Forced to Marry a Disabled Girl

Merlinda Yuanita 2's

"Can he come here anyway?" exclaim Algar on Raka and also Arsen who sat beside him.

"Where do I know!" replied Arsen, aiming at the shoulder with eyes that remained focused watching.

"Ngapain also the hell he's here try, intentionally what would make a fuss at the reception of his Ben." continued Algar who looks upset.

"I don't think so! si Rezza came here because he knew the princess as her.'' Raka.

"Sokay know lo!" Arsen is the head of Raka.

"Oh yes Gar, you know how to rush really, really, where are you going?" exclaims Arsen while pushing the plate containing the remaining food in half.

"Yes Gar, I keep paying attention to his rich face that tense, there's a problem?" timpal Raka was also curious.

"Gue doesn't know for sure, but I'm telling you in the office again there's a problem."

"Payment." the two nodded in understanding, as it was quite reasonable.

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After the reception ends, Ben and the Princess decide to go home and rest, as well as their families, friends, and others.

"Where, did he say there's something you want to show me?" ben asked as the two were about to prepare to lie down, after finishing their dinner.

"Gee!" the head of the Princess who was about to touch the pillow, urung because she returned to sit with a little gasp, moved and then stepped open a drawer located next to her wardrobe.

"This is my brother." handed him a piece of photo that looks worn and a little shabby, to make Ben stunned for a while, but in the next minute he accepted it.

"Merlinda Yuanita!" the first time he saw it was on the back of the photo.

"This_" Ben frowned at the photo, then his gaze turned towards the Princess who was also looking at him, as if asking for an opinion.

"That's a picture of my mother, but I don't know where she is."

Ben was silent, digesting every word the Princess spoke, while looking at the photo carefully.

"Sister?" The princess dropped her body sitting beside Ben with a rough sigh.

"According to my sister, my mother Algar doesn't look like me?" ask the Princess with a little hesitation.

While Ben seemed to be thinking, with a frown, "Right!"

"I mean brother,?"

"You're right, Aunt Anita does look like you."

"Don't you know her aunt Anita's husband?"

"Algar says he's been dead since he was a kid,"

"Hmm."

"What I heard from the Algar, he didn't even know what his father looked like, because Aunt Anita said he didn't have his picture."

"What the hell sis?"

"Yes." Yeah."

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Elsewhere, a middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful, looked pensive in front of the balcony of her room, with both eyes puffy, and puffy, because since returning home to attend the wedding of Ben and the Princess, he did not stop crying.

Yes, the woman who is none other than Anita was coming home in a hurry, not because there was something emergency related to the office and the boutique, he said, but because he has not been able to reunite with people related to his past.

Especially, Arfan and Yani.

He had hoped his vision was wrong, trying to convince himself, that they were not Arfan the ex-husband and Yani, his best friend.

But apparently, as hard as he did not care about it, reality is still the winner, the two people are the same person.

Someone he wanted to avoid for his entire life, then what about the Princess, was she really his little girl, but how could it be?

Didn't Arfan say that his little girl who was 2 years old had died in an accident with her grandmother, then who was standing in the underwriting, the same beautiful face she had when she was young.

"What happened to my daughter, my God?" Anita again sobbed with a clear melt that re-wetted her face that had dried a few minutes ago.

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Hello beloved readers, how are you? 🥰 hope you guys are healthy always ya😘

Sorry for the few days that have passed, Author has disappeared!

Because for several reasons, in addition to the author's children who are again less healthy, plus the busy Author in real life, making Author forced to take a vacation first.

Thanks for loyal readers who are still waiting for the continuation of this story, Author thanks a lot☺

warm greetings and love for you.

Hugging away from the Author. 🤗🤗🤗

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