Conqueror of the Casanova

Chapter.27 Legitimate

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Dian is now silent in front of the dresser, the wedding dress that has wrapped her body, complete with a headdress called siger, as well as a jasmine flower that decorates her hair.

No more broken cries, or tears that came out, the eyes now turned blank, the face that looked so beautiful with perfect makeup, now looked luminous.

He was speechless with a feeling of helplessness, anger, sadness and helplessness, at this moment completely rendered him unable to think clearly.

This incident, has made him fall into a huge abyss of disappointment and despair.

Everything he had fought for all this time, felt futile. Finally, now she was going to marry a man she had even known for a few days.

He never imagined, if his father would release him to a man who had just met once, it was without any communication before.

"Tea?" Ares approached his elder brother who was still pensive with his own thoughts.

She felt sorry for the fate of her brother who had to marry in order to keep his promise to the mother. However, he also could not interfere in this matter, what else by refuting the words of his father.

"Tea?" Ares, call a second time.

Dian was aghast, he looked at Ares with the tip of his eyes, then exhaled violently. A legitimate voice that reached the room area, could confirm that his sister was currently picking him up to come out.

"Tea, it's time, Teteh, get out," said Ares, rubbing both shoulders of Diandra, trying to give strength to her brother.

Diandra nodded, finally holding on to Ares' arm. His steps were a little shaky, if only his sister hadn't held him back.

"Steak, is it okay?" ares asked, worriedly.

Diandra smiled faintly, then shook her head slowly, reassuring her sister that she was doing well.

Ares nodded then walked beside Diandra, they stepped out of Diandra's private room, towards the living room where the ijab kabul took place.

Up there, Diandra could see the people who were there, she knew some, besides both parents and Gio of course.

Romi and Randi were also there, as was Yaya. They sit behind Goi who is still in front of the ruler and his father.

Ares brought Diandra to sit next to Gio, Diandra sat with her face down, maybe everyone thought she was embarrassed as a newlywed. However, he actually hid the eyes that were already hot, with tears that were urgent to come out.

Penghulu directs for Diandra to kiss Gio's hand, as her first form of devotion with the status of a wife.

Doubtfully Dian took the hand Gio thrust before her, kissed her a glance then let go again, she had just slightly breathed out as Gio pulled her head and landed a kiss on the forehead.

The echo of applause from the people who were there, did not make Diandra feel a little happiness. But it makes him look even more sad.

A few moments later, the event was over, no party or invitation came. The marriage was completely hidden from outsiders.

Diandra is now in her back room, she is opening every bridal makeup trinkets from her body.

Meanwhile, Gio was still in the living room, he had a chat with Eros and a few others who were still staying there.

Romi and Randi say goodbye first because there is another job they have to do, the two assistants of Gio and Diandra, are also quite surprised by the impromptu marriage of the bosses.

"I'll try to make Diandra happy, Dad," Gio replied.

The day had already gone by in the afternoon, as Gio walked towards Diandra's room. Gio halted his steps in front of the door that was not tightly closed, hesitating a little to enter.

Somehow later she had to face Diandra who had now changed status as her legal wife.

"Son Gio, aren't you in yet?" asked Lisna who happened to pass in front of Diandra's room.

"I–iya, Bun. It's me coming in" Gio replied with a clumsy smile.

"Oh, yes already, if that's how you go there first," said Lisna, who immediately got a nod from Gio.

After Lisna's death, Gio's hand slowly turned the doorknob, nothing could catch the man's eyes, except the female figure who was now standing behind him, staring at the window with her arms crossed over her chest.

Step into the foreign room, the private room of the woman who has now become his wife.

"Dian?" call Gio softly, after he stands behind his wife.

"Why did you approve of this marriage?" without turning around, Diandra asked in a cold tone.

"I'm sorry" replied Gio, without giving any certainty to Diandra's question.

The woman looked down with a long breath. He had no right to be angry with Gio, because in this marriage, the man was also a victim. That was probably Diandra's current thinking.

The two fell silent for a while, shackled in the awkwardness created between the pair of newlyweds.

"What about that woman?" diandra asked, she still remembered the woman who was looking for trouble at her in the hospital.

"Huh?" Gio did not seem to understand where Diandra's question was. Either because there were no more women by his side, or maybe because there were too many women who had surrounded his life.

"I don't care, I don't care about it either." Dian twisted her body, facing Gio.

"We are married in front of our parents and family, we are also married in the eyes of the law and this country. But, you and I know on what basis this marriage happened." Diandra paused his words.

Gio frowned, hearing Diandra's words, even so, he was still trying to listen.

"Can we walk as usual? I'm with my freedom and you're with yours?" ask Diandra.

Although he was eager to decide not to continue this marriage, however, he tried not to make a decision in a hurry.what else this is about the good name of his family.

Diandra could also directly express her request to Gio without asking questions like this, only to be aware, that her status was now a wife.

As strongly as he denied, all of that has now happened, but he only wants to ask for time until he himself can make peace with himself, as well as the problems he is facing right now.

"What do you mean?" ask Gio.

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