All Chapters of One Billion Marriage With Mr CEO: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Dashtan was just about to knock on the door of a room when his cell phone rang. He immediately reached into his pants pocket."Mom?!" he muttered in surprise, then answered the call."Hi, Ma," greeted Dashtan, who held his curiosity on the tip of his tongue."Ash, where are you? Meet mom at the restaurant near Merlion," she told his son matter-of-factly. Dashtan turned toward the door and beckoned Rakia to follow him out of the boutique. Rakia gave the man a confused look but followed him anyway."Now?" asked Dashtan."Yes, now. Don't be long, I have something to talk to you about."Hearing that, Dashtan was suspicious of the conversation her mother wanted to have. After hanging up the call, she sighed and looked at Rakia."We're going to Monti," he told her. Rakia was confused as to why they had to go there."Why, where's your mom?" Rakia spits out her curiosity."My mom called me to Monti; I might as well take you." Hearing that, Rakia immediately looked at her current appearance. I

A knock on Rakia's bedroom door was heard as Adeline's voice called for the woman to come downstairs immediately, as Dashtan was waiting for her in the living room."Is he earnest about you, Sweetie?" Adeline asked as she walked with her daughter down the stairs. Rakia sighed and nodded; at least, that was what would happen in the future. They would get married and have a household that was, Meh. Rakia's mind didn't know what to call the household. Adeline smiled, her face beaming. She was happy with the news that her daughter had found someone who could make her forget the pain of heartbreak.Adeline handed the food box to Rakia."I know you didn't have time to have breakfast." Rakia smiled, and her heart warmed. Since she lived alone in Jakarta, attention from her mother was scarce. They only communicated over the phone, but the time was minimal. After giving her mom a quick peck on the cheek, she said goodbye and went to the living room. Before she could see the figure that picked

Dashtan blew out a few candles that were stuck on a large rectangular cake. Everyone at the party applauded after the man blew out all the candles. Dashtan looked at the people at the party with a smile; he left Rakia to stare at the end with eyes full of meaning for a feeling still burning inside him. That passion settled inside him like chlorine at the bottom of a water barrel. He was waiting for someone to lift it and bring it to the surface.Rakia noticed the man’s gaze on her, which made her immediately sit up and squirm slowly in her chair. As if Dashtan’s passion was connected to her, she could still feel the man in several spots on her body. The incident in the elevator a few moments ago was a second beautiful mistake. Rakia turned her face away from Dashtan towards the dish before her. She rolled her eyes as her other self said that the incident in the elevator was the most beautiful mistake. She slowly sipped the champagne, filling the glass stemware on her table. Her mouth

Dashtan lowered Rakia’s body when they were inside the bridal boutique. Rakia was a little dumbfounded at the bridal gowns displayed in this boutique with various models complete with groom’s suits.“Hi, Ash! How are you?” greeted a bespectacled woman wearing a black blazer and a knee-length pencil skirt the same color as her blazer. Her blonde hair was neatly curled behind her head. Rakia stared flatly at the woman’s interaction with Dashtan, which she felt was quite close. They gave each other a brief peck on the cheek. Rakia couldn’t guess the woman’s age, so she kept staring at the woman, assuming.“I’m fine; this is Rakia, my future wife,” Dashtan said, touching Rakia’s heart when he said ‘my future wife.’ Rakia smiled and wanted to shake hands, but with her friendly smile, the woman immediately gave Rakia a quick peck on the cheek.“Oh, finally, I can do something special for you. Are you ready?” Hamira asked Dashtan; he smiled and then looked down momentarily to hide his shynes

Papers were scattered around her as she sat on the bed reading the letters on the paper she held. Rakia sighed loudly and shook the list from her face roughly."Why are there so many guests?" she muttered, then looked at the papers scattered around her and shuffled them with stress. He went to her laptop. She typed in the names she could remember from her life and the list she had read."It's just a charade wedding between Dashtan and me. Why should I invite so many people? He must not have invited many people either," Rakia grumbled as her fingers nimbly typed on her laptop keyboard. Then, her other self said something that made her stop ordering."But they believe that if you get married, you and Dashtan will really get married, for them this is not an act."Upon hearing that, Rakia hit her desk somewhat hard, then got up and said, "That's enough!" She snapped at the sentence she had just heard in her mind. She grabbed her cardigan from the hanger, put it on, and headed out. She des