Pura-Pura Jodoh
Between Qailula and Frans

After separating from her parents, Qailula swung her steps into the room used to decorate the bride. The girl was already impatient to see as beautiful as what the woman his adoptive Daddy was about to marry.

His thin lips kicked softly, accompanying his footsteps towards the room on the first floor. Qailula has been memorized anywhere where every room of the house is. In fact, the art that works there is already familiar with him, he often visits the house.

Arriving at the room used, Lula quickly pushed the door. Ironically, she saw the bride jump from the window. Lula looked panicked, she was at a loss as to what to do.

"Aante!" call Lula, try to prevent the bad intentions of the woman Daddy Frans was about to marry. Unfortunately, the woman remains on the run, leaving a burden for Lula, as she witnesses the woman's departure. There was no one there, and automatically .. there was no evidence to justify Lula not being involved in the bride's departure.

"Where's the bride?" MUA who had just entered the room while carrying a kebaya shirt asked Lula.

"Di—dia go!" lula's lips trembled violently, her hands pointing towards the window. "she ran away through the window," she explained, her mind in disarray, worried that the woman would blame her for the departure of the bride-to-be.

"What?! where could that be!" The MUA showed a face of shock, there were not five minutes he left Priscilla to take the kebaya that was about to be used for akad but the woman had run away. Nothing had happened before with the bride. "You know he was about to run away? why don't you stop!"

I prevented it but he's desperate to escape! lula said in her heart. He did not have the courage to defend himself.

The sound of footsteps approaching the room made Lula squeeze tightly the side of the dress she was wearing. His heart was pounding as the door of the room was already wide open.

Lula's head lowered deeply as the sound of Eyang Ano blaring filled the room. The woman who was no longer young was cursing at the guards who let her grandson-in-law run away.

"To-lol you all!" his words are full of emotion. The woman walked into the room holding on tightly to her cane.

"I thought this would happen!" eyang Ano said, he walked over to the dresser, where Lula was there. The old woman was no longer able to stand up straight, she took a seat on the bench that had been used for the bride.

Lula was relieved that Ano did not blame himself for Priscilla's departure. But this time, he could see the sadness that the old woman had shed.

"I'm going to die! but my grandson is not married!" his weakness hit the chest. It was obvious that the woman was in despair, discovering the reality that was happening right now.

A moment later, Eyang Ano's gaze seemed empty, staring straight at his reflection. The day ended when two people walked gracefully into the room.

Not much different from Lula, Frans and Ibn looked panicked after hearing the news that Priscilla fled on her wedding day.

As Lula turned to stare at Ano's eyes her expression looked different. His face turned angry, not like it was full of regrets.

"How many times has Eyang told you! don't marry that woman, but you're still wayward! Basic RANCID SANDALS! If it were like this, what would you do? Huh! You are old, already unable to maintain what should be yours!" the woman cursed the grandson, all Frans did was bow his head.

Eyang Ano did not like Priscilla. It took a long time for the woman to give her blessing to both of them.

"It's also not Frans's wish, Eyang .. I know he has a good reason why he chose to leave this show!" Frans was still defending Priscilla, no matter how much she stepped on her pride. It seems love has blinded Frans.

"It's so irresponsible!" said Eyang Ano blasting his emotions, beating Frans' head with a fan in hand.

Lula was only able to witness the debate between Eyang and his granddaughter. For now, he can see how fragile Daddy Frans is, losing his future wife, and maybe soon, he will have to give up his position to be handed over to the younger brother who was born of a stepmother.

"Company problem, maybe we can still think of a way out later. What about the guests out there? With the reception tonight? One could not imagine what kind of destruction our family would have in front of them. Everyone wants to die like this. Just shoot everybody!" yelled Eyang Ano, in an indistinct voice.

Lula was surprised to hear Ano's eye command, he looked up to persuade Eyang Ano not to do anything desperate. But his gaze was precisely met with his daddy's best friend.

Honestly he was fascinated when he saw more details of the groom's face. Her body looks perfect with a white coat wrapped around her body. His new haircut and moist look, further accentuating the charismatic side of the man. Lula's gaze was nailed to death by Frans, until his tongue was about to speak, suddenly confused. He was unable to think clearly at this moment.

"Frans will still be married, Eyang .." said Frans softly, his gaze did not move a bit from Lula, even for this second, the man was able to smile brightly.

"Which other woman will you marry?! you fool!" sumpul Eyang Ano, his patience is getting thinner.

Frans' eyes blinked repeatedly, as if beckoning Lula. "Frans will marry Lula!"

"No!" Lula refused Frans's request. In contrast to Eyang Ano who immediately smothered his mouth with his hands.

Lula realizes she is stupid, her IQ is so bad but she will not marry her own daddy best friend especially when she is only 19 years old. What his friends said later, when he found out he married a man aged twice plus one of his age

"Relena ...."

That soft-sounding call shook Lula's choice. He saw the pleading look Frans showed. In his mind was about to deny, but his heart could not bear to see the sadness in the man's eyes.

"Please ..." continued Frans accompanied by a clear look. Lula shook her head, refusing Frans' request. He really can't get through early marriage, his future is not necessarily the direction will be even more chaotic if he marries young.

"We'll talk to you for a second!" Frans was a little pushy, he pulled Lula's hand, taking the girl to a more private room.

"No, Dad! Lula is young, Lula doesn't want to get married!" reject Lula as they arrive at the walk in closet area in the room.

The silence made Lula worried even more, especially when Frans' hands were now on his side, making the face of the man who was looking down closer to him. "What do you know about marriage?!" frans asked, softly, he was playing a strategy to win Lula's heart.

That question left Lula speechless. Her net kept glancing annoyedly at Frans. "Consumption, having a baby! It's the world of marriage and I don't want my youth to vanish with things like that!"

Lula's answer made Frans' lips twitch. "Listen to Daddy carefully, Lula ..." Frans' index finger raised his little girl's chin. "First Daddy will set you free from Daddy Rainer's restraints, including ...."

"Dating?" cut Lula.

Frans nodded quickly, he would agree whatever Lula's request, as long as today could pass him well. "Fuck money! You can ask for anything you want. As long as you want to help Daddy today."

Lula pondered, she was rewinding her life. During this time his pocket money was abundant, from opa, Oma, grandparents all gave him pocket money. Unfortunately, it wasn't him who managed it, his entire money was controlled by Rainer's father. He was only given lunch plus a hundred thousand snacks per day, which he thought was less to treat his friends.

"One million a day?" ask Lula, she got into Frans' trap. The man knew Lula's weakness.

"Can."

"Oh, no, that's too little!" Lula re-think her needs, she will help children more on the side of the road, if you have a lot of money. Nor would he steal the ingredients to make a cake in his Oma bakery. Isn't that fun? surely mother would be proud of him if he succeeds without bothering her! thought Lula.

"Lula wants five million a day" said Lula, after careful thought.

"Okay, Daddy's gonna give you five million a day!" frans without thinking.

"Promise?!" Lula looked so happy, the girl did not understand about the wedding vows that would bind her.

"Yes, promise!"

Lula grabs Frans' hand, giving the man a deal sign. "Wait on! Wait ... but until when will Lula get married to Daddy?"

"Until ka—pan?" Frans said slowly, he himself did not know when to end this stupid marriage he was planning. He tried to take a deep breath. "Until Daddy .. felt it was enough to end it."

"Oh, no! let Lula decide! six months, until I graduate High School!"

Frans closed his eyes tightly, then nodded slowly. Before his hand was released, the man again tightened his grip on Lula's palm.

"Lula, marriage isn't about bodily relationships. Remember, fine, even though Daddy is paying you to work freelance, Daddy promises not to touch you even though we are halal! You will give it all to the man you love. Understood?"

How can Frans have sex with a girl who is like her own child. As a baby, she took part in Lula's diaper, but when she grew up she did that to Lula. NO, he won't until the heart does that. He would only marry Lula on paper. He will still keep the girl as the son of his best friend.

After the short deal happened. Frans brought Lula back to face Eyang Ano. From a distance the woman looks gloomy, maybe thinking about the fate of Frans who never married when he was almost close to the head of four.

"Ibn, ask MUA to come in to court Lula!" frans' orders to his secretary.