Wedding Agreement With Billionaire

Aisa Larasati, the eldest of two siblings born to Arya Jati and Mayang, hails from a financially disadvantaged family. They reside in a village located in Semarang. Aisa has a younger brother named Niko, who is still in the 10th grade of high school.

Aisa didn't want to burden her parents and decided to go to the city in search of employment to assist with her family's finances. She currently finds herself in Jakarta, a metropolitan city surrounded by towering skyscrapers. Jakarta is a place where people flock to try their luck.

Armed only with a high school diploma and no work experience, Aisa thought finding a job in the city would be easy. However, it proved to be far more challenging than she anticipated.

As she walked under the scorching sun, Aisa continued to grumble. Sweat streamed down her petite body. Despite her small stature, Aisa possessed a figure that could be likened to a Spanish guitar, captivating the attention of anyone who glanced her way.

With hunger and thirst gnawing at her, Aisa trudged on, her steps uncertain. Her body grew heavier, her head began to spin, and eventually, she collapsed unconscious in front of the gate of a luxurious house.

After a considerable time, Aisa slowly opened her eyes, squinting at her unfamiliar surroundings. She touched her aching head. "Where am I?" she whispered to herself.

The sound of a door opening reached her ears, and Aisa's beautiful eyes caught sight of a figure approaching. She sat up in bed and leaned against the headboard.

"Are you awake? Is your head still hurting?" the woman asked, offering a cup of warm tea to Aisa.

Aisa accepted the warm tea, shaking her head in response.

"Drink up while it's still warm. It'll help warm your body," the woman advised.

Aisa nodded and began to sip the tea slowly.

"If I may ask, what's your name, and where is your home?" the woman inquired, her curiosity piqued by the beautiful young girl before her.

"I—I'm Aisa, Ma'am. I'm from a village, and I came to this city to find work," Aisa replied, avoiding eye contact.

The woman gently stroked Aisa's head. "Now, go take a shower and change into the clothes in that wardrobe," she said, pointing to a very large wardrobe.

"Afterward, come downstairs," she added before leaving the room.

Before Aisa could ask where she was and who the elegant and kind woman was, the woman had already left the room.

Aisa glanced around the opulent and spacious room in awe. It was the most luxurious place she had ever been in. Her room back in the village was nothing compared to this. This room was almost as big as half of her house.

"Where am I now, and how did I end up here? Wasn't I looking for a job earlier? Who was that elegant and beautiful woman?" Aisa wondered.

"A—am I not being kidnapped? A—am I not going to be sold?"

Aisa then walked toward the wardrobe, which was three times the size of the one she had at home. Aisa's eyes widened in amazement when she saw the contents of the wardrobe – there were so many expensive-looking clothes.

"Am I dreaming?" she wondered aloud.

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