Chapter 2 AGREEMENT

"No!" Isha stood up from her seat against Malik's wish to marry her. How could she suddenly marry Malik, the friend who later becomes the person Isha hates the most?

Ridwan turned his head, looking at Isha with sharp eyes.

"Isha! Yesterday you didn't listen to Father about the man you want to be your husband. And now, when someone is kind enough to save our family from the embarrassment of the man you chose, you are still stubborn? Or maybe you intend to embarrass our family?" asked Ridwan with sharp eyes.

"Sir, be patient. We can discuss this carefully," said Rosminah trying to prevent disputes between her husband and child.

"But, sir? Isha does not like him. How is it possible to suddenly marry him?" asked Isha in a high voice.

Ridwan smiled wryly while Malik's parents were waiting worriedly about the steps taken by Malik.

"Then how's the man you said you love and loves you? What has he given our family besides shame?" Ridwan almost lost his temper.

"Calm down, uncle. I want to help this family not be ashamed. If Isha doesn't like it, I can't force her, either. Sorry," said Malik politely, then intended to leave the room.

For a moment, Isha was filled with worries. Accept the good intentions of the man she doesn't like, whatever his tendencies, or refuse, which will disgrace her and her family.

"Wait!" Suddenly Isha shouted, making Malik stop his steps and look at the beautiful woman who was now even more beautiful because her makeup was so perfect.

"You called me?" asked Malik with a straight face.

Everyone in the room seemed to be holding their breath, watching the thrilling live broadcast drama.

Isha nodded. "Can we talk alone?" asked Isha with a straight face,

Malik was a bit confused but then nodded.

"I want to talk alone with my brother," Isha asked with a sad, flat face.

Although a little confused, Malik chose to nod.

"Follow me into the room," asked Isha in a cold voice, then preceded to walk into her room which is a bit back from the living room.

Malik turned to his parents as if reassuring them not to worry. Then he turned to Ridwan and Rosminah.

"Sorry, uncle, aunty. May I speak alone with Isha?" asked Malik politely.

Of course, Malik didn't want to look too daring to be in a room with women who were even potential wives of other men.

Ridwan nodded. "Speak up, Malik. I'm already dizzily dealing with that child!" said Ridwan, still angry, so Rosminah had to return to calm her husband.

"Thank you, Uncle. I met Isha first," said Malik, who followed Isha into the room to talk.

The entire family fell silent as if lost in their thoughts. Rosminah then approached Aiman and Aminah to talk maturely about Malik, who suddenly became a helper in today's case.

Meanwhile, Malik took big strides toward Isha's already closed room. Malik slowly knocked on the door.

"Can I come in, Sha?" asked Malik slowly.

Not waiting long, the bedroom door opened, and Isha's face looked so gloomy and annoyed at Malik.

The tall man walked slowly into Isha's room which had been tidied up in such a way because this was indeed a room prepared for newlyweds. Malik glanced around briefly, and his heart sank when he imagined that these preparations were almost ruined due to Murad's absence on the D-day of his wedding with Isha.

"So what does Big Brother suddenly appear in this mess? Want to be a late hero? Or to laugh at me for failing to marry?" asked Isha, who got straight to the point of their problem this time.

Receiving such a question, Malik just smiled. This girl still needs to change. Always outspoken and even tend to snap. However, Malik was not at all angry. How could he be angry at the girl who had controlled his heart since they were little teenagers?

"Why do you always think badly of me, Sha? I have no intention to laugh at you, let alone be a late hero. I want to help a little so that you don't fail to get married and your family will be disappointed. If you don't like it, I won't force anything, Sha." Malik gave a clear explanation.

"Are you sure you just want to help? It seems you are taking advantage of the situation to take advantage of my situation. As before, you took the opportunity to kiss me with the excuse that your friend pushed you!" Isha said with a red face because she still had a grudge against the incident a few years ago.

Malik smiled serenely.

"For that time, I was completely unintentional. They pushed me. So I thank you because today you allowed me to apologize for what happened years ago," Malik replied flatly.

"I've forgotten it!" Isha said curtly.

"Thank you, Sha," Malik replied gratefully because she could finally apologize for their misunderstanding in person this time.

"Then what if I refuse the favor you offer?" asked Isha.

The girl deliberately said curtly, hoping that in this way, Malik would back off and discourage him. But Isha is wrong because Malik is not at all affected by Isha's attitude. The handsome boy just smiled while adjusting his glasses.

"I just want to help. If you don't like it, I won't force you either. The decision is entirely in your hands," Malik answered calmly.

"If I accept?" asked Isha, still annoyed.

"Yes, you are my wife; I am legally your husband. Simple, right?" Malik replied casually, still with a gentle smile.

"Then what if one day it turns out that Murad comes?" Isha deliberately presents a small possibility that Isha still hopes for.

At first, Malik was surprised because he didn't expect Isha would ask him such a question. Then Malik knew that Isha was deliberately giving him many things that could ignite his emotions, and maybe Isha also hoped that Malik would discourage him from marrying Isha.

"Yes, if he comes, he still loves you, and you still love him, I will divorce you. I can't be a barrier for two people who still love each other to unite. I would be wrong to do so," Malik answered calmly, though his heart ached as he said this.

But as sad as it was, it no longer mattered now. Because Adam's priority right now is how to prevent Isha from being humiliated, and this family is also not humiliated. Malik would not have the heart to let Isha bear the shame because her marriage failed.

Hearing Malik's answer, Isha was silent and seemed to think.

"I'm not going to force you, Shaw. I'm glad I got the chance to apologize. You are an adult; you can decide which one you can be responsible for," said Malik calmly.

"Are you sure you will divorce me if one day Murad comes and wants to return to me?" asked Isha in a voice that began to soften.

Malik smiled even though his heart ached.

"Yes, I'm sure I will do it as long as it is for your happiness," Malik answered confidently.

Isha hesitated for a moment. Accepting Malik's good intentions is a dilemma because she doesn't like this man who, although handsome, has tarnished their friendship by daring to tell him he loves her.

"Cha? Malik? Are you done talking?" Someone asked while knocking on Isha's tightly closed door.

Isha and Malik looked at each other.

"Yes, ma'am," Isha answered loudly, ignoring the worry, stress, disappointment, and maybe stress because of Murad's absence today.

Malik looks at Isha questioningly because this conversation has not reached a meeting point. But Isha instead replies that their conversation is over. Malik was silent, not wanting to ask questions or have any confrontations. All of this is Isha's right.

Isha walks towards the door to open it. There, Rosminah was seen staring at the two of them with an irritated face.

"How?" asked Rosminah in a low voice. But it was clear that the woman could not hide her anxiety.

Isha glanced at Malik, then looked at Rosminah before finally nodding firmly.

"Yes, I am willing to marry Malik."

gosh!

It was Malik's turn to feel like a sledgehammer was hitting him.

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