Miss Crazy Rich's Contract Husband
The girl he stayed with left
On the other hand,
Soekarno Hatta Airport,
Indoneszian.
A girl is seen dragging her pink domineering suitcase, a pretty face with her level legs. Black glasses framed the eyes of the owner. He walked hurriedly with mixed feelings of being one, his heart was currently not fine.
It all began in the last months, when news broke and spread, when the broadcast on television broke out uncontrollably. She was crying hysterically alone, in a distant place in solitude. Hoping to get back as soon as possible and asking for a clarification, asking for an explanation from someone she expected morning, noon and night. But he tried to hold everything back, he held it back and managed to finish his whole affair and get to work where he never wanted to.
Her dreams are shattered when she finds out the person she hopes to leave her without any words of explanation.
"Miss." One voice sounded to break the situation.
The girl turned her head, looking at a man who was picking her up. He used to hope that the one standing before him was not his family driver but someone who had once filled his life.
The eyeballs behind the girl's large black glasses look glazed over, she hands her suitcase to the man waiting for her arrival.
"Mother and father are in front, want to go home or stop by to eat?" The man asked again, he looked at his lady who had changed a lot.
The girl is getting older and beautiful, no longer the girl in high school uniform who is not good at taking care of herself. The body is white and clean with a fairly porposional height. Which man would not be interested and fall in love with her?, a friendly face behind her kind and subtle nature.
Too inversely proportional to the mother of the girl, who is so arrogant and geeky, arrogant and haughty as if they are rich and will not collapse to 7 derivatives.
Years of not returning to education clearly changed the girl in her level of beauty and appearance, like a professional model with a fairly polite dress.
"Good non." the driver nodded his head in understanding, he dragged the pink suitcase that had moved into his hand slowly towards the front walking ahead of the girl behind him in silence.
The girl followed the steps, in a feeling that sort of turned into one, she moved towards the front, let yourself step towards the car that picked her up where she said she was the person she loved waiting for her there.
"Oh baby." In front of a middle-aged woman more welcoming her happy, so proud when seeing the success of her daughter who successfully graduated with the best grades and went into a big well-known company to work.
Before the woman hugged her, a beak man hugged the girl first, he kissed the top of the girl's head while saying.
"You're going straight home?." That was his father.
Again the girl nodded her head, she did not need to answer the question that had been asked by the driver earlier.
Now the woman beside her father immediately hugged her daughter tightly in full of happiness and pride, in fact the girl he held looked silent, unhappy and staring at the woman before him for some time.
"What did you say to Wiraditya?." Suddenly the beautiful girl let out her quivering voice, she asked where behind the glasses she used her tears began to spill.
"Why can he get married without explaining anything to me?." Again he asked her a question accompanied by her cries that began to break.
Hearing the questions and cries of her daughter instantly made the woman choked.
"Amanda-a,"