"Look, Hendra! Miss Aruna is there, standing behind." Surya gave his boss a peek at the little girl whose name he shouted for two hours.

Hendra immediately greeted her, opened his eyes widely, and looked at Aruna excitedly from the gate hole the size of a fist. ​​

The girl's presence was like a magnet for him. His spirit was recovering, along with a warm feeling rising in his chest.

Aruna seemed reluctant to approach him. She was still trying to understand the situation.

"Honey." Her father stared softly at Aruna as he showed a gesture that implied 'come closer.'

Out of respect for her father, the girl took a step closer, although she honestly didn't want to.

On the other hand, Aruna's siblings felt something fishy. Why did the boy behind the gate begin to calm down? Could he be discouraging? Ah 'it seems impossible.

"Aruna?!" Anantha looked surprised to see Aruna among them. The older brother tried to stop Aruna.

"Security guard! Secure Anantha!" The head of the family was showing his influence.

"What the hell dad .. let go .. let me go!" Two security guards were trying hard to hold Anantha. Even a family gardener was also holding Alia.

"Aruna, don't open the gate!. If you do that, you don't respect your siblings!" Anantha exclaimed, brought Aruna to a halt, standing a little closer in front of the gate.

'Why did she stop?' Hendra wanted to break through the gate to persuade her.

"You don't have to open it if you don't want to. But please, come closer." Hendra asked her among the noisy voices of the debate between the father and son of the Lesmana family.

"Aren't you ashamed? Interfering in your sister's personal affairs?!"

Lesmana took over Alia when the two security guards began to feel overwhelmed holding Anantha. The gardener then helped the security guards.

They were forced into the house.

"Aruna .. follow me .." Hendra called her at the main gate.

The man was signaling that he was starting to shift, heading from another small door on the right side of the gate, and leaving the usual trellises used to come in and out of one person.

Aruna followed him straightly. She met the sharp blue eyes between the iron trellis, lined up neatly in the front.

There was a sense of relief in Hendra's heart.

The little girl looked like she just woke up, cladded in white pajamas with a cherry pattern.

Hendra saw her pillow face silently. She still looked the same as when he met her before.

She didn't change. Even when she just woke up.

Hendra smiled. He thought that she looked more beautiful with loose hair.

"I'm sorry...you must be having a hard time these days." Hendra tried to persuade her.

"You don't want to stand closer?" The man reached out, hoping for a warm welcome from the one who wore cherry pajamas.

Unfortunately, Aruna didn't show any signs. She was still silent, with no reply.

Hendra rolled his hands in disappointment.

"I .. (hesitated) don't care what happened between you and your lover. No need to apologise. It's none of my business."

Aruna's reply stabbed him in the chest. It ejected him horribly, and caused intense pain.

Hendra was powerless with his feelings. He closed his eyes for a moment, hoping to find a way to heal.

"I need your help." He was trying to be logical this time, back on the primary mission.

Aruna looked at Hendra with a reluctant face.

"We will hold a press conference to reduce the stigma of society. I hope you can help me."

Now Hendra's aura was different.

"Why am I needed?" Aruna really hoped to go as far as possible from Hendra, the heir of Wenceslas.

It was not just because of the hot gossip in the community. Worse, it was more likely the condition of his family, which was increasingly not conducive.

He thought that accepting the promise of matchmaking would bring peace to the family.

It turned out that the same chaos was still happening.

If it was like this, how could he position himself? And what would be his family's condition in the future?

"Did you forget?! You are my future wife! It means we will announce this to the public. Sooner or later, people must know!"

"I am not ready."

How can Aruna be ready? Especially at this time?

"Whatever happens, I have to announce it today, so I hope we can cooperate, according to the contract that we have agreed before."

The pleasure of love lasts but a moment. The pain of love lasts a lifetime

The blue-eyed man muttered, strengthened his heart, and recalled forgotten principles.

"No! I'm not ready... I also can't come with you."

"You have agreed. There was no other way for you. In contract no 5, we must help each other in case of suspicion or problems relating to our marriage." Hendra's expression slowly changed from persuasion to intimidation.

"But we are not married yet!" Aruna shouted as she contradicted Hendra.