Chapter 2 TWO

"You need money, right Farah?"

"Yes, I need money. But you don't have to be rich like that," Farah glanced over with a confused mind.

"Hey! Remember! It's not illegal money," Dinda said, shaking Farah's arm.

"I-yeah I know. But I'm not thinking of getting married," said Farah firmly.

"Farah Maharani, you were only married briefly to Mr. Kairo. After you get pregnant and give birth, you will get divorced. The money that will be given to you is also very much. One billion tablets! That's all the money. Not leaves! Besides, I really know Salsa and her husband's business. Salsa is in the skincare business which can make billions in profit. Mr. Kairo is also a successful businessman. You just obey what I say. You accept this offer. It will make your life happy. Your mom will also be very happy. Your mother will be cured and can live comfortably. You can buy your own house later. No need to bother thinking about rent," Dinda explained enthusiastically.

"Yes, but is your friend Salsa a good person? What about Mr. Kairo? I'll get domestic violence when I marry Mr. Kairo," said Farah with a frown.

"You idiot, you don't need to think negatively like that. Salsa is my old friend. She's good. She's definitely a good husband,"

"But I can, right? Meet Mr. Kairo first?" Farah asked hesitantly.

"Well, why ask that question. Yes, you can. You should be lucky because Mr. Cairo is handsome. But watch out, don't fall in love with him. You'll get divorced from him later. He just wants to have a child from you."

"Yes, no, I won't fall in love with Mr. Cairo. Besides, my focus is on my mother. I will make my mother happy," said Farah firmly.

"Okay, I'll arrange the schedule tomorrow. You have to wear nice clothes," said Dinda, glaring.

"I only have normal clothes, Din."

"Yes, I'll lend you a robe, I don't use that robe anymore. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll call you later."

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"How is Din? Is Farah willing to compromise yet?" asked Salsa seriously.

"Already, she'll be here soon. You just relax," said Dinda looking at her watch.

The elegant restaurant looked very luxurious to Farah. She was still standing in front of the restaurant. She was hesitant to enter the restaurant.

"Duh, my phone is dead. What to do? I have to find out what table number Dinda is at. I'm embarrassed to go inside," said Farah in confusion.

Suddenly someone accidentally bumped into her from behind.

"Uh, sorry, sorry," Kairo said quickly.

"Uh, sir. Ya Allah, I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm sorry sir. I still can't return your money. Sorry sir, I will definitely return it sir. Oh yes, I just asked for your address or WA number, so that if I have money I can return it," said Farah quickly.

"I already told you not to return the money. Also, don't call me father. Just call me mas. I'm already old enough to be called father," Cairo said with an annoyed face.

"Oh yes yes sorry sir, uh mas,"

"I have something to do first," said Cairo then immediately went inside.

"Eh sir! What do you mean!" called Farah loudly. But unfortunately Cairo was already too far inside.

"Duh, why didn't I ask him what his name was, how stupid," Farah smacked herself on the forehead.

"Heh! Farah!" Called Dinda at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Uh, Dinda, it's a good thing you're here. My phone died. I'm embarrassed to go inside alone," Farah was now being held by Dinda.

They both headed to the table where there were two husband and wife.

"Meet everyone, this is my friend Farah," Dinda said kindly.

Farah's eyes kept looking at Kairo's face. And vice versa.

"Huh? Is that the man who will be my future husband?" asked Farah in her heart with shock.

"Sit down Farah," said Salsa elegantly.

Now Dinda and Farah sat down.

"This is Kairo Juang, my husband. Who will be your wife," said Salsa with a sweet smile.

"So you already know everything, right? Dinda has explained everything to you, right Farah?" Salsa asked looking at Dinda's face.

"U-easy ma'am,"

"Just call me mbak,"

"Uh, yes already Ms. Salsa. I've understood everything Dinda explained to me," said Farah firmly.

"Okay, so let me explain again. So I've written all the agreements on paper. You can read it later. It's quite a lot. The point is that you will marry my husband and after you get pregnant and give birth. You will be divorced by Cairo. Then your child also belongs to Cairo. So Cairo and I did this. Because we really want to have a child. Do you understand?"

"Yes, mbak salsa. I understand," said Farah nodding.

"If you are ready. You can marry my husband right away. You just call me," said Salsa kindly.

After the meeting in the house. Cairo became very dizzy.

"You just calm down. I'm sure Farah is a good person. Just look at her looks. She's beautiful. She also needs money for her sick mother," Salsa said confidently.

"Yes, I know, but this is not a trivial matter. If anything happens, you have to take responsibility. What if Farah suddenly runs away with our money? Or if Farah doesn't even get pregnant, what happens?" Kairo asked seriously.

"Well, that's all right mas. Don't be absurd. I'll take her to the doctor. If her health is good. What did you say earlier, that Farah took our money? No way mas. I know many friends whose husbands are police officers. Wherever she goes, she'll get caught. That's it, sir. All you have to do is leave everything to me. You have to obey me. Okay?"

Cairo just nodded.

"But you are forbidden to fall in love with Farah! The agreement says that if Farah gets pregnant and gives birth. You have to divorce her!" Salsa said firmly.

"Yes, yes, after all you are the only person I love. Beautiful Salsabila," said Cairo while kissing his wife's cheek.

Cairo could only say that. Because only that can make his wife's heart happy. Although when he saw Farah's face wearing a veil and a pink robe. It made Cairo's heart tremble. I don't know why he could feel that. Maybe because he wanted to have a hijab-wearing wife but fate was still not on his side. He has a wife named salsa who has a beautiful face and long straight hair that is always loose wherever she goes.