Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter 03: Not a woman who is easy to beat

Isvara spilled all her tears in the bathroom. Drowning his face in the bathup trying to make his stuffing not heard by the monster man.

Thirty minutes finished with his bathing ritual Isvara now pecked himself in the big mirror.

There is a shadow of a slender, tall woman with pale white skin, a pointed nose and small lips ranum, as well as beautiful eyes like a soothing lake.

Unfortunately the fate of Isvara's life is not as beautiful as her face.

Isvara's pale face she covered with a little make up. His wrists were reddened by the cruel grip of Gerald also he covered so as not to be a question later.

"If you're ready, take your suitcase and we'll go."

The voice of someone interrupting, Isvara turned to find Gerald looking at him now.

They both stared intently, no one spoke until Isvara walked over to the Gerald and carried her suitcase.

Three days they were in this hotel, a luxury star hotel located on the island of the Gods of Bali.

The place in particular for their honeymoon was a recommendation from Mr. Aryaloka himself.

What honeymoon is it? just a bitch, there's no such thing when the wedding is not what they want.

Gerald and Isvara's marriage was indeed very closed especially from the Gerald family. It was all inseparable from Gerald's own request not to tell first about their marriage.

Today is the time for Isvara to meet directly with the family.

Introduce themselves as the daughter-in-law of their family.

***

The car that will take them is already coming in the parking lot.

"Bring me a suitcase."

"Huh?" Isvara.

"You're deaf or you're stupid, huh heh hah. Bring my suitcase!" spray Gerald on Him.

"But why should I? you can bring your own suitcase."

"Have you forgotten the rules?" Gerald took his sunglasses down.

"You're the slave and I'm the king, so you must obey my every command" the man pressed.

Isvara glared with a fist that he was ready to lay on the songong's face, but Isvara said because if they serve it, they will become fossils in this hotel.

"Alright young master, according to your command." Isvara's voice was pressed with teeth that clasped in anger.

While the man he looked at showed a triumphant smile. "Good." then Gerald passed forward.

Isvara trudgingly lifted two large and heavy suitcases into the trunk of the car, until finally the car driver who saw him feel pity.

"Do you want me to help you?" the driver's permission.

"Who told you to help that woman?!" gerald's voice is back.

"But mister .. "the driver's speech stopped after a sharp glare from Gerald.

"Sorry, no."

Isvara pulled the corner of her lips. "It's okay."

Then the driver passed to his wheel and did not want to be sprayed again from the cruel young master.

"Quickly, don't let go" said Gerald, who noticed Isvara lifting the last suitcase.

Isvara. "Basan the arrogant young master."

"What did you say?"

Isvara gasped hastily neutralizing the countenance. "No, I didn't say anything."

But Gerald is not a man who easily believes.The man then approached Isvara and pulled his arm rough.

"Aww," Isvara grimaced.The one Gerald suppressed was his scar yesterday.

"One more time you're pecking in front of me, I'll shut your mouth" Gerald jolted.

"Then, you will open my mouth with bricks huh," Isvara jolted back.

Gerald grinned. "Unfortunately not with that, but I will silence her with my mouth."

The deg! Isvara reflexively closed her lips with her hands as Gerald abruptly advanced his face.

Her memory floated up remembering that night, where Gerald stole a kiss from her by force. That was his first kiss.

Isvara again grimaced, the red wound on his wrist getting worse.

"Basic bastard." said Isvara in his heart.

"Hurry in or I'll leave." Gerald's voice interrupted him in the car.

Finally Isvara entered the car by stomping his legs annoyed and the car drove away from the hotel area.

***

In the car there is no conversation between them, Isvara prefers to face the car glass to pay attention to the scenery, while Gerald himself is busy with his cellphone.

"Thank you Lau," Gerald clucked as the phone stopped connecting.

Gerald is still trying hard to contact her lover, apologizing and explaining the situation, and she and Laura will be together to fight for their love.

Frustrated Gerald finally gave up, free Laura would not pick up the phone from him now.

Gerald's phone rang hurriedly the man picked it up.

"Yes, hello pah."

Isvara turned his head, apparently Mr. Aryaloka who called. thank God he will not be alone again with this annoying creature.

"Well, we'll be at the airport soon."

"okay."

Tut! connection disconnected.

"What!" gerald snapped suddenly as he turned towards Isvara.

The shocked Isvara straightened his shoulders.

Isvara was suddenly embarrassed, because he seemed to be caught watching the man, but not at all.

"Don't tell me you eavesdropped on the conversation."

Isvara looked up, staring. "Don't kegeeran, you're beside me, of course I don't want to hear your talk."

Gerald thundered and refocused his gaze forward.

"Sadly, if it wasn't for the threats from Papah, I wouldn't have allowed you to my family."

Again Isvara who was focused on looking to the side now looked back at the arrogant young master with a nagging look.

"I've never forced you to marry me or introduce me to your family.If you divorce me now I'll gladly accept it, too,"

"That color is freedom for me."

Brakk! Isvara was surprised, Gerald slammed his own phone until it lay horribly.

Isvara's surprise is increasing no less Gerald is now pulling his hair strong, he can even feel Gerald's nails stuck in the skin of his head.

"Creaming you?" Gerald snorted. "it's not that easy."

Isvara continued to grimace in pain, trying to remove Gerald's hand from her hair.

"You said yourself that if this marriage is only a compulsion, why not divorce me now and marry your lover."

"Heh, know thyself," Gerald's eyes flashed with anger, as his savage side had been aroused by his anger for Isvara.

"Telling you won't be that easy, you've made my lover suffer with this stupid marriage.I'll make your life suffer as well, and then let go like a pathetic piece of trash."

*Making your lover suffer? don't you know I'm the one here who suffered from having to marry the mean man you*

Gerald threw his hand out of Isvara's hair violently.They stared at each other with deep hatred.

If Gerald thinks Isvara will cry after what he did, then Gerald is mistakenly big, he is not that weak.

"You have to think twice before you make my life suffer."

"This is not a novel world where the female lead can only cry if treated arbitrarily," Isvara boldly pointed at Gerald's face.

"I'm not an easy woman to beat."

"So don't ever think of me as a helpless woman, remember that, cruel young master," Isvara said without caring about the look on Gerald's face as if to pounce on her.

While the driver in front can only silently watch the two lovebirds quarrel.

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