Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

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How does it feel to be married to your own future sister-in-law?

That is how the Andini Sera must swallow a bitter pill on her happy day when the lover who became her groom blurred without clarity.

Not wanting to bear the shame of making the two families decide to marry Syera with Dewangga Arjuna Dirgantara who is none other than the brother of Danish.

At the insistence of large families make them inevitably do marriage on the basis of compulsion.

How do they go through the household nosedives while love alone is not present between them?

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Chapter 01

The beautiful lady in the ivory white wedding dress that dangled downwards was moving anxiously in the waiting room, staring sadly ahead, it should be her happy day today, why the misfortune he got?

"Where is this Mr Anthony, where is Danish why hasn't he come yet?!" anger was clearly printed on the fatherly face, Mr. Hans the father of the bride at this wedding was fed up, because the groom who never came.

"Relax Mr. Hans, Danish is in another car, he'll definitely be here soon."

"Look, what time is it? I'll start soon." Mr. Hans can no longer be silent, 1 hour they wait, even pak pengulu is ready here, also the witnesses, but the expected never come.

"Prophemently, we wait again." the woman with the maroon kebaya neatly carried with her soft words calmed the husband.

"Where to be patient, it's about the dignity of our family, the fate of our daughter!" said Mr. Hans with a high tone, negotiations are no longer a solution, because the groom did not come.

Mr. Antony can no longer be silent, his big name is at stake here, he then called the driver who brought the Danish car, but what he got was a message from his son.

[Well, I can't get married now, I'm not ready]

How shocked she was after reading the message, Ratna's mother as Danish approached.

"How's the reward, any word on Danish?" he was worried, pak Penghulu could no longer wait, the invited guests were waiting in front, many relations and their business partners who came to this event.

"That kid is really brash!" muttered Mr. Antony full of growls.

"Why reward?" Ms. Ratna waited anxiously for what the husband would say.

"Well, Danish ran away. He's not coming."

"What?!" it was not the voice of Ms Ratna, but Mr. Hans who had heard it first.

"What do you mean by Danish running away?!"

The scream was heard to the ears of Syera, the girl could no longer stem her cries, it was true her guess, Danish was not ready for this marriage.

"Jerner ... "

His friends stared sadly, those who would become brishmad on the day of Syera's wedding, even greeted with tears of the girl.

"I have to how ... " She was crying no longer caring about her makeup that would fade.

Beyond the growing debate, Hans, who did not want to bear the shame, asked the groom's family for a solution to the escape of their son.

"Where is this Mr Anthony? we can't be embarrassed like this, just look for Danish until we meet, this marriage can't be canceled."

Mr. Anthony and his wife were both confused, repeatedly they called Danish numbers, but their second son seemed to disappear in the swallow of the earth, the car that should have brought him here also came alone.

The day was getting higher, rumors about the blur of the groom had started to sound, they were whispering about this thing that was happening.

Until things got worse, a man came, walked over to Mr. Antony and Ms. Ratna.

"Well, reward."

They looked, not just Mr. Antony and Ms. Ratna but everyone else who was there.

"God!" mr. Antony approached, "are you here?"

Seeing the gazes of the people there made the masculine man look down in doubt.

"Sure, this is my sister's wedding, where maybe I didn't come."

Dewangga Arjuna, the older brother of Danish Vijaya, was originally in Singapore, so Mr. Antony did not think his son would come.

Everyone flocked to make the Gods frown in wonder, and was this not a wedding, where the bride and groom were?

"Sir Antony is not the time to welcome your son, which is the time you think is the solution to all this?" sir emphasized his words.

The gods are confused. "What is this reward?"

Mr. Antony took a slow breath, "We're looking for a solution because your sister ran away from her marriage."

Then a moment later he regained his senses, staring at the God attached. "Sir Hans, what if the God of my first son became his groom, replacing the fleeing Danish.

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This crazy, inner Syera, he heard directly the idea from his future father-in-law because the room and place they were discussing were very close, directly coming out with a loud refusal.

"No way!"

"No way!"

Their cry Together, God and Shera turned to each other, realizing each other's existence. The faces of both sides were stunned for a moment to hear the proposal expressed by Mr. Antony.

"How can you decide this, even me and this man don't know each other," Sheera called out her disapproval, three years dating Danish he even just found out if the man has an older brother, he, though his relationship is very close to the Danish family but even mamah Ratna never talked about his first son.

"But think about it baby, it's for the dignity of our family." Hans said softly to his daughter.

"Bah." Syera shook with tears that melted back.

"Darling, listen to me?"

"Mah." Mah." Syera shook her head weakly staring at the sad woman who had given birth to her.

"God, will you replace your sister?" while Mr. Antony tried to talk to his son.

"But reward, marriage is not something to be played with."

"But it's not a game, your brother ran away somewhere, now that things are messed up, we can't go home with embarrassment." Now Ratna's mom is speaking.

"Try to understand the situation, we know it's sudden for you, but only you we can count on." Antony patted God on the back.

"Well, how could I possibly marry my sister-in-law? if it's like this it's better to cancel it."

"Can't be a pity, outside the guests are waiting, there are many business partners papah you, there's no way we make a family name shame, follow your papah said yes?"

Syera shook her head with tears that fell down her white neck.

"But this is the name of the coercion." The sherah is getting sobbing.

Wanting to feel he cursed Danish right now, it was his fault to urge the man to marry her right now, he already knew there were doubts that Danish always displayed if he discussed about marriage, if he discussed about marriage, but it's not his fault, doesn't every woman need certainty?

Mamah shook her head while grasping the back of her hand. "But we have no choice."

"Shera, like it or not, inevitably you have to marry the son of God, this is papah's order!" firmly mr Hans.

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"I accept the marriage of Syera andini bint Hans andara with the mascavine in cash," said Dewa in a single breath, without burden in front of pak pengulu.

"Well." shouted the witnesses.

In the end all had happened, Shera and the Gods gave in to their urgent situation, amidst the euphoria that was occurring, they kept quiet, each other, immersed in each other's thoughts about marriage on the basis of the coercion that just happened.

How can they live this sacred bond, if love alone is not present in their midst?