The Charm of Love Amartha
Make Me Second
The woman sat down and waved her hand at a waiter to order her favorite tiramissu drinks and cakes. Satya looked at Ivanka oenuh tanya, the beautiful woman just clamped her hair back with her long hair dangling at the front. His appearance was completely different, he appeared with straight and silky hair like silk.
"So your assistant was sick and Firlan was driving her to the hospital" Satya said.
"really? sorry to bother, she is often sick like that," said Ivanka pretending to be surprised, maybe this is a trick launched by her assistant, thought Ivanka. The woman hid a grin on her face.
"No problem" said Satya flat.
Not long after the order arrived. Satya immediately sipped her cappuccino. Then he put the cup on the table again.
"Try this, this tiramissu cake..." Ivanka offered him a cake, but Satya shook her head slowly.
"For you, Miss. I had breakfast at home," Satya refused the delicate, one mouthful of cake proffered to her. Ivanka was disappointed Satya refused a bribe from him, but the woman tried not to show her disappointed face.
"So, what Miss wanted to talk about, I guess yesterday our conversation was very clear," Satya was straight at the heart of the conversation, he also still has a lot of work in the office especially yesterday he did not have time to come there.
"You're in too much of a hurry Mr. Satya" Ivanka softly said. He rubbed a small spoon of tiramisu cake into his mouth, and wiped the corners of his lips with a tissue.
"You'll regret it if you don't try it" the woman continued, then she sipped her coffee latte.
"No, thank you" said Satya
"Well, actually I'd like to ask for your help, Mr. Satya. Think of it like a doctor and a patient" Ivanka looked into the eyes of her interlocutor.
"I don't understand the direction of your conversation, Miss..." Satya scrunched her forehead.
"You remember when we met in the hospital a few years ago? at that time I ran away from home to avoid an arranged marriage with a man who was 6 years above my age at that time," Ivanka explained why she had run away from home and ended up with injuries, and it just so happens that the doctor who treated her is Satya. Satya also paid for all of Ivanka's medical expenses, as the woman did not carry an identity card, let alone money. The next day, the woman disappeared.
"Then? why are you back?" asked Satya who had seen the watch in her hand several times.
"Because papa said at the time that she would cancel the match as long as I went home," Ivanka explained, Satya was trying to understand
"And now papa's forcing me back to accept that matchmaking, honestly age is not a problem. But I don't love her" Ivanka continued. Satya doesn't understand what Ivanka's talking about, isn't this too much privacy?
"My father had a heart attack, he insisted on seeing me get married. She was afraid that her age would not be long, she thought whenever the angel of death could come to pick her up." said the woman again, she did not let go of her gaze from a handsome man with a firm jaw.
"What does this have to do with me?" Satya pointed at herself.
"Watch this I ask you for help, and in return you may ask anything from me" Ivanka said with a hopeful look.
"I really don't understand" Satya said, confirming his suit.
"I told papa, I don't want to be betrothed because I already have a lover, and I'm going to marry her." Ivanka explained, tears welled up in the corner of her eyes.
"Good then, you can get married. Then what's the problem?" satya asked, eager to hear the core of the woman's problem.
"The thing is I said the man is you." - Ivanka, Satya straightened her up.
"I know it's wrong, but I have no choice" Ivanka said, tears breaking. Satya scooped her face rough hearing Ivanka's words.
"I'm married, and soon I'll have a child" Satya said with a sharp look, revealing her wedding ring on her ring finger
"Wedding is not for toys, Ivanka! And I think you know that!" satya. The man tried to catch his breath, trying to hold his emotions as much as possible.
"Yes yes, I know. But I beg you, this time help me, at least you just need to marry me, I won't bother your family, I promise." Ivanka's remark made Satya even more furious.
"What's? I never even thought about getting married twice, Ivanka!" satya said firmly.
"You're crazy!" satya continued, who looked at Ivanka who was now sobbing.
"Shut up, Ivanka. Remove those tears" said Satya coldly. Some people looked at the two, thinking they were lovers in a row.
"Make me second, I won't ask for more, I promise I won't ask for more" Ivanka said, wiping tears from her cheeks.
"You're young, get rid of your crazy idea. I appreciate you as a business partner, nothing more" said Satya trying to ease the emotions that actually wanted to explode, but he held it as hard as possible. If he said rudely, it would not solve the problem. He should cool his head.
"We can get married without your wife's knowledge" Ivanka said shamelessly.
"You can find another man to do that" Satya refused.
"No. I can't, I just want you because you're a good man, and I love you, Satya! even long ago, when you helped me and took care of my wounds, and now God reunited me with you" said Ivanka, who now expresses feelings she has harbored for years
"I'm just doing my job as a doctor, nothing more Ivanka. You misinterpreted what I was doing back then," Satya said flatly
"You're not a kid who settles with lies, Ivanka. Lies will only hurt those around us" continued Satya who rejected what Ivanka planned.
"I won't ask for more from you, Mom. I just want status in front of my parents, that I'm married" Ivanka said. Satya pinched the base of her nose, she felt dizzy hearing Ivanka who kept insisting she wanted to marry him.
"You're crazy Ivanka!" satya.
While elsewhere there is a wife who is so agitated when her husband leaves her at home. The woman stroked her stomach, the anxiety was getting worse. He looked at the wedding photo on the wall of his room.
"Why, Dek? mom's heart doesn't taste very good. I hope nothing happens to you" Amartha spoke to the baby in her womb. He gently stroked his large stomach.
"Do we try Dad's phone?" say Amartha again.
Amartha put the phone on her right ear.
"Hello? Mas?" amartha said as her call connected. But for a moment he heard a woman's cry.
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