Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
Radit's Reason

Rania stood up and stroked her protruding belly, smiling widely. "Alhamdulillaah, relief.. After a few days I didn't poop" she said.

After finishing defecating, Rania immediately came out to return to meet her brother who had not had time to ask her current condition. But by the time he got out, his father was there too.

"Dad is here too?" Rania again closed the toilet door in Radit's room.

"Yes, Rania. Here!" mr. Burhan spread his arms, preparing to hug his daughter who was walking towards him.

"You're getting better, son?" mr. Burhan rubbed Rania's soft hair.

"Alhamdulillaah, Rania has improved, father," replied Rania when the embrace was released.

"Thank God, I was worried about you yesterday too, son. Father also would not have the heart if anyone dared to hurt father's daughter," Mr. Burhan expressed his anxiety.

"Yes, dad. Pardon Rania, for making father and the others anxious!"

"No, son. It's not your fault, who would dare to hurt you? Father became curious," the question of Mr. Brahma again he threw because he had not yet got an answer to who did evil to his daughter.

"Eum.." Rania glanced at Bagas who shook his head to code her. "It's dad, the important thing is that they've got the punishment they deserve. Nad's brother didn't come here?" Rania looks for Nadira who is not there.

"Your brother will have to work every morning, so I do not allow you to accompany your brother here. He has to rest" replied Burhan. He looked at his daughter with a happy face, because Rania and her womb were fine. Bu Sari who witnessed a rare sight like this was also happy, because it felt like Mr. Burhan had never been this deaf to Rania.

"Oh yeah, bang Radit how's the story, how did you get into an accident like this?" Rania stepped closer to her brother's patient bed, she almost forgot her main purpose of coming there.

Radit let out a long breath, then exhaled. "The whole story, Rania. But alhamdulillaah, God still gives your brother a chance to live" he said.

"Yes, bang. Patient brother, yes. Hopefully soon improve as well," said Rania concerned.

Radit grabbed Rania's hand. He looked at his sister. "Thank you, Rania. You have come, but all this time my brother has always troubled you. I'm sorry for you, Rania!"

"It's okay, bang. After all, this brother is Rania's only brother," Rania gave Radit a smile.

"Rania, but your brother's fault is many. Forgive your brother, yes. If you were forced to drop out of school just because you asked to borrow money from Bagas, your husband now. You know, back then, before you could be this happy with him. You must have suffered a lot, you must have been very depressed, but you have no other choice for the sake of mother's recovery." Radit said.

"Maybe many people are wondering, why did you choose to borrow money from Bagas, and make you his guarantee? There was Nadira, who graduated from school. That's because brother is actually jealous of you, Rania. Because mom always spoils you in appeal to Nadira let alone brother. So when you are sick, you have to sacrifice yourself for your mother. Forgive me, yes!" add the man with regret.

Radit wiped away the tears that had almost fallen from his eyes. Rania has shed a lot of tears since. Ms. Sari, Mr. Burhan and Bagas again feel guilty too if they remember the incident first.

"It's okay, bang. Rania has forgotten that, because Rania is very lucky to have her husband as good as Bagas, thanks to the Radit bang."

"That's all because of mom, huh? Because mom was sick at that time, so Rania had to endure all this?" sahut bu Sari, feeling very guilty.

"No, ma. Maybe everything should be like this. Most importantly now, there is nothing we need to discuss anymore. Forgetit! Rania is lucky, married to a man who loves Rania so much. Isn't that right, baby?" Rania turned to Bagas who had lowered his face.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" at once the Bagas daydream was spoiled, even he did not realize that he had just daydreamed.

"No, I'm okay," he answered nervously, Bagas still confused whether he should tell Rania that he had been evil in the past. If not, how could they hear it one day from someone else?

"Son, Bagas. What's up?" bu Sari rubbed her daughter-in-law's arm, not usually Bagas like that.

"Ep.. Actually was... Actually I also want to apologize to my mother, my father, and everyone here, especially Rania," said Bagas with slightly trembling lips, but he had to explain all this.

Rania frowned. "I'm sorry? Apologize for what?"

Ms. Sari, Mr. Burhan and Radit were also curious, why Bagas suddenly apologized and looked like he was hiding something.

"I'm sorry, because I'm not as good as Mom, and I think. Actually I married Rania for my personal benefit?"

"What do you mean by Bagas?"

"At that time, Papa asked me to get married immediately, so that all of Papa's possessions were immediately given to me. It just so happened that Rania came to borrow money, and I used it."

"Initially I didn't love your daughter, I even hated her. I have made your daughter suffer. But as time went on, the mother present gave me something I had never gotten before," Bagas wiped away the tears that started to bathe his eyes.

"I get affection from my mother, which I haven't felt since I was a child. At that time, Rania also gave the same affection, the affection that I missed from almh. Mamma. And finally, slowly I was able to open my heart to her. Even I can love Rania with all my heart, and I don't want to lose her," Rania hugged Bagas, to strengthen her fragile heart.

"Mom, dad, I'm sorry, right?" Bagas looked at the two mertunya, deep.

Bu Sari nodded, actually he was a little hit with Bagas honesty all along. But he thought everything was over, and rightly said Rania, there was nothing to discuss anymore.

"Yes, kid. I'm sorry about you, "sari's voice sounds bad, she hugs her daughter-in-law lovingly like she loves her own biological child.

Now everything is clear, the reason Radit made Rania as a guarantee at that time. Now they have forgiven each other too, pray that they are not like Arsilla. The good thing is to pretend. .

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