Pura-Pura Jodoh
Refusal

Said I was willing to resonate in Lula's bloodstream, coaxing her to help Priscilla who was in severe pain. The woman is the same. Both need help from him, Lula had thought to do what they wanted.

However, when reviewing the request, Lula could not imagine; how sad the father and mother would be when they knew the real facts. Moreover, if you know his son sacrificed so far. Sacrificing his happiness for Daddy and his love. How angry are you going with Daddy?!

Not to mention, when the baby was born! Will she ever leave her baby to Priscilla? Isn't that cruel?! Lula felt unable to imagine the treatment of a stepmother figure who cared for her stepson.

“Lula! Come ride me drive you home!” Persuade Levin who caught up with Lula using his motorbike.

“No, thank you.”

Levin never gave up, he still went forward his bike slowly accompanied the Lula motorbike. “I'm not forcing you to agree with me! All decisions are on you, Lula ... I'll support you whatever it is. You can trust me!” persuade Levin.

Lula immediately stopped his steps that were walking down the sidewalk. For a moment I looked at Levin's eyes hiding in a helmet.

“I'm going to Daddy.”'s office Lula took a deep breath. “I need advice from him. I was confused what to do! I don't want to take any more wrong steps. Fear if I directly obey you my life is even more ruined.”

“Are you going to tell this secret to Frans?” levin asked, still not believing that Lula would betray her own promise.

“Yes, he's my husband. He deserves to know!”

“Already expected, that's why I've been so anxious to hide from you, but too late, you already know everything.” Levin is upset, sorry for telling Lula about the secret she kept. Levin didn't give Lula a ride, he just left. No matter what Lula will be home for now.

Lula again took a seat on the sidewalk, using a flag cast to sit, his fingers busy touching the phone screen to order an online motorcycle taxi. I hope I won't wait long because I'm tired.

Ten minutes later, Lula was on the bike. The purpose of the motorbike was to Frans' office which happened to be not far from its current location.

Lula looks at the clock on the wrist. Still at 3pm, he believes Frans is still behind his desk. Lula intended to go straight to the floor, where her husband was busying himself. Unfortunately a female employee tried to stop her steps.

“Sorry, Dik Lula ... What's up, huh? As far as I know sir Rainer did not come today.”

They did not know that Lula was now the wife of Frans Agung Pagara. Therefore, Lula chose to give up. He smiled wryly, as he approached the guest table.

“Note Daddy, daughter of her most beautiful best friend wants to meet.” Lula said confidently, making the woman behind the table smile, praising the confidence Lula had in her.

“But, Mbak ... Mr. Frans was having a guest.” the woman said in a sorry tone. "Sit down first! wait until Mr Frans is done!" his ray while pointing towards the soft sofa located not far from them.

“Tell him like that! She can't possibly resist my charm!” lula said, forgetting if there had not been an hour ago, she sobbed knowing Elkan was cheating. Now she can joke with her husband's employees.

The woman let out a rough breath, one hand reaching for the phone to contact the superior.

“Can you connect with Father?" the woman spoke to the assistant who is now picking up the phone. Until not long later a soft greeting was heard from the end of the call.

"Is anything important? don't you understand if this is my important meeting with a client?"

The woman glanced at Lula. "Mr ... I'm sorry this is Mr. Rainer's daughter, wanting to see you. Can he climb to the top?”

“You sure? Lula coming?!”

“Iya, Sir! This dik Lula is in front of me.”

“Turn him into my room! Don't forget to escort him to the top!”

“Good, Sir.” The woman hung up the phone, looked at Lula, then smiled brightly. “Padahal sir Frans is having an important guest, loh!” goda. “Later inside don't mess up huh, Dik!” message the woman.

Said the troublemaker as if surrounding Lula's head. His presence has always been considered a troublemaker for everyone around him. “Iya. Just be safe, Ma'am,” reply Lula while following the steps of the officer.

The two of them walked into the elevator, passed through the meeting room, then stopped in front of the main director's room door. Lula waited for the officer to open the door for her.

Actually, Lula could have done it herself, but the woman's body was blocking her. It was as if he was going to ruin Frans' meeting with his client.

“Please enter! Sit down, Dik!” his orders led Lula to sit at her superior's desk.

“Thank you,” Lula, glancing at the sofa, where Frans was chatting with his client.

A cold gust of Ac hit Lula's face, as if cradling Lula in tranquility. The sound of a pair of human chatter was like a sleep deliveryman for Lula. It doesn't matter if the position is sitting right now. Seizing the eyes is the right solution to kill time that feels so long. Slowly Lula fell asleep, leaving for a moment her life problems.

Seconds by second passed, the orange rays began to lean toward the west end. Frans, who had just finished his meeting, approached Lula.

Village-han a rough breath came out from her lips as she saw Lula slumbering on the table. She thought, why didn't Lula move into the room? There was a loose place that could be used for sleeping. If you sleep in this position, of course, his body will hurt all.

Frans slowly bent over, removing the hair that covered part of Lula's face. His breathing was still regular, the girl looked so deep. Frans brought his lips close to Lula's. Blowing air tried to wake Lula up.

However, Lula who was in the dreamland did not respond at all. Frans laughed at Lula's attitude. He also did not lose the idea to wake Lula up.

“Your payment this Week has been Daddy transfer!” Frans whispered beside Lula's ear. And sure enough, it managed to make Lula open her eyes. He was immediately aghast, rubbing his eyes, while focusing his gaze towards Frans.

“Ud—dah done, Dad?!” asked Lula, looking for the figure of the woman who was sitting opposite Frans. "So, what did Daddy say? have I transferred my salary?" asked Lula, making sure she didn't hear wrong.

"Based on his son Rainer gini very gini! duitan's eye!" frans' taunts, accompanied by a small ruckus. “You go home now or have dinner first?”

Lula shook her head, a look of sadness still lingering on her face. Lula tried to draw her consciousness. Recalling the events before he fell asleep.

"What is the sudden tumben coming without giving word? he said he wanted to go home with Zola?!"

Yes, this morning Lula told me that she was going to school with Zola. All asking for souvenirs from Bandung.

Lula looked up to dive into the window of her husband's heart, marking Frans' black eyes. “Do Daddy want to have a baby with me?”

Frans retorted more sharply at Lula's gaze, her forehead wrinkled deeply. He was amazed by the question his wife asked.

“Dad, answer dong!? Even daydreaming!” lula protested, she did not like Frans' current attitude, silent with the cornea of the eye felt like falling.

“What's wrong with you? You have a fever?” Frans put the back of his hand over Lula's forehead. “Not really, actually!” Frans said softly.

Lula mende-sah rough. “Who also wants his offspring like Lula.” Amused laugh. “Every man definitely wants a good seedling to get the best offspring.” Lula was sure Frans would not approve of her wish.

“Daddy won't, because you're Rainer's son. Not because of your condition! You're a good girl, Lula! you deserve a man you really love, who can make you happy, and certainly not Daddy, where you might fall in love with Daddy who is your father's age." Frans laughed at his own words. "Remember yes, first ... Daddy's coming with you, changing your diaper, sleeping with you, carrying around when your dad and your mom are having exams. From baby to Segede now, it doesn't feel ethical if we until we have children.”

Lula let out a rough breath, it seemed like she could not do what Levin wanted. He'd better ask the guy to find another girl. The same age as that man. And certainly not himself.

Lula smiled brightly, then hugged Frans' waist that was so close to her. Frans who was higher up patted Lula's shoulders gently, like a father who calmed her daughter down. "So if you can be a successful woman, Daddy will be proud! just like your father and mother!"

Lula looked up, then rubbed her stomach. “I'm hungry, Dad!” he complains with a spoiled voice.

“You had dinner with Daddy?”

“Mau!” suhut Lula fast. “But don't pizza, Lula is still eating pizza. Last week Lula was bribed pizza and kept the same father Rainer.”

“Okay, but ..” Frans drew Lula's hand, asking his wife to stand up. “Mandi first, dress up beautiful. It's a special dinner, same as Eyang Ano.” Lying, Frans deliberately lied to Lula.

"Beautiful? what kind of beautiful standard is Daddy? should it be like Aunt Cecil? wearing sexy clothes? The telethapis is big?"

"Don't call him anymore! the hunt for hunger!" Frans reminded.

"Yes, yes! got a really nice husband!" Lula walked away from her man.

"Beauty the Lula version only, so yourself, Daddy doesn't like fakes!" frans shouted, reminding. After seeing Lula enter the room, Frans begins to busy the restaurant reservation for his special dinner with Lula.

"Does anything affect her, can she talk about the baby?" Frans smiled amusedly, the shadow of having a baby suddenly flashed across his head. "The thing is, who should I get pregnant with? time is Lula?!" Frans monologues himself, while waiting for Lula to come out of the room.