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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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Lucas tightened his grip on his arm, then looked at Ellena with a sensual way. It seemed that he was deliberately giving sign language, so that Ellena would respond to his remarks.

'What? Honeymoon? Why is he suddenly bringing up that?' mumbled Ellena.

Ellena just swallowed saliva while widening her eyes. Her heart was pounding again because of Lucas this time. The man had really made her awkward in front of his two in-laws.

Ellena tried to neutralize her feelings as much as possible. However, it was too difficult for him to do. How come? When Lucas actually tightened the grip. In fact, the man had already dared to grip the base of his arm, although not very strongly.

Ellena found it hard to swallow her saliva. The position made him unable to think clearly. How could he concentrate, while her heart was jumping up and down as if he wanted to get out of there.

'Ah, what exactly is Lucas doing? Why did he suddenly feel so free to touch me?' thought Elena.

Wasn't it in the letter of agreement that Lucas himself wrote so that they wouldn't touch each other, but why is he the one who started it now? Ah, or maybe Ellena misunderstood the word 'touch'?

Lucas tightened his grip even more, causing Ellena to wake up because she felt a pain at the base of her arm.

Ellena turned to Lucas who was glaring at him. She understood that look very well. A look that demanded that her open her voice to clarify Lucas' words.

"So where do you plan to go on your honeymoon?" Just as Ellena was about to open her mouth to respond, Albert had asked a question first.

In contrast to Ellena who looked confused, Lucas actually looked very relaxed facing his father. He seemed to have the answer to that question.

"Um ... today I will invite Ellena to move to a new house, but because I have a meeting with a client, so maybe we'll just leave this afternoon," Lucas replied.

"You mean? You're going to leave the two of us in this house?" Veronica asked a little surprised. "No! Mommy won't let you guys leave this house!" he insisted then.

"Come on, Mommy ... I don't mean to leave you two. I just want to live independently with my wife," Lucas replied ending with a smile.

"So you're not planning on going overseas for your honeymoon?" said Albert who looked still curious.

"Why go anywhere else, when it's better to be at home alone?" Lucas lowered his hand that was still embracing Ellena, then he sat on the dining chair not far from him.

"But, isn't the newlyweds always looking for the most beautiful place to spend their honeymoon? Why aren't you two like the usual newlyweds?" asked Albert still not understanding the way Lucas was thinking. "With you immediately busy working, then not busy thinking about plans for your honeymoon, is that still normal?" then protested.

"Trust me, I know what's best for us," Lucas said evasively.

Seeing Lucas who was already sitting, one of the waiters who was standing there swiftly pulled out a dining chair, inviting Albert and Veronica, as well as Ellena to sit down immediately. It's a common thing in the house.

"Daddy doesn't like the way you are, Lucas. You must respect your wife after all." Albert landed his body on the far right seat. "In fact, you don't treat your wife like a queen," he added later.

Meanwhile, Veronica sat on his right, opposite Lucas. On the left of Lucas is Ellena who accompanies him.

"What do you mean, Daddy?" Lucas didn't understand his father's words. "I love my wife so much, how could I not respect her," Lucas replied.

One of the waiters seemed to be pouring rice into their plates in turn. Meanwhile, the other maids had scattered, resuming their respective jobs.

"Is that how you honor your wife, by letting her do the housework that servants should do?" Again Albert raised his protest.

"Aarrgh ...." Lucas sighed in frustration.

"Mr, didn't I tell you that it was my wish." Ellena immediately responded to Albert's words.

"Elle, the person you call Mr is your father-in-law, call him as your husband calls him!" Veronica asked.

"S-sorry, Mommy." Elena immediately lowered her head.

Both Albert and Veronica, they seemed very happy with Ellena's presence in the house. This was proven by the way they treated Ellena well and was very respectable. Maybe because they don't know Ellena's real background yet. After all they come from a very respectable family, not necessarily they will accept Ellena's true condition, if one day they know about it.

"You heard it yourself, didn't you? It wasn't me who ordered it, but Ellena herself wanted to do it," Lucas explained as he turned to his father.

"You shouldn't have let that happen." Albert blamed Lucas. He seemed unwilling to see his son-in-law doing the work.

"Never mind, just let him do what he wants, isn't that a wife's job?" Lucas replied flatly.

"You are!" Albert shook his head slowly. He didn't know how to tell his son anymore.

"It's all right, Daddy, I enjoy doing this work," Ellena said quietly.

Albert just took a deep breath. In fact, the attitude he showed towards his son and daughter-in-law did not make them realize that he really cared about them. However, both Lucas and Ellena, they were both adamant about their respective desires. Their attitude was the complete opposite of him.

***

Elsewhere, in an apartment to be exact. A fierce debate occurs between a pair of lovers who are none other than Selena and Stefan.

"You see, Steve? Because of you, I broke my marriage to Lucas!" Selena growled at Stevan.

"You think you're the only one who's harmed?" Stefan looked at Selena in annoyance. "Me too, Selena. I lost my job. Is it really that easy to find a job?" he replied not wanting to lose.

"Still it's your greetings, Steve!" Selena increasingly blames Stefan for all the events that have happened. "If only you hadn't been here, maybe it wouldn't have turned out like this. Maybe I was married to Lucas and enjoying his fortune, but you ruined all my dreams, Steve!"

"Never mind, don't keep blaming me! Let's just live our lives now. Besides, I also have a little savings to build a business," replied Stevan.

"But you don't have as much money as Lucas does, do you?" Selena smiled scornfully. "You have no idea how much it hurts my heart to hear that Lucas married another woman."

"Are you looking down on me?" Stefan widened his eyes. "Although I don't have as much money as Lucas, but I believe that I can make you happy. Please, marry me!" he added pleadingly.

Instead of answering Stevan's request, Ellena just pursed her lips, as if not believing what she was saying.