Butterfly Night Wedding Contract

Part 03's

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The question asked by Deva in fact did not get an answer at all from everyone who was there even though the girl had forced that there was one of them who wanted to explain.

"Dee, believe in Mami, right?"

Deeva, who turned to the woman who had helped her for several years, nodded slowly, there are still doubts that are tucked in Deeva's heart with a marriage contract that is very sudden and blocky in the last point that was read by Mr. Ibnu just now.

"But, Mih, this-" said Deeva, who was upset when Artha cut her speech. The handsome man who seemed to be her age thrust out a Map and a pen for Deeva to sign the dossier immediately.

His annoyance grew when Papa also continued to force by saying he would rush to the police station to take care of the freedom of his brother, Arman.

Deeva, who was no longer able to cry because of her disappointment, chose silence and roughly picked up the pen lying on a piece of paper with two three stamps there, one for Deeva, one for Papa who turned out to have been signed while the other was not named. Deeva's guess was definitely for her future husband.

Of all the points that Deeva reread, it all seems to make sense as if they are really planning to get married, from there, Deeva is increasingly confused because the man must know if she is not a good woman but an entertainer at a nightclub.

The business of the marriage contract was completed, Papa immediately went without saying any further thank his daughter who had been sold for money. Followed by Artha and Ibnu.

In the room, there are Deeva and Mami. Two other women of that age also hugged each other because Deeva again cried.

"Patience, Dee. Suppose God is extending his hand to you" said Mami who participated in the marriage contract process of her favorite child.

Because, since 5 years ago also Deeva sold to Mami. The woman now in charge of Deeva included the selection of guests for the girl.

"Does God remember me? it's been a long time since I've forgotten her, Mih," said Deeva, who spends the night working with guests will certainly make the day a time to rest. There is nothing more Deeva does but pursue the world and the world she does not enjoy.

Deeva who felt her chest so tight could only beat her and it was immediately prevented by Mami who could not bear to see Deeva's attitude.

"Don't hurt yourself, Dee."

"I'm tired, Mih. I have no one right now" said Deeva, no one remembering his duty as a servant of God, while both eyes are now getting red and swollen because it is not stopping to release clear liquid.

"Therefore you have a heart, you have a husband and you can take your mother, Dee. Mami believes you will be happy, do not be afraid," Mamih replied that immediately stopped Deeva's crying.

"Mama? god, why didn't I think that way?".

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Two days later, in a room in a luxury hotel Deeva dandani as beautiful as possible, she who is already beautiful looks more enchanting with her wedding dress.

Yes, Deeva had the opportunity to choose clothes, makeup, and other accessories such as shoes, jewelry and a crown on her head. She is beautiful, truly angelic when only a butterfly night.

"Who's my husband?" muttered Deeva in front of a large mirror that showed her tall body in an elegant white dress.

"What-what, is he stupid? ugly, old, barren or could it be Impotent? there must be a reason why that man married me. Ah no, maybe more precisely he bought me," Deeva murmured again, a rough gasp of breath he threw away while sitting back on the edge of the bed which was all in pure white.

"It's even my dream wedding that I've been praying for together-,"

Chequek.

The door of the room opened without a tap let alone ask permission first and it managed to make Deeva scowl annoyed.

"Young master in 1 hour will arrive and the wedding will take place soon."

"here?" ask Deeva.

"Yes, Miss. At the hotel ballroom. I hope that the lady prepares from now on. Excuse me."

Just like when she came, the woman just left, though there are some questions that Deeva wants to ask about the event that will take place, namely about the arrival of her family, including her father who should be the representative of the marriage of the princess today.

But Deeva doesn't want to expect much either. The disappointment was enough until yesterday. Now, there is nothing and no need to rely on others because the closest person can actually do the most disgusting thing like selling a child like goods.

While in another place, there was a handsome handsome man standing in front of the mirror. His high body really became the dream of women balum again the wealth he had made women ready to throw his body for just once.

"I still remember my last words when I saw you, Dee. We'll meet again another time, and that's when I won't let you go a second time no matter what."

A smile was engraved on the corner of his lips where the shadow of the smile and laughter of his future wife flashed back in his memory.

Tok. tok..

The sound of knocking on the door made the Young Master turn his head, he walked towards the single sofa after allowing the person behind the white-painted object to enter.

"Good night, sir. I just want to let you know if we can go to the hotel right now" said Artha, who is the President Director's personal assistant.

"Hem, Alright." He who could not wait got up again and walked steadily towards the place called by Artha just now.

With only a journey of approximately 30 minutes, the Young Master's luxury car finally arrived on the balcony of a hotel that everyone knows who the owner is. There, there is already a table and also some men who are very ready to start the event with ijab qabul first.

"Can we start now?" ask a hiker who immediately stretched out his hand to shake hands.

With a firm voice, the middle-aged man pledged a sacred wedding that was immediately followed by the groom-to-be.

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Sayan received the marriage and marriage of Deevana Bint Markus with the dowry paid, CASH...