Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Sweet ending

Towards H Day came, after a great rush to prepare for the marriage of Gerald and Isvara, the day finally came.

Their wedding concept was outdoor, by the beach with a vast expanse of silver sand, Isvara herself who wanted a concept like this, and Gerald as a standby husband could only nod in agreement.

On the same day a surprise for the wirasena family was present, where Brandon with his wheelchair led by his sister Brinda came together, making one family surprised.

"Have you guys face too?" ketus Kayra, he was too caught off guard by the actions they did. Gerald nudged his sister's arm, gesturing for silence, though his grudge against Brandon was still burning, even wanting to kill Brandon right now, but not for Brinda who knew nothing about all this.

Brinda came forward, while Brandon threw away the prestige that seemed to collapse inside him and it made him angry.

"Mr, om Arya, Aunt Andini, the store please forgive us, we do not know where else to go, we have no place to stay" said Brinda with tears.

"Sister, talk." Brinda's code is on the big brother.

Slowly Brandon raised his face. "Om Arya sorry, Gerald sorry," silent for a moment. "I-isvara, sorry."

Isvara advanced first. "I've forgiven you Brandon."

"Darling?" Gerald called, there was a sense of unwillingness because his wife forgave Brandon just like that.

"What do I have to do but forgive? revenge will not bring good."

"So good brother's heart." said Kayra.

"Brandon's condition is like this, there is no possibility that he can commit crimes again. So Brandon, I've forgiven you."

"Thank you sister-in-law.I'm sorry I've been mean to you, too." Brinda's eyes are already glazed over.

"Sir, sorry Arya, because our family is a bad name. Mommy's recovering at RSJ, sister's paralyzed, I quit college, apartment's confiscated, I don't know where else to go but here."

Grandma smiled sincerely. "Come here."

The original Brinda and Brandon exchanged glances, doubtful they were approaching, Brandon pushing his own wheelchair.

In carrying the two into an embrace, mistress Triani stroked the hair of the two gently.

"Whatever you are my grandchildren, I forgive you and accept your return to this family, however wide the door of this house is always open for you."

That's when Brandon cried so much, making everyone there dumbfounded, touched while stealing glances.

In the arms of the grandmother Brandon spilled everything, no matter how many pairs of eyes saw it, Brandon was stunned in the arms of a grandmother's affection.

Now Brandon understood, what he had been thinking all this time turned out to be wrong, not their families who were not loved, not a loving grandmother, but it is he who does not see how their love for him, he seemed blind with only one side of judgment without thinking it might be the mistake that came from him that was never grateful.

Naturally, if Arya is angry because she has never been as hard as Gerald and Mahesa to develop the family company, it is natural that grandma is angry because she always misbehaves the family name, which shames the family name, it's not the family that's wrong, it's him.

"I'm sorry grandma ... I-I've lost my mother, I don't want to lose you either."

Mrs Triani patted Brandon on the back, saw him once dashing and always pongah now no more than a helpless man in a wheelchair made him sad.

Mr. Aryaloka came closer, he hugged Brinda too, patting Brandon on the back.

"You're still my niece, no matter what happens, family ties will always be established."

Family is not just made of blood ties, that's what Brandon and Brinda are taking their wisdom now.

All were moved, Isvara and Kayra rubbed their teary eyes, Mahesa and Gerald embraced each other, now both of them have made peace to forget and want to focus ahead.

"Cyria forgive me."

"Why apologize, grandma and papi are right, we're a family no matter what."

Then Brinda and Kayra hugged each other, they laughed as they cried together, joy and relief enveloped them.

From a distance, mbok Minah, Dewi, Andini also drifted to see it, they also shrunk their eyes, grateful for this happy ending.

"Seneng, can see those who get along now," said mbok Minah.

"Hooh bik, the new feeling yesterday was squirming, Mr. Gerald and young lady are still fighting, now you want to be an old man."

"Destiny doesn't know Wi."

"Yes bik, especially the one next to us." the atmosphere of haru so changed because the Goddess nudged Andini's shoulder.

"Why are you with Andini?"

"Ituloh, now it's not close to the Mahesa den, is it Din?"

"Ih, what the hell is Wi, how come that's the shit."

"Cie, shy she makes." Dewi laughed idly, since yesterday he noticed, from body cues and eye language, he knew there was something between Andini, the beautiful assistant and the young master to these two wirasena families.

"Wes, wes, don't tease Mulu nak Andini, shame her," mbok Minah laughs, teases.

Andini shook her head with heated cheeks, then her eyes accidentally met with the eyes of Mahesa who had been looking at her, both of them then smiled, Mahesa blinked one eye, making Andini smile embarrassed.

Let this love be the secret of both of them, as well as the owner of the heart.

Finally day H arrived. The sun slowly hid itself behind the horizon which was beginning to turn yellow. The outdoor concept on the prewedding beachfront of Isvara and Gerald in lasungkan, the breezy gentle breeze blowing a white rose-based that adorns the sacred place witnesses the sacred bond of two human children today, in the name of their love.

Isvara looks very beautiful with a white dress wrapped in her tiny body, the bumil aura so emanated strongly makes her appearance even more stunning, as well as Gerald, the man looks very dashing with his black tuxedo, plus the white rose in his pocket, so masculine, both are very harmonious together.

Some wedding organizers still look back and forth preparing the decoration, which takes the theme all black and white as Isvara wishes, this marriage in a simple title only attended by nuclear families and closest friends.

"Congratulations Isvara, for your wedding." Laura came in matching clothes with the man beside her, Samuel, they got along already, Isvara thought.

"Thank you." he smiled kindly.

Then came the others, congratulating him, because there were some close friends from Gerald's company who came too, so even though it was closed but still crowded.

Then all the invited guests sat on the seats that had been provided, the MC voice began to sound to start the event.

Isvara in his place looked nervous in tight grip on the bouquet of white roses in both hands that have been decorated beautiful, he took a deep breath, the smell of the sea is so soothing, so soothing, he turned to see that the sun was so beautiful to set, the sound of breaking waves hitting the rock seemed to be a beautiful harmony at this wedding.

The marriage that had been her dream has finally come true, with the man she loves.

"Son," someone patted his shoulder gently, Isvara turned her head.

"Dad."

"You ready?"

Isvara lowered her head, took a momentary breath chanting the prayer in her heart at a glance, then nodded.

"Come on." father reached out his hand, Isvara's hand wrapped in white gloves greeted him, father looked very dignified in his black suit.

With a little groggy Isvara walked gracefully with the father beside her towards the altar, where there was already Gerald with his sweet smile.

The guests sitting on the right left side looked amazed by Isvara's beauty as a bride.

In front of the altar the father stopped, gently rubbing the back of Isvara's hand.

"Dad can only drive here. Blessed is my daughter, meet your husband." father led Isvara's hand to meet with Gerald's burly hand and put the two together, he shrank the edge of his eyes slowly and then pulled over, Isvara smiled, "thank you father."

Dad nodded, there has been a lot of pain that you went through, hopefully after this only happy who always approached you.

Gerald and Isvara then said the wedding vows, with a smile that never faded on each other's faces.

The orange sky seemed to be a witness to the union of the two of them. Now the two officially become husband and wife, without coercion as before, there is only love.

"I love you."

"I love you to." Isvara smiled.

Then the two kissed on the white sand of the beach, in the clean sea behind them, through seagulls whose voices were simple as if to convey this happy news.

Then the next event throws flowers. The guests so enthusiastically welcomed her, they stood up.

In a matter of one two three, Isvara threw the flowers from behind, silent for a moment, it turned out that Samuel who got it, then the atmosphere changed with the cheers of the audience who came.

"Okay, next year means Laura and I are getting married!" samuel shouted, which caused laughter, as well as the cheers of invited guests.

"Laura! do you accept my love!"

The lady up front there patted the eel feeling embarrassed by this man's behavior.

"Laura! answer my question!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Everything seemed frenzied, supporting Samuel's sudden action.

"All right, I want to!" Laura replied.

"Yes!"

Everyone there including the bride in front of them, applauded in joy, all of them had a happy ending.

Isvara and Gerald looked at each other, then smiled.

"Let's live another thousand years for our love."

"As long as it's with you, I'll always live wherever it is."

"For our love." Gerald rubbed Isvara's growing belly.

"For our love."

- HAPPY ENDING