Delanie (Not a Wives Bet)

Episode 1 "Married Again??"

" You will marry Mr. Ricardo, Delanie"

It was a lightning bolt that I didn't want to hear at all, not for the first time but this for the second time.

Marriages with people I don't love or don't even know will repeat, and this I hear from someone I've started to love.

You can imagine what it's like to be me, I can only stand by when I hear that word come out of his mouth.

Oh.... Previously I introduced myself, I am Delanie Okta Viana daughter of Okta company which is quite famous in the Capital region.

I am the only child of one of the textile entrepreneurs who is quite famous in Jakarta, Yes indeed my life is arguably quite lucky and luxurious.

But my life changed when my mom and dad paired me with one of the kids from a colleague. This is not a taboo thing for business mafias to do, they even give up the happiness of their sons and daughters just for the sake of business continuity

It was my will that had been executed before my father actually left and left me for good.

Hi...the readers all warm greetings from me, this is my 3rd novel and I will really e in this novel.

I really hope this novel can be accepted after the novel Marry you my destiny season 1 and 2.

Well..in this novel I will use it I as the first person because it seems I am more comfortable as the main character and the object of the sufferer (😊😊😊😊 name halu, please be understood ya)

Well as an introduction I will immediately introduce the main characters according to my Vera, hopefully all of them are pleasing

Now go on to the story and the author will tell the story originally.

" How is it possible??" I said in disbelief, at the age of marriage that has stepped on more than one year I have to hear this directly from my husband.

I didn't know what to say, my mouth my legs and my whole body instantly suffocated to hear it.

" Is this your reply?? what's my fault??"

I stared at his passing even as I called him he did not look at me at all or heed me.

" Basic man is selfish" I mean while hitting all the things in front of me.

" Brukkkk"

The wedding figura that I had been assuming immediately fell just like that even all the glass that protected the figura was shattered into pieces.

" Will my marriage end like this??"

I was instantly speechless to see that shard of glass, it felt like my heart was much more broken and more painful than that Figura.

I fell silent and chose to sit on such a spacious bed, it would be useless if I cleaned up the broken pieces of glass because my heart was much more hurt and more broken.

" So why clean up those shards while the shards in my heart can't be controlled"

" Ahhhh".

" We have to marry her Delanie"

I remember that word from my first love in life, he was my father. The man who fought for me and my future, he was my father and mother

" Daddy I can't possibly marry someone I don't know at all" I said insisting, this isn't the first time my father has discussed my marriage with the man.

" Delanie you promised to marry her if within 6 months you don't find a suitable man then you'll marry my chosen one"

" So that's why Dady kidnapped me and brought me here" I asked cynically.

" Of course" said the person commonly called Mr. Okta

I actually know I'm free against a guy who's been taking care of me for the last 10 years and this is the ridiculous thing I've heard.

" my decision"

Flashback 4 years ago

" Danie you're so stubborn, why do you have to be a dancer if you can do more than that" Dady snapped with a veil that clearly showed anger

" I want to be a ballerina like my dream Daddy" I said,

" No, never will" I said defiantly, I boldly stared at Dady's sharp gaze and this was for the first time.

" Danie" cried Dady in her loudest voice and I still didn't care.

I kept walking away from her and stayed on my decision.

Some days not eating and drinking finally Dady luluh too, that morning he came and approached me who was lying weakly on the bed.

" Danie" said Dady while bringing my favorite toast but as she knew I turned her back

" Well you can go, go wherever you want"

As I got up with the rest of my energy, I kissed Dady's cheek and hugged her very tightly

" You're like your mother, I can't blame you" Dady said

" Feed and decide where you're going"

I just smiled as I wiped my tears, the man who was more than middle-aged finally died me to finish the breakfast he brought.

" I'm like you mommy" I said as I stared at my late mother's large figura.

Again I had to cry because I had to grow up without a mother, it felt so hard because many times I had to see dad dating a young boy my age.