Forced To Be a Saving Wife
Chapter 9
"I-I can't, Mom. I don't want to be a thorn in your household. What do you expect of me? A child can grow as long as-"
"I told you, my wife isn't ready to get pregnant. And I want a child. Just answer it, yes or no." Davien cut in a cold tone.
Liana was stunned when she first heard the cold tone of the man before her because she did not expect the man she thought was gentle and angelic-hearted, to be now a stiff and cold figure.
'Because Mas Davien's speech changed once? What exactly, all this is the true nature of Mas Davien and the former ... is his false attitude?' inner Liana.
"We don't have much time to be quiet, Li. Soon the donor heart surgery will begin. Or do I just stop the operation until you can make a decision?" threaten Davien's.
With a heavy feeling, Liana shook her head, "Don't, I-I want to marry you. But don't fail my sister's operation. I-I don't want anything to happen with Viola. Let me sacrifice." said Liana.
Davien smiled happily when he heard the reply from the woman before him. He was very happy because soon his dream will be realized to have a very adorable child.
"good. Our wedding will be done after your sister's done in surgery. But on the condition that I gave you at the beginning of our conversation, you have to sign our agreement. The letter's on Boy. Before your sister goes into the operating room, Boy will give you a letter of agreement and you will have to sign it. If I refuse or forge your signature, I will not hesitate to foil the operation. You understand!" threaten Davien again.
"I-I understand. B-but I also have a condition." said Liana.
"What?" davien asked, "If those conditions don't weigh me down. I'll agree to it!" continued again.
"I-I don't want my sister Viola to know that we're married. Secret our marriage to my sister." Liana said, making Davien think again.
Davien tapped on the table with his index finger as he stared fixedly at the face of the woman who was looking down. "That's no problem. As long as I can have children. If all our talks are over. Now, eat! We don't have much time. Before your sister's operation, you have to read and sign our marriage contract!" kitah Davien's.
"I don't nap eat. I'm full." said Liana as she pushed her bowl of chicken porridge. 'How can I eat, if after this my life changes. I try not to think negatively, but everything on my mind is really happening. The man in front of me threatened me!' inner Liana.
"I don't need a rebuttal! Eat up!" davien's word is firm.
"I-I don't-"
"alright. If this porridge is not finished within 5 minutes. That means, our marriage will be accelerated." Davien threatened. "I'm gonna call Boy to find the queen and get us married!"
Hearing the man before her, Liana brought the bowl of chicken porridge closer to her. Bribes by mouthfuls began to reduce the contents of the bowl.
'I like obedient women like her.' Inner Davien typed something on her phone screen.
There has been no 5 minutes, the contents of the porridge bowl are gone. "good. We'll just go to your sister's room. Boy has everything ready!" tell Davien to get up from his seat and clean his shorts exposed to dust. He stepped his legs without allowing Liana to walk first.
After arriving in front of Viola's room. Liana was able to see her sister who was about to be brought into the operating room.
"Miss," call Boy.
"Miss Viola will perform the operation. He's not unconscious, but he's asleep because-"
"Don't get a lot of stale bases, boy. Just do it according to my orders. I don't want most drama!" cut Davien.
"Good Sir. Look, Miss, before Miss Viola was taken to the operating room. I want to give this to Miss Liana. And Miss Liana please sign this agreement." Boy said to give a letter to a woman named Liana.
Liana took the agreement letter. His eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw the few points that made the white paper filled with scribbles of black ink.
"Take my brother to the operating room, doc!" liana's Word.
"I didn't get permission to bring patients into the operating room" the doctor replied.
Liana again and again looked at Davien and Boy's faces alternately. "Please don't stop my sister. I'll sign this agreement. You don't have to worry!" pinta Liana pleaded.
"Take him to the operating room. But let it go, until this woman wants to sign the agreement." said Davien.
Hearing Davien's words, Liana immediately opened the pen lid. Without reading the letter of agreement, Liana signed on the bottom page with the stamp and her full name. "It has. Everything's been sorted out. I signed this letter. So, please save my sister." Liana said giving a letter of agreement.
Boy and Davien smiled faintly as they saw Liana's hand streak printed clearly on the stamp.
"Bring her up and save her!" tell Boy to the doctor who handles Viola.
"Good, Sir!" the doctor replied and asked the sisters to push the Viola ward towards the operating room followed by Liana in the back.
'May I make the right decision. I can't possibly let my sister be in pain.' Inner Liana.
"You can wait outside. We will carry out the operation!" sister's word is in front of the operating room.
"Save my sister, Sus! Heal brother! Please, he's all I have. Please, sus, help!" please Liana.
The nurse nodded, she walked over and closed the door of the operating room.
Boy walked a few steps towards Liana. "Miss, you better get ready, because the wedding will be in a few minutes. I've prepared all the needs of Miss. Miss can change her clothes in the toilet. The wedding will be held at the hospital mosque" Boy said, leaving Liana shocked.
"What!" cry Liana, "But the initial agreement is not like this. I'm getting married to Mas Davien after my sister's operation went well!" liana.
"It's just an initial agreement that has no evidence at all. The real deal is in this paper. Miss can read, in this letter of agreement, Miss will marry Mr. Davien after Miss Viola enters the operating room. So, inevitably, Miss must follow the agreement that is in this letter!" the words of Boy made Liana look at the face of the sitting man.
"Mas, are you trying to trick me?" liana asked in disbelief.
