Forced to Marry a Disabled Girl

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"Hs Algar where the hell you are, like mama to sleep on the sofa know not anyway, because wait for you!" sergeant is a middle-aged woman who still looks fresh and beautiful.

"Sorry ma, Semalem Algar nemenin Ben in the hospital."

"Ben, what pain is he?"

"Obviously ma, bogem victim." replied Algar while dropping his body on the sofa, rubbing his eyes that felt sore due to lack of sleep.

"Bogem sacrifice how the hell do you mean?"

"Biantem!" reply brief.

"Ck, young people are very different hobbies, just be careful if you follow, not going to think you are a child again Al,"

"No ma!"

"You have to remember, in this world the mama only has you Al" he said.

"Yes yes, Algar kok promise, will continue my mother's advice."

"Yaudah, take a smelly shower, you'll have to go to work soon, right?"

Algar nodded, "Ma berta," Algar held the hand of the mother who was about to go to the dining table.

"Why again?"

"Ben's wife looks exactly like Mama!"

"Ben, Ben is married, when? my mom doesn't know!"

"Udah lama ma, about 8 months he said, they used to marry secretly, because his wife was sick."

"Oh so, continue the recipe when, there must be a big event right, it is impossible that the honorable family like the Ben family does not invite many people."

Algar who shakes his shoulder "Al don't know ma."

"Eh but seriously you ma, Ben's wife looks like mom." Algar grabbed the mother's shoulder, followed her to the dining table.

"It's so similar, it's just the difference between Ben's young wife."

"You mean, this mama's the old version?"

"My mom is not that." Algar pulled one of the chairs next to the dining table, then allowed the mother to sit on it.

"Mama was curious."

"Research, we'll invite him here sometime ma, dinner or something."

"It's a good idea."

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Elsewhere a bruised-faced man looked pensive and looked up at the ceiling of his room, looking at the decorative lights hanging there.

After the hospital delivered by the Algar this morning, until the day went by, not one bit he intended to move his body leaving the bed that is currently where he laid his body.

Sighing several times, before then reaching for his phone that he put on the nightstand, his long fingers moved to rub the smart screen, looking for a name that he had stored in his contacts.

"Hey, why is it that the more I forget, the more it fills my mind!" his grunts, while pressing his jaw that still feels pain.

Back throw just any phone on the mattress, then move to open the curtain window cover that feels warm because of the sun.

A little peek outside, until the glint of his eyes accidentally saw a red rose that was blooming, things that reminded him of his little wife's daughter.

Although he never noticed any activities of the Princess during this time, but Ben accidentally never saw several times his wife, watering, cleaning, even photographing the flowers.

"Damn!"

Not wanting to wait any longer, he immediately grabbed the car keys and his cellphone, then stepped wide towards the outside where his car was parked there.

Then Ben drove his car to a university where his wife was studying.

"Why did I just think of coming here anyway!" he muttered, then turned to look at the wide open campus gate.

"It's supposed to be time for him to go home, right?" he asked himself, and sure enough, a few minutes later his wife came out, walking hand in hand with the others.

Not wanting to lose this opportunity, Ben's gasps opened and closed the car door again, stepping quickly to where his wife was.

"Kak_" cried the Princess in a stifled voice, slightly jumped with her sudden arrival.

"Go home with me." asked Ben in a slightly soft tone.

"I don't want to go home."

"You want to be a bad wife, hm? you forgot our status, your status, and what's my status?"

The Princess who snorted, sneered at him panted, "I know, what is my status, what,?"

"It's good that you're aware!"

"Status as a wife is not considered, right?" The princess smiled bitterly, folded her hands under her chest, glanced at the campus gate, waiting for her friend who never came out.

"What do you mean, then who are you waiting for?" continued Ben, when he noticed his wife who kept glancing towards the gate.

"It's none of your business."

"Valencia Flora Princess, don't make me angry!"

"RI ayo_" said Rara who had just come out of the gate by riding her matic motorcycle immediately stopped, when she realized that the Princess was not alone.

"Eh come on Ra." The princess was about to ride Rara's motorcycle, but stopped when Ben got stronger pulling his wrist.

"Go home, my wife will come home with me!" said Ben staring at Rara sharply, making the girl's guts shrivel, and slowly nodding her head.

"Yaudah Ri, I'm first!"

"Ra, I'm coming!"

Rara looks a little confused, she does care about her best friend, but seeing the unsheathed gaze of Ben, making her unable to do anything.

"Sorry yes Ri, I'm ahead!" said Rara, while advancing his motorbike leaving the campus area.

While Ben immediately pulls the Princess' hand, forcing her to follow him.

In the car both are silent, the Princess is busy with her own thoughts, while Ben focuses on watching the road that is passing through her.

"Down!" he said to open the Princess door, when both of them are now in front of the cottage satay subscription.

Without saying anything, she followed in the footsteps of her husband, who had already entered the cottage satay first.

"Let's wait here, I'll order food" said Ben, pointing to a table located in the left corner precisely at the back.

Before long Ben returned, pulling the chair that was right in front of him.

"Woman, your friend?" ben broke the silence.

The princess flinched, staring in any direction, completely unconcerned by Ben's question.

"Valencia Flora Princess,?" ben said in a tone full of emphasis, making the Princess sigh rudely, he really did not like every time Ben mentioned his full name.

"Yes!" answer's short.

"You know, no, how much power I have, and I could have told my confidants to find out about your friend."

"What do you mean?" ask the Princess when Ben starts talking about his best friend.

Ben smiled cynically, "I can ruin your best friend's life."

"You don't mess around, don't try to touch my best friend."

"Ok, it's easy, I won't touch him at all but on one condition."

"What do you want?" said the Princess, trying to hold back her anger.

Ben smiled triumphantly, "Go home, and be a submissive wife."

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