Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter 45. Give a chance

The night moon was shining brighter, the light seemed to fall on two people who were now staring in.

Isvara frowned, astonished at Gerald's words. The man was really like a chameleon, changing personality.

Jeez where is this arrogant, arrogant and ruthless man? Gerald who is now like a duckling who lost his mother, thought Isvara.

"Gerald can you let go of your embrace first?" Isvara again tried to give her understanding.

"No way!" Whine the man.Don't want his embrace released.

God, is this guy really the Gerald he knows?

Though Gerald was four years old above Isvara, but why is it here that Gerald was childish and he was forced into adulthood?

"Gerald, you want this time to go on anyway?" Isvara rubbed the man's forehead, and Gerald was like a child whining to buy a toy.

And sure enough Isvara's guess, there were two women who passed by them, watching while whispering mesem-mesem.

"Sweeet is so."

"In fact, if a man has met the right woman, he will show his effective nature.Gemes deh."

"The guy looks a lot like Jefri Nichol."

"The mother was very lucky."

Their whispers and speech sounded very loud, and their seductive gaze made Isvara grimace, even more uncomfortable.

"Gerald, look, aren't you ashamed of seeing people?" Isvara really should be extra soft, like baby-sitting. Yeah, the big baby.

Slowly Gerald's embrace on his waist loosened, then both hands came loose.

"Ah, bang*sat!" the man cussed, roughing his hair.

"Sorry Ra, if it makes you uncomfortable" he said.

Gerald did not know why he did it, everything naturally flowed, which was in his mind only he did not want to part with Isvara.

Isvara. "Would you like to go home?" tanyakanya.

Gerald nodded. "You together?"

Isvara smiled. "May." then they go hand in hand.

Gerald grimaced, rubbing his nape feeling awkward, Isvara's smile like mocking him.

"Gerald stupid, stupid, why are you showing your weak side to Isvara anyway? he can't be a gentleman anymore stupid!" rutuk Gerald in his heart.

Gerald was very sorry, but on one side his heart felt flowery when he embraced Isvara earlier.

"My wife's stomach turned out to be good for a pillow" he muttered smiling to himself.

***

While Mahesa turned around, doing her car somewhere. The man was cold with no expression, inversely proportional to his warm and friendly nature during this time.please this man was holding back his turmoil.

Mahesa the real sadboy did give up before struggling.

From where, he could be as careful as Isvara, the girl was different from most women as he always met, Isvara unique, unique,she was a simple tough girl and her eyes narrowed as she smiled as if overturning Mahesa's life.

Sometimes Isvara is like Kayra, the little sister she always wanted to protect, but sometimes Mahesa sees Isvara like the grown woman she wants to date. He could not deny his heart now fell in the charm of the girl.

Mahesa chuckled, but she could not hide the tears flowing in her net corner. Again he had to give in with Gerald, forced to bury his feelings deeply.

He realized, could not for him against Gerald. The man would always win in any case, even about the affection of his mother, Gerald always wins.

For the size of a child who is nobody in an entrepreneurial family, Mahesa is still very lucky to have the affection of her late father and grandmother, although not as big as Gerald, Mahesa is still quite self-aware, his position was only a backup player, not a main cast.

Mahesa hopes that this time Gerald is serious about his feelings for Isvara and wants to change for the girl.

"Isvara, may you be happy." Her tears fell.

***

Fortuner Gerald's car lands perfectly in the prison house. There are two more cars in the garage, likely Papa and grandmother along with mother and sister Kayra, have returned from abroad.

Gerald's eyes wandered, was Isvara going to talk about divorce with his father? does his wife really want to separate from him?

"Why?" isvara asked her to shake her daydream.

"Isvara." this time Gerald both eyeballs Isvara clingy. "Do you really want to be separated from me?"

The plump eyelashes gnashed, "Why are you asking that?"

"Papa's color has gone home" replied Gerald, his eyes fixed on the two parked cars making Isvara also see him.

"I don't know either" said Isvara.

Wasn't this the moment he was waiting for?

"So you .. will accept me?" Gerald became a sumringah.

"Remember, what you've done to me all this time is too evil Gerald," Isvara said.

Gerald understood, he can't be forgiven that easily. But he won't give up either.

"But I want to change" said Gerald. "Changed my attitude for the better, for your sake."

Isvara sighed softly. "Don't for me."

"But ... " Isvara took the man's burly hand and placed her palm on his chest. "For your own sake."

"You know, a lifetime is too long, Gerald."

"I don't want to spend the rest of my life with a man who's willing to change himself just to be with me."

"I want him to change himself because he wants to be better, not because of me." Isvara smiled.

"At least until these four months are over, I will remain silent, I hope you can use it to prove your sincerity."

After saying that Isvara got out of the car leaving Gerald frozen, Isvara's words seemed to give a new color in his heart. That means Isvara will give him a chance? isvara will not file for divorce before the six months are over.

This time Gerald will prove his sincerity. "Yes! yes!" the man cheered small.

Fighting Gerald's!

***

In the warm atmosphere of the house immediately greet, large families are now gathering and chatting in the living room. The re-presence of Mr. Aryaloka, Mrs Triani, Madame Indira and Kayra was welcomed with joy, running smoothly and there were no obstacles. In business, Mr. Aryaloka has dominated the international market and catapulted the company's name abroad.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, not with Kayra, the young girl just sat quietly in the corner of the chair with her solitude.

It prompted Isvara's curiosity, and she approached Kayra.

"Kay, what's wrong with you?" Isvara patted her shoulder making Kayra sober.

Kayra was a bit of a shock, like she was holding a heavy load in her brain.

"No, Kay is okay" Kayra replied.

Feeling that something was wrong, Isvara pulled the girl's arm until they slightly moved away from the crowd.

"Now lonely, you can be frank with me, Kay."

Kayra's face suddenly changed. "So I don't want to be in a mate. Kay just wants to be with Raka."

Isvara's forehead frowned. "Sister, it turns out that dad ngajak Kay participated to New York because papa would fool Kay with the son of his business partner who was there."

"Grandma says it's good to strengthen their company's business relationship, but Kay doesn't want to." The girl shook her head. "We don't want to be crushed by their greed."

"Wait on Kay, you seem to have misunderstood." Isvara tried to calm him down.

"Sister, papa soin kay a tool for his business doang, Kay does not want, Kay just love Raka."

The girl shook her head with a clear face. "Wouldn't you help Kay? help Kay talk to Raka tomorrow."

Isvara was so confused, what should she do?

"It's only Vara's sister who can help us" Kayra said, holding her hand.

"Help Kay and Raka to fight for our love."

It's-it's complicated. A complicated love story due to different castes.

***

As the night wore on, Gerald in his room seemed so carefree that Isvara did not file a divorce with his father and he would not be widowed enough to make him happy this time.

The man walked while whistling, walking towards the glass revealing his half-plain body.

"Look, who's the sexiest man of the century?" Gerald was so narcissistic looking at his own shadow.

Then his eyes were fixed on the necklace that now hung beautifully on his neck.

Gerald was a little fingered, right this is his wedding ring.

Because he was upset that the ring did not fit on his finger, Gerald decided to make the ring as a necklace and now he was happy because the ring would continue with him and would never be released.

"Yes!" one idea popped into his head.

Because of seeing her hair that is getting longer and longer, Gerald decided to go to the barber shop tomorrow and invite Isvara to participate.

The first step is to shave your hair with ayang.

"Yash! Gerald lo was brilliant," praising himself.

"Tomorrow is my first date with Isvara."

Gerald! Gerald! you're a genius.