Married to a Proud Man
Chapter 5

After from the prasari room going to the back garden with the night wind, he only thought of his master who was increasingly becoming a justification for all means to get his treasure.

"excuse me madam" said Raras who was walking towards the door of his room.

"ras...i want to talk" Sari who invites raras to talk alone in the back garden.

"the guy told you, he's gonna marry you?". Ask Sari who she actually knows the plan.

"yes, the lady" raras replied in his confusion, which in his heart he was tempted to answer because of his mother's anger earlier.

sari who heard the raras answer just smiled wryly, thinking about what would be done pras after they got married later.

Not long they chat came kiky who told in the room know boby came.

"mistress in front is boby sir" said kiky who then he went to make coffee for boby.

sari also went to the living room to meet boby there was already pras audah sitting in his wheelchair, they were cool to chat.

"hay sari how have we not seen each other for a long time?" greet boby with a friendly smile.

"well, what about you bob, it seems like you've been so busy lately that you've never come to this house again" said the sari with a friendly smile.

"i heard pras had proposed to a woman and she was getting married this close" asked boby.

Pras who was shocked to hear that he thought he knew where boby was from with the news

"yes om, but we do not want a big party just simple" said Pras who panicked and confused fear his plan was dismantled boby.

"who was that woman, from what circle of her parents were businessmen?" boby's question that makes pras maskin confused answer it.

On the day of the pras where maybe he said his future wife was only as a nurse who takes care of him now and only graduates from High School alone, the pras with a wry smile was immediately diverted discussion

"when do I get back to the US?" pras asked him not to be asked again, Boby even though he was just a lawyer he had considered like his own om.

"the next day was probably pras, because no lily accompanied him after the aunt died first" said boby, lili was a boby child she was a very beautiful child, she was a very beautiful child,pras used to be almost in a match with lilies but they refused.

After they had talked boby left, and pras called raras to ask the answer he said yesterday.

"raras.raras" called pras who was in the living room alone.

"iya tuu..pras" raras who came from the direction of the kitchen also approached pras who was sitting in his wheelchair.

"how did you answer the race I asked you yesterday?" pras asked with hopeful answers.

"mmmmm........"

Raras confusedly replied he was still thinking of a yes mother who did not approve of her son marrying pras.

"sorry pras..."tandas raras as he shed his confused tears replied, raras is indeed fascinated with pras, pras,a handsome man with a thin sideburn and rich anyway but that is not the reason he defies to his mother.

Naturally pras who immediately turned anxious not anxious because he was rejected, but worried that his plan did not go as it should.

"race answers race.......?!" exclaimed pras who was holding the hand of the raras who was sitting on the edge of the sofa.

raras who still blm can answer was just silent and lowered his head did not dare to see the face of pras full of hope.

"if you can't answer it now it's okay, I'm still waiting for an answer from your race" pras's pinta with a full face pleading.

Raras also went to his room in the back near the park while crying, the raras that stopped on the back garden bench sat down crying.

the morning after the raras prepared breakfast for the master and his mistress he called his mother back.

Tuttts....

Tuttts....

From the end of the phone there was the sound of mother raras.

"what's the morning race you call mom?"ask mom with a still slightly angry tone.

"bu.bu.pras already asked raras bu's answer" raras while nervously holding back his cries.

"do you still want to be with Pras?"mother with full of anger.

"please marry pras I let you but I won't be able to approve you" raras' mother was already very angry, and closed the phone earlier.

Tutt............

tutts..............

raras just silence and shed tears with the words of his mother earlier, he did not approve of him if married to pras.

Pras came from his room while pushing his wheelchair, seeing raras crying in the kitchen pras approaching raras.

"what race are you crying about?"pras asked who was confused by the feeling of raras now.

"my mother also blesses us to get married but mother allows us to marry" said raras who cried.

pras who he was two-faced also paid attention to raras.

in his heart pras was happy "basic stupid woman would you just fall into my trap" while smiling cynically.

"we got married in 3 weeks how?" pras who wants to rush to get married with raras he thinks the sooner he gets married, the sooner he gets an inheritance.

Raras who just silently lowered his head with his tears still falling on his cheeks.

Pras attitude at that time was very different pras who usually angry, yelling and yelling at this time pras became a male figure of concern, dear to raras.

"tomorrow we prepare for our wedding" pras said, wiping away tears with his burly finger.

Raras simply nodded his pras invitation to prepare for their wedding.

soon they talked sari coming to the dining room

"what kind of breakfast have you had?" tanya sari who disperse the warmth of pras and raras.

Pras and raras turned to look at the voice was the tangyta who spoke earlier.

"maaff madam.." raras who wanted to leave immediately from the place was detained by pras.

"eating with me, you can my future wife eat at this table from now on" pras who held raras' hand.

"but prass.." raras who felt inappropriate to eat at the dining table was fancy to go but was held back by his pras hands, a raras who could not do anything, he said,he just nodded his head

"what do you want to eat?"pras asked gently and attentively at the dining table, Sari could only smile looking at the pras who was attentive to raras.

"don't pras let me take it myself" an uncomfortable raras was there afraid that the other maid would sneer at him.