An Agreement

"Where is it now Mr. Thomas, are you the daughter he once referred to me?" the fleeting words of Alexandre brought the tears to a halt, Clara raised her head to Alexander.

It seemed that he didn't need to explain who he was anymore, because Alexander had figured it out.

"Has my Daddy ever said anything to you?" 

"Hmmm, he said he wanted you to marry me! A coincidence, there is no more reason to refuse this marriage!"

"What about your parents? Are they going to get to us? I'm the daughter of a man whose efforts have just been dropped by someone proposing to me now."

"What do you mean that is me?" asked Alexander again, holding up his index finger pointing at her, his eyes staring intently at Clara. 

Clara just raised her eyebrows, hunting if it was true. 

Alexander's legs slightly walked up to Clara who was still sitting on the sofa, now that the man was completely in front of her. 

"Do you know about business competition? Luck is on my side, so you can't blame me!" he said again with emphasis.

Because Alexander was not happy about Clara's throwing herself down.

"Now where's your Daddy? Because this marriage will still take place. And in exchange, I will pay all your daddy's debts." 

"What about Daddy's treatment?"

"Is Mr. Thomas sick?"

"Do you really not know? Or pretend not to know?"

Once again Alexandre cast a look of dislike for Clara's remarks, she's a cold CEO. Everyone who comes to him will never be able to speak inappropriate words. And always respect him.

"You'd better prepare yourself, because I want this wedding to take place as soon as possible.

"No, I want Daddy to be a guardian on my wedding day someday!" said Clara, raising her volume slightly, sharpening her gaze. 

"There are things you need to know before becoming my wife, if you can meet those requirements. Then I will be willing to continue this marriage, otherwise. You have to be prepared to think about how to repay the debt and finance your Daddy's coronation!"

"What do you mean?"

Alexandre put his hand on Clara's shoulder, pressed it slightly hard and his eyes glanced towards the couch, forcing the woman to sit on the couch that was behind him.

Clara was really afraid of Alexander standing opposite her, even those eyes did not blink. Made Clara's heart beat wildly. She really didn't know what Alexander was doing to him.

She really felt weak and felt stupid in the face of Alexander. "What are you?" she asked a little nervously.

Until Alexander took out a piece of paper from his suit pocket, giving it towards Clara. 

"What is this?" still asked Clara showing the paper towards Alexandre

"Can't you read it?" asked Alexander again at Clara, until Clara opened the paper and started reading it in a low voice.

"Raise your voice!" snapped Alexandre towards Clara who was reading the contents of the paper Alexander had given. 

Clara looked back at Alexander who ordered her, until the man fiddled with her eyeballs again. Asked Clara to continue reading the contents of the paper. 

"The letter of the marriage agreement, I as a wife must be obedient to the husband, not raise his voice, do not say a word that makes the husband angry, do not interfere with the husband's affairs, and the wife must not go anywhere without the permission of the husband. This marriage is just a cooperation contract stipulated by me as a husband. Where the wife had to pretend to be a good wife in the presence of Alexander's colleagues and family. And most importantly there is no conjugal relationship. So, between husband and wife sleeping in separate rooms except for something that should make husband and wife sleep in the room."

"What kind of agreement is that? I don't want to," Clara said, making Alexander pull the paper from Clara's hand. 

Alexandre again folded the paper before Clara, and he moved from Clara's presence. His feet began to step away from that living room.

"Wait," Clara called, making Alexander stop stepping.

"If I refused the agreement, and asked for the marriage to be properly made would you be willing?" asked Clara which made Alexander lift his five fingers upwards, and his body still had his back to Clara.

"What kind of agreement is that? I don't want to," Clara said, making Alexander pull the paper from Clara's hand. 

Alexandre again folded the paper before Clara, and he moved from Clara's presence. His feet began to step away from that living room.

"Wait," Clara called, making Alexander stop stepping.

"If I refused the agreement, and asked for the marriage to be properly made would you be willing?" asked Clara which made Alexander lift his five fingers upwards, and his body still had his back to Clara.

Alexandre turned her head towards Clara who was still putting her leg knees on the floor. Now Clara's face seemed to resign herself to whatever Alexander said. 

"I'll come to visit you tomorrow, get ready. Don't make me wait for you because I don't like someone who is not time-undisciplined.

After saying those words Alexander then chose to leave Clara at his residence, the man got into his black Lamborghini again.

"I'm sorry Cavin," said Clara, who remembered the figure of her lover.

Clara walked back into her room which was still in disarray due to the actions of some of the thugs, she saw her picture with the Daddy located on that floor. 

The glass shattered, perhaps those thugs slammed her away very hard, as Clara was about to walk another step. Her eyes came to a halt again in a photo between him and his lover Cavin.

Clara again cried putting the photo on her chest, for some reason the love-based relationship ended without any strings attached. 

Clara couldn't think of her heart, as she saw the Daddy who was still in need of care and it was time for Clara to pay for the Daddy's services. Although it was not worth the affection her Daddy had given her

A short message came into Clara's cell phone, she quickly turned her head and read the content of the message. 

Clara smiled when she saw the message sent by the hospital brayen. The hospital where the Daddy is undergoing treatment. 

The message was clearly written that Mr. Thomas had received the best care, and all his administration had been paid in full and which made Clara's heart happy after learning of Daddy's improving condition. 

"Thank you," the short message Clara sent to the cell phone belonged to Alexander.

"Non, Non there are guests," said the aunt who walked up to Clara into her room.

"Okay," retorted Clara who was walking towards the outside, looking at the oncoming guests. 

"You, what's the matter?"