stomach.

Hira clenched both her hands under the table. “Sial!”

“So, stop intending to become an actor. Because I'm no match for you little boy. You're too early to fight me. Than you spend your time ensnaring people's husbands. You better take your time to improve yourself,” said Miranda. And again Hira felt cornered.

“Darling, sorry for long. Oh yes you have ordered food.” Miko's arrival relaxes the tension on that table.

Miranda shakes. “Honey, it looks like our children want to eat at the restaurant Papanya Alena deh.”

Miko frowned, not usually his wife was so spoiled. However, he did not want to ask too many questions, according to. “OK, we move to Uncle Roby.” restaurant

“Miko?” call Zahira.