Bride Shadow

Eagle Room

Hesitating, Mitha raised her hand knocking on the door of the tightly shut Eagle room. It was late in the afternoon, another hour Maria had to go to the hospital to start the examination and she had to tell the Eagle at the request of her mother.

"What?" asked the cold Eagle when the door opened. The face of the pillow of the sister who had become her husband. He must have slept after the show. But it is basically cute, wake up even though the man still looks handsome.

"You're here to daydream or move by your mom's orders??!!!" the loud-pitched celebration resuscitated Mitha's daydream which immediately twisted her hand in severe nervousness.

"Mom has to go to the hospital in an hour." said softly still with a little trembling knees.

"Then?" look at the man.

"Papa wants brother to take you to the hospital."

"Yes already." The eagle slammed the door hard right in front of Mitha's face which shook violently in shock. The shadow of the Eagle's attitude towards him a few years ago regained control of his memory. The same attitude.

I don't know how many times Mitha beristighfar, ask to be strengthened to continue to undergo a marriage that has not even turned 24 hours. It turned out to be filial to an old man this heavy. Married at a young age, had a strange husband and temperament and other pressures that he began to feel.

"Have you been told Mith's eagle?" ask the mother who was watching television in the family room.

"Already ma, Brother Eagle just woke up. Maybe still shower, ma."

"Why don't you go to her room? nyiapin Eagle's suit?"

"But ma, Brother Eagle can be alone right? besides, sister doesn't seem to like being helped." elak Mitha defended herself. Maria smiled and rubbed Mitha's hand.

"Like or dislike Eagle must learn to like and accept you. You also have to keep doing your duty. Already.sana, go into his room and prepare all his needs." I just want Mitha to disappear from there. Why did her mother not understand her feelings at all? why tell him to go there again now that his heart hasn't beat properly?

"Mitha.." call her mother again.

"Ehh.ohh yes ma."

"Let's go there!"

"Must now ma?" the question was clear, hoping that the woman would revoke her orders. But her mother remained in her stance.

"iya ma." and the girl quickly went up to the second floor, heading for the Eagle's room. Maria did not hear the sound of the door slamming earlier, but she deliberately told Mitha to come back. They both have to get used to each other to be immune to each other.

Again the beautiful girl knocked on the door, no word until she decided to go in. After all he is the son of the owner of the house, also the wife of the owner of the room, so it is not entirely wrong if he enters the room.

There was no one in the room. But Sofia knew that the Eagle was bathing from the water that was heard from inside. At first glance he glanced at the suitcase that Eagle had brought yesterday, still slightly open with a pile of whole clothes that had not been moved into the closet. Slowly he moved and arranged it into a closet, separating official and casual clothes according to their types until neat.

Mitha had just breathed a sigh of relief and stretched her muscles when the bathroom door was opened. A handsome man wrapped in a towel on his knee appeared there. Her wet hair and chest seemed so sexy that Mitha had trouble swallowing saliva.

"Who let you in?" attack with a dislike look.

"Mama told me to come here, brother. I knocked on the door but my sister took a shower. I finally arranged my sister's closet while waiting for my sister to finish."

"You want to act like a wife?"

"It's true I'm his wife's brother right?"

"Shadow wife, remember that. Our marriage is only because of our parents, you and I are only shadow brides according to our parents' expectations. Not more. So don't expect to be a bride and marry me for real because I don't like being married. I'll choose my own wife. Do you understand?" jolt the Eagle while grabbing Mitha's rough arm.

"No. All I know is we're married. Shadow or reality."

"As far as you. But I don't want to marry an illegitimate child." ketus Eagle increasingly became with eyes glistening furiously.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim." cried Mitha in shock. Whatwasthat? bastard son? who's? there's no one but him. Is he really a bastard? then who's the bastard? Eyes glazed.

"What did you really say?" The eagle threw away his face, not wanting to meet him. Mitha turned around blocking the Eagle's arm and shook it violently.

"My jaw is brother!" his screech, making the Eagle paused and throwing hands was rough until Mitha staggered and almost fell.

"Don't say anything 'cause I don't want my mama to do anything. If you keep saying it, then don't blame me if something happens to you spoiled child. Now go!" Mitha was still looking at him with teary eyes. Her mom? mary is the mother of the Eagle. Who made him a bastard? his papa? it's definitely him. The middle-aged man must have cheated on another woman and gave birth to her. If that were true then he would forever be indebted to that woman. The woman who loved him so much from childhood even now. Never once did she see her mother say rude or compare herself to anyone.

Slowly, Mitha dragged a step out of the room. There was still half an hour more before leaving and he chose to go to his room to calm down. It turned out that was the reason the Eagle hated him since childhood and chose to go from home to London for so many years. Suddenly he felt humble. 20 tons become thorns in this house and become a barrier wall between a mother and a boy who prefers to raise himself. Ahhh..semulia what heart that woman who although there is no blood relation with her but told her to call herself mama.