Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir

Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
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Today Rania's cravings were fulfilled again, she felt very relieved and happy. Although Frans' secretary was the victim of child abuse, hehe. It makes time go faster than usual. Just feel.


Today her online business is moving to a shophouse owned by her husband's business across the street. Not far from the previous shop. He has also called the owner of the old shop, not to extend the rental contract of the shop.


"This one keeps it here!" Rania asked the waiter to place the goods to the place he pointed, the waiter was crowded with luggage.


"And that one, just put it there!" rania's word to one of her employees again.


"Rey.." called Rania half-screaming, making Reyhan who was talking to the clerk turn to her. "Here!" Rania waved her hand calling out to him. Reyhan nodded and walked up to him.


"What's up, Rania?" he asked when he stood in front of Rania.


"So, how? Have you got a new employee who wants to work here?"


"There was. But only two people, still less, right? If I need more, I can find it again!" Reyhan.


"Add one more person, huh. But men, yes! Let's replace you if you don't come in" Pinta Rania.


"Yes, ready. Are you sure three people are enough? Plus, don't you?" ask Reyhan to make sure.


Rania shook her head hard. "No, no. It seems like three people are enough!"


"Yes already. When can they work?" ask Reyhan.


"May start working. You call them again, yeah! Sorry if I always bother you!" rania felt bad.


"It's okay, Rania. Instead I'm happy to be bothered, just like you!"


"You mean?" Rania doesn't understand.


"Yes who knows you can give me more bonuses, hehe!" kilah Reyhan, kidding.


"Haha.. what the hell," Rania laughed instead, glad that Reyhan could finally get back to joking with her.


"You rest there! You can't cape-cape, you're pregnant!" said Reyhan anxious, fearing anything happened with the content of Rania.


"Yes, Rey. I'll go upstairs first, yeah! Coincidentally, I finished upstairs first. Intentionally, get me some rest!" pamit Rania before she finally left Reyhan's presence.


"Yes, Rania. Happy resting!"


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By the end of the day, the transfer was almost complete. But lunch hour has arrived, while it must be delayed first. Bagas business project shophouse seems to have been occupied seventy-five percent by other entrepreneurs. Not yet fully occupied. So, if you are interested to participate in occupying the largest and longest shophouse in Indonesia owned by Bagas business, huhu! We're going there now. Hehe.


That afternoon, Diva invited Rania to lunch at her subscription rice field which was not far from there. Diva also had time to invite Reyhan, but you can guess yourself that Reyhan will not come. He chose to eat somewhere else, in the usual place he had lunch.


"Enak is also, yes, food here," Rania said as she chewed her food.


"Yes, dong. That's why I subscribe here, cheaper than the others too!" said Diva, save the rich base he said. Who knows if you could be as rich as Rania. Uh, the rich one is her husband or not her Rania.


Rania scoops her last bribe. He eats so well. "Mom, ask for one more serving, yeah!" Rania raised her hand ordering food again.


"Emang you've never eaten here, Rania?" Diva also scoops her last bribe.


Rania received one more serving of food from her vending mother, and thanked her. "No, Va. Usually I eat over there with Rey, "he replied with a passion to eat the food again. His spirit instantly faded, as he had to silence his mouth tightly when saying Reyhan's name in front of the Diva. He did not want the Diva to misunderstand.


"It's okay, Rania!" said Diva smiled bitterly.


"But I have absolutely no intention of -"


"Udahlah, Rania. Nothing, really," said Diva, she lowered her face. Look at his fingers under the table.


"Va, what's wrong with you?" rania asked softly, he chose to postpone his meal, but he had just had the spirit of four five to eat it again. Somehow susana immediately turned into silence, but there were many people in droves who were ready to invade the cheap but delicious rice field.


"I give up, Rania," he said softly, but could be heard clearly.


"You mean?" Rania really failed to understand.


"I gave up on Reyhan's love."


"Why?" Rania looked at her friend full of disappointment, why did the Diva become like this. At first he was so aggressive as to get Reyhan's love.


"I'm tired, Rania. I'm tired of having to fight alone. I'm tired of chasing people who keep running without them looking back. I'm tired of fighting for people who don't want to be mine. Now I realize, love is about letting go. Love is about giving. Not all love gets a reply. From now on, from this moment on. I stopped doing it all, not because I no longer loved her. But because I was tired." said Diva, she could no longer hold back her tears that forced it to flow down her soft cheeks.


Rania as a person who had been in such a position, even worse than that was swept away in the sadness that Diva felt today. Even though he was not fighting for the love of a tyrant, he was fighting for his pride. He knows very well how to be in such a position. Until he shed his tears.


"Va, why don't you try to do it? Who knew Reyhan would be destroyed? It all takes time, Va. You will be wasting your own struggle if you give up! Hard stones can be perforated if constantly dripping water, Va?" rania advises, trying to restore the spirit of her friend.


"But the problem is, Reyhan is not a stone that does not want to be dripin, Rania. I'm cape, Rania. I think I'm wasting my time on all this. I'm ahead, Rania." The Diva left Rania, wiping her tears on the floor.


"Pity you, Va. I'll try to help you. I'll talk to Rey, later!" he murmured, while wiping the former tears that had flowed.


Rania also went from there, but only two steps he walked, the mother of the rice seller stopped him.


"Sorry, madam. The food has not been paid, all the same. He hasn't paid yet!"


Rania. Huh huh?


Oh my God, Diva. Sad, very sad. But don't forget to pay for food too, times. Huuu...


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