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Wedding Agreement With CEO

Ellena Patricia Lubis, a 22-year-old woman who is often called Elle, has to live her life in the capital. The family's economic situation worsened after a car accident that claimed her father's life, forcing her to continue to struggle to find money to pay off her father's debts to moneylenders. One day, because she didn't want to be late for work, Elle left in a hurry using an automatic motorbike belonging to Filia Vallencia, her boarding house friend. However, unfortunately. That morning, she accidentally hit a luxury car that was speeding from another direction, causing her and the motorbike she was driving to lose control and cause an accident. She hit the car and the car was badly damaged. Ironically, the owner of the car is Lucas Ryszard Fidell, a young executive whose name is already worldwide, and the sole heir to the owner of the largest industrial company in Indonesia who is none other than the CEO of the company where Elle works. It has fallen down the stairs too, that's how Ellena's life is quite suffocating. The accident actually brought new problems for her, where Lucas asked for compensation for the damage to his car with a very fantastic nominal, so of course Elle couldn't fulfill it, who only worked as an ordinary employee with a very mediocre salary. "If you really can't make amends, you have to do one thing for me," he said. "What is it? I promise I will," Ellena replied a little enthusiastically. "Marry me!" How will their story continue? Will Elle accept Lucas' offer? Follow Instagram @pena.batik03

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I'M GOING TO EAT DONUTS

"Would you like to make one for me too?" asked Ellena which managed to make Lucas stunned for a moment, then scratched his temple which didn't feel itchy.

"W-what do you mean?" Lucas asked a little nervous and confused.

"Will you make me a strawberry donut?" asked Ellena, looking uncertainly at her husband's face.

Lucas chuckled in disbelief. How could Ellena ask something that couldn't possibly happen. Ah, what kind of joke is this? Why was Ellena so ridiculous asking her such a thing.

"You're not kidding, honey. How could I do that," Lucas replied, still chuckling, shaking his head, realizing his incompetence in cooking, let alone making super-complicated cakes.

"Then what will happen to me?" Ellena asked sullenly as she rubbed her stomach slowly and twisted.

"You take it easy, honey. I told you, I'll hire a top chef for you, so you can eat whatever you want, whenever it is," Lucas replied casually.