Forced Bound Marriage Heir

Caught

Nayla who was about to get out of the car with her long dress and lifted a little so as not to hit the bandage also got stuck in her heels while walking.

"Be careful" said the aunt, who suddenly helped carry Nayla's bag and gave her comfortable slippers.

"Still Bi," he said kindly.

Aunt smile.

Instantly Darma approaches Alex and struggles spoiled. Nayla stopped her steps and turned her head along with the aunt who also turned around.

"Alex, why don't you just ask the driver to air it, Grandma asked me to pick you up to go to the house of the uncle and aunt of the grandmother's distant family whose granddaughter is being cared for."

"You can call me why you're following." Staring flatly at Darma with his sharp highlight.

"I'm just making sure you don't have any trouble." Glancing at Nayla was a little trivial but, Nayla just stared at the cynical flat of Darma.

"Go get some rest and ask Auntie for whatever you need" she said before getting in the car again and ignoring Darma.

Darma arrives with a car that somehow comes and suddenly tangles in Alex's arm.

Nayla looks back at Darma after seeing Alex and her car move away and another car that seems to come with Darma.

*

As Alex's car drove away, Nayla turned to walk away. He thought Darma would leave too.

"Don't be proud that Alex used to look at you, but, you just got Alex without Grandma, your name's not really worth it with Garendra." Then go and see Nayla no more. The words sounded insinuating.

"Mrs your young..." Bibi realizes Darma's words are very inappropriate but, when she sees Nayla's face a little quiet Bibi undoes the intention of extending her speech.

"I'm sultry, let's go to the room just make ice fruit juice or cold rose tea as usual."

"Good Mistress."

"Oiya bi, Cireng and seasoning rujak are also Seblak meatballs that aunt bought still, I want again?"

"Oh still Madam, want me to make it again, use rice or..."

"Kek usually Bi, but there is no one at home, Aunt also cook we both eat." Nayla and aunty if only they were both like mother and child despite the age a bit far but, they could also be called sister and sister. Sometimes friends join together.

*

Just got a full stomach with a snack to sukaan.

Grandma and Darma suddenly went into the room without knocking and, seeing Nayla sitting on the bed calmly turned her back on them.

Luckily Auntie was good at storing food that way and they finished eating her food quickly.

Nayla felt that someone was approaching.

Glancing to the side.

"Can you come down and make me some tea and then Nayla," glanced at Darma to the side.

"Darma wants to eat, you cook, at least this forced marriage is useful add new members who like to volunteer to serve, this family."

Nayla hid her sense of regret.

With a gentle face and a friendly smile Grandma spoke to Nayla.

Nayla turned her head and nodded with a friendly face harboring hate.

Nayla remembers that Grandma was the one in the parents here and she was the other person who was forced to bond with all the families with the marriage ties of her forced husband.

"Yes." Yeah."

Grandma nodded after Nayla agreed to her words containing the purposeful command in the buay in order to make Nayla depressed.

Nayla got up from her seat and went to the kitchen past grandma and Darma.

Grandma also left but, Darma asked for permission to stay for a while.

"Don't take too long." Darma.

Grandma left.

"This room should be mine." Step into the room where Alex's belongings are stored and include perfume and Alex's clothes that are worn before going to official events as well as non-official.

In the kitchen Nayla finished cooking at the aunty's aid without being caught by grandma.

"The lady is sitting down" said the aunt. Nayla smiled and obeyed what aunt suggested.

When food for Darma is served.

Nayla walks out of the kitchen to see Darma just coming out of her room and Alex's room.

"Darma?" Instantly surprised the call for him made Darma sigh in annoyance. His eyes glanced at the cynical Nayla.

Taking in her breath and exhaling slowly before turning around and while turning around, Darma saw Nayla looking at her suspiciously from below.

His face came back arrogant and stepped down the stairs.

"My food?" Still looks confident.

Nayla turned her head pointing with her chin.

Darma follows Nayla's path. Darma looked back at the arrogant Nayla and left without saying thank you.

Nayla stared at the second floor and felt very curious but, if there was something missing she also did not feel taken, if accused? Whatever. Though the stranger in the room is Grandma and Darma if they make trouble yes whatever.

*

Go to the park by walking slowly and when he saw the chair there immediately quickly he approached it.

Sit comfortably and coolly under the roof of the gazebo.

"Madamary young. " Beno came over suddenly making Nayla almost startled and just closed her eyes for a while and turned her head.

"I'm sorry I suddenly came, I asked you to take the Madam to the office tomorrow, handle some things."

Nayla looked confused. Glance at Beno even sharper.

"Not that the contract letter has been signed for what else, I'm there?"

Beno looked at the clock in his hand.

"Time is eight o'clock right I have picked you try not to wake up late, and on your phone there will be some needs that I have transferred at the request of Mr" he said.

"Loh, uh..." Instantly the voice of the incoming message on Nayla's phone stopped her speech.

"Heah... A lot, what is this? What's for?" Beno nodded and left without answering and said his farewell retreat.

"It's not so obvious."

Clamped back while leaning back.

Tired of all his mind and mind.

getting married arrived, forced and now what is told to take care of business, oh funny. This time he will be considered a real wife, after which it is thrown away like garbage when the contract ends.

It is impossible for the position of the wife, he answered in the brain.

Where could the signature of a married contact a few months ago be canceled can not, Nayla it must be appropriate speech with behavior. Can't hesitate like this.

Want Alex to be nice, Maksa Maksa suddenly took care of the contract signature business is what else huh, so the rain handler!

"It's up to the important thing that I don't have any more problems with my grandmother and get hurt like that" he said to himself and sighed harshly.

Yep, for Nayla to live on the press no matter what physical importance is no longer injured.

*

Beno walks into Alex's room inside the house and sees something in one of Alex's shirts.

"Whose hair is this?" Though he knew there was Nayla in the room but, Beno felt if not Nayla the owner of this strand of hair.

Alex chose to keep it and went with some suits and a tie.

Alex stepped out of the room. The door was closed at that time and someone was hiding in order to enter Alex's private room.

His smile was so satisfied.