Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter 25: The real suffering has begun

"No ... " That one word finally came out of Isvara's mouth.

Mr. Aryaloka let out a long breath. Isvara has made the right decision, he said.

While Isvara saw that Lord Aryaloka was relieved, he smiled.

"You must know Isvara, it was Mr. Aryaloka who saved your father. You have to sacrifice" he murmured inwardly.

"So you're going to stay by Gerald's side until these six months are over?"

Isvara nodded. "Yes my grandma."

"That's your decision, then you have to bear whatever the consequences," Triani said.

***

In the morning everything seems busy. Mr. Aryaloka and Mrs Indira prepare for office.

As a President of Aryaloka schedule is indeed very dense, grateful there is always Indira the wife who is always next to him.

Mrs Triani himself had gone early in the morning to check the construction of the educational foundation in his club.

Mahesa and Kayra are getting ready for college. They were in the same university with different faculties, so it was common for them to always leave together.

But today it's not. "Kay let's go." Take Mahesa.

"No, Esa's brother left first." Esa is Kayra's special call to Mahesa.

"Why?"

"I ... Going with Raka."

Kayra looked shy when she said it and her cheeks met red, making Mahesa suspicious.

"I just realized you're the closest to Raka, what not-don't? ... "

"Sir Esa, syuttt!" Kayra, who was embarrassed, put her finger over her lips, gesturing for her brother to shut up.

"Do you like Raka Kay?" Mahesa glared in a whisper.

"Waaw," Mahesa was amazed, "our princess is now grown," he said.

Kayra smiled. "But you have to keep it a secret, yes, only Vara and Esa's sister know."

The euphoria instantly makes Mahesa fly, when she finds out only she and Isvara have Kayra's secret.

That small? Whatever is Isvara's connection, Mahesa is always pounding.

"Is it really just me and Isvara who know this?"

Kayra nodded like a shy cat, adorable. Mahesa stroked her sister's hair.

Although they are different Father and mother, but their brotherly relationship is really harmonious. Mahesa always regarded and loved Kayra as her sweet little sister.

Kayra, too, loved Gerald and Mahesa always.

Is not brotherly relations not only based on blood relations?

Gerald passed by and watched their interaction. At once he felt annoyed.

Not only did Mahesa take away her father's love, she also tried to win over his sister's affection, but Gerald wouldn't let that happen.

"Kayra," called Gerald, and Kayra and Mahesa turned their heads.

"Don't want to give your sister a kiss good morning?"

"Oh yeah forget it," Kayra immediately smiled and ran over and hugged Gerald.

Kayra then kissed on the forehead, and Gerald's cheeks alternated.

This morning routine they always do since they are small and have not changed until now.

"Good morning Brother Gerald," Kayra smiled broadly.

Gerald smiled, slightly twitching the cheeks of Kayra's kingpin.

Mahesa watched, then smiled. The relationship between the two sisters is always sweet.

Gerald saw her and hugged Kayra again. Mahesa looked at Gerald's eyes as if to say, "you won't be able to take my sister away from me!"

Or just his feelings? Shuffling quickly, Mahesa ignored him then prepared to leave.

"You want to be with brother?"

Kayra shakes funny. "Don't you first, Kay wants to go with Raka."

Hearing the name Gerald was immediately angry.His memory returned when he saw Raka who was so attentive to Isvara and it made him upset.

"Don't get too close to Kay."

"Why?" Kayra squinted.

"You know for sure, Kayra's daughter is self-made because a princess collongmerat inappropriate with Raka who is just a chauffeur's son, what people say if you stay close to her continue."

"Sister, sister don't be like that" Kayra looked disappointed.

"Whatever, to me the Raka was just a servant's son, so never get close to him again. obey the brother."

Kayra looked down miserably, what if her sister knew she already loved Raka? Would her brother disagree?

"Yes, if you're careful, that's it" said Gerald stroking Kayra's head.

***

Gerald was tidy with an old gray suit that fit snugly attached to his burly body.

He tidied up his appearance in the mirror, then walked out with his loyal assistant carrying his bag.

"Issavara! Isabara!"

Gerald's shrill voice rang out, but the name he called never came to upset him.

"Arava!" this time he pulled out his entire vocal cords.

"Yes." Yeah." Isvara came crammed with apron on the body.

"Heh, Sund*l, are you here on call for a long time, making me angry?" the hardic.

As already, Isvara chose silence.not because he could not fight, but because it was still morning he did not want to cause a commotion.

"What did you call me?"

"This is how you look at a king? down down!" his words were upset to see Isvara's fierce gaze.

Isvara this time could only obey, he lowered his head, putting both hands in front respectfully.

"May I say this is your first assignment from me and you have to do it every day."

"Pak Tian explain it to her!" gerald's word to his personal assistant.

"Good den." mr. Tian bowed respectfully.

"For the duty of lady Isvara-"

"Wait for Mr. Tian, who told you to call him 'monya'?"

"Eh, you mean aden?" the half-century man did not understand.

"He's just a slave, call him 'Slave of Isvara'."

Mr. Tian grimaced to hear it, then his gaze turned towards Isvara.he felt pity, yet could do nothing.

"Alright, for Isvara's slave duty," sir Tian very heavily called out the nickname.

"First of all, every morning you have to wake up earlier than Mr. Gerald, at 3 or 4, the point should not be too late before Mr. Gerald opens his eyes."

"Secondly, you have to prepare every workpiece, warm the water before he takes a bath."

"Thirdly you must put on a tie and shoes for him every time he goes to work."

"Fifth, take Mr. Gerald off to work, waiting at the gate as he was about to return home."

"Eventually, all of this must be done on time, not to be late for anything." Mr. Tian then closed the note again and explained in detail.

"Now do you understand, slave?"

Isvara was holding back angrily, his hand as if stretched out to give his raw bogem to the man.

"Hey, do you understand Isvara's slave?"

Gerald enjoyed every Suffering Isvara.he had indeed prepared this very ripe and only to play around, and to seek satisfaction on top of Isvara's suffering.

"Understanding, but why do you want me to do all this for you? are you so obsessed with me?" Isvara raised one eyebrow, defiant.

"What are you thinking?" Gerald, who had been overcome with anger, pulled Isvara's head.

Isvara gasped and grimaced in pain, "You want to pull my hair out again right? please do if it makes you satisfied."

As Gerald fell silent, his memory of Isvara's long hair falling out from it, made him release his grip.

But it was not satisfied for Gerald, he pulled Isvara's arm, pressed it until it sounded like a broken bone.

"Akhhh," Isvara really felt a tremendous pain.

While pak Tian could only look down not wanting to see the torture, nor could he do anything.

"Remember, ugly woman, I'm doing this just for my pleasure, don't ever think I'm obsessed or loving you, because it's never going to happen!"

"Hahaha, after all self-conscious, I can't possibly put my heart on an ugly, poor woman like you" Gerald said, pressing Isvara's hand.

"Let go of Gerald," Isvara seemed to cry out in pain.

Gerald took it off, Isvara immediately held onto his bluish wrist as he continued to grimace.

Gerald's hand turned to grip Isvara's cheek, framing the girl's petite face with his burly hand.

"Remember, from tomorrow you have to do all the tasks I give you, if you let go or make a little mistake, then I will punish you, and the stakes are your father."