Hello My Love

"I'll sleep on the sofa. You can still sleep there."

Jehan's body tensed, the first night she was dreamed of must to run aground. Even, her husband she just married this morning chose to stay away from her. She could only look down while twisting the end of the nightgown she was wearing, choosing to sit on the edge of the bed in the hope that they could sleep together tonight. 

"But my bed is very spacious for both of us, Arya. I have asked the maids to decorate this room very beautifully. Even the roses and candles are still burning."

Is there something wrong? If so, you can tell me. But don't walk away. I love you so much. "

Jehan's round eyes looked at Arya.

Arya looked at the woman who was legally his wife. The biggest regret in his life is accepting an offer from his mother to marry Jehan Almira, a woman who has an ugly face. It really made Arya reluctant to stare at that face for too long.

The shade of the conversation between he and his mother had a few days ago always lingered in his mind.

"Dirgantara Group needs the leader. Arya, I will not always be able to handle everything on my own.You are the only child that your mother has. You must get married! Or else I will not give you all the inheritance! "

Arya Dirgantara, 25-year-old man, jumped in surprise. For the umpteenth time, the discussion about marriage left his mood completely shattered.

"Clara still wants to focus on her career as a model, Mom. After all, I'm only 25 years old. Why do you always want me to get married sooner?"

Hanum looked at her son's face seriously. Hearing Arya mention Clara's name always made her blood boil. She always couldn't understand why his child could be infatuated with this woman. even though there are so many beautiful and perfect woman than her.

"Clara, Clara. Clara. I'm telling you for the umpteenth time that I don't approve your relationship with her! She's a materialistic, Arya! All of she cares about is her career and money."

"Or..."

Hanum stopped her speech for a moment. Her eyes immediately focused on the family picture where Arya and a girl were hugging.

"How about Jehan? She's funny, sweet, and I also know her family background very well. She's your childhood friend, Arya. I'm going to set you up with her, like it or not! She'll be your wife."

"Jehan?"

Arya quickly shook his head. Hearing Jehan's name was mentioned made his body shudder. The woman with a face full of pimples and who was very ugly made him really dislike it. Even though he knew that Jehan had loved him for a long time.

"I don't want to!"

"If you don't want to, I'll write your name off the Dirgantara family card. Please leave the house without bring anything related to my wealthy. "

"Mom..." Arya ruffled his hair in frustration. This is crazy. It was really crazy to even think of them getting married. It made Arya feel like he was going to faint.

For anything else, Arya really hates Jehan.

*

Arya was forced to agree to her mother's request, and then the marriage proposal began. For Jehan, a dream of marrying the prince of her dreams is an impossibility.

"Our purpose and intention in this situation is to ask Jehan to marry with Arya, our son, Vin. Arya is far too old to get married."

Jehan, who was only focused on her beautiful nails, was immediately taken aback. She even asked the maid to stop feeding her and also massaging her.

"Is that true, Aunt Hanum? Arya wants to porpose me."

Seeing her enthusiastic and delighted daughter makes Vino, as her father, happy. He even knows that Jehan has loved Arya since childhood. He is also aware that Arya must have a girlfriend and Jehan is not the type of woman he makes his wife.

"If Jehan wants, then? Isn't it true that Jehan frequently declared her desire to wed the prince of her dreams? The prince of her dreams has now arrived to ask Jehan to marry him."

"Are you ready, honey?"

Jean nodded her head.

"Yes! I'd like to marry Arya.Yey, I finally married the prince of my dreams. Arya Dirgantara. I will be the wife of Arya Dirgantara." Jehan shouted, who immediately stood up and hugged Vino tightly.

Every hour, every minute, every second was like hell for Arya. There was no expression of happiness on his face of the wedding guests.

"Make me look beautiful like a royal princess, and I will marry my prince."

Arya smiled sarcastically hearing Jehan, who said to the make-up artist, There is a lot of make-up here.