FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

By own trap

After dinner together. Your Majesty, invite Tara to relax on the terrace of the house. Dew went straight into his room.

He sat his ass lazily. Noticing her reflection on the mirror of her dresser with a crumpled face with teary eyes.

The events in the bathroom flashed through his mind. She didn't expect, Tara would be that tight.

Dew fingers are flattened, immediately melap his tears that fall without permission. She hated Tara, for having crushed her lips without permission first.

But, if you ask permission. Will Dew allow it? seems not.

"I hate, hate, hate you...!" Dew rubbed his lips hard with his fingers. Hope former lumaa*tan Tara's lips disappear. He just kept rubbing it, after his lips were hot as it continued to rub. He stopped the crazy action.

"Why must he take the virginity of my lips. It belongs only to the Ardhi mas." The dew came back crying. Holding his chest that felt tight and painful. He stroked her chest, hoping that the pain would go away.

"I have to set boundaries for him. He looks like an innocent man. But, it turns out he's a pervert. You crazy Tara...!" A dew rose from his seat, then dropped his body on his soft bed.

Chequek...

The door opened, Dew was shocked. He quickly sat his body. Out of fear, if the one who entered was Tara. Upon seeing who had entered, Dew let out a sigh of relief.

"Mama, who's kirain?" Dew smiled, trying to cover his heart that was again devastated.

Mama Nur approached her, sitting her butt on the edge of the bed.

"This is take it, baby." Mama Nur put down a savings book and an ATM card .

Both of Dew's eyeballs were rounded, staring at the astonished objects before him. Grabbing the thing he recognized. Then display an annoyed facial expression.

"Here's my bankbook and the ATM card I lost at that time." Dew impatiently opened a savings book sheet by sheet ensuring that it was his lost when he fled to their salak garden.

Mama Nur nodded. The dew is still, flipping through the savings book.

"That means all the contents of my bag that fell were found and you didn't tell me." Dew that was upset, now his frustration is increasing. His parents completely confiscated all his belongings, which he considered lost when he tried to escape.

"This I had to do, so that you wouldn't macem. Dear Dew, Mama please do not disappoint our big family. Be nice to Tara and forget that guy named Ardhi." Dew throws away her face, upset if she has to be forced to accept Tara as her husband.

"You should be a good wife to Tara, son. Serve Him well and sincerely. Look at how you did at dinner last night. You don't care a little about your husband. Rice he took himself, the side dishes so did."

"He's grown up Ma. It's not the kind of kid TK who has to be fed and fed." The dust is upset. Rubbing his face rough. He hated the subject of Tara.

"Grabbing dear, we as wives should be able to show our love to the husband."

"What's? ouch Ma. Mama knows, I hate her so much. How could I possibly act as if I love her." Dew looked at his mother's annoyance. Mama Nur breathed a heavy sigh. He became afraid, with the continuation of his daughter's household.

"Honey, you have to be careful when a man feels he is not loved and less cared for by his partner. He might seek satisfaction through something else. Satisfaction he might be able to get by playing video games without time, working late at night, and do not rule out the possibility of cheating.

"Don't have time for Tara to seek pleasure and comfort with other women. You will lose my son. Tara is perfect in every way. There are a lot of women out there who want it. But, behold, He and his family are still willing to continue your betrothal. It's a gift to you, baby." Mama Nur held her daughter's arm. Squeezing slowly. I hope his daughter understands.

Dew knocked his hand from his mother's grasp.

"Love can't be forced on Ma." Ketus Dewun, lying on his back to his mother.

"If you confess not to love him. But, at least you should be kind and polite to Tara. He's your husband, son. Don't embarrass Mama. Mama doesn't want to be judged badly by Tara. Because of having a daughter who has no manners to her husband. Hear not you....!?" Mama Nur upset shaking Dew's leg.

"Yes, yes Dew understands." The answer is still behind her mother.

"If you understand, let's go down now. Make tea or coffee for Dad and Tara. We'll keep them talking on the porch." Mama Nur, pull the arm Dewun. So that you do not want to Dew also according.

After Mama Nur and Dew went down to the first floor. Mama Nur asked Dewun to ask Tara what drink to make?

Dew approached Father and her husband who were busy discussing their new project. That is, mmbuat fruit processing business salak into various types of food.

Tara smiled glanced at the Dew that was standing next to her. The dew only displays a flat facial expression.

"Dad want some tea or coffee?" The Dew looked at his father.

"Tea, baby." His Majesty replied with a smile. She was so happy that her daughter was married to Tara.

"If you are, Eehh... If you want to drink what?" tongue Dew sprain, when about to be sweet to Tara.

Tara smiled widely, it was great to hear Dewun calling him as Abang.

"Euhhmmmmm.... Brother pingin made coffee milk." Tata's expression still smiled widely.

"There is no such choice, the choice is only two. Tea or coffee?" attitude Jutek Dew Finally came out too. Basic Dew handyman arguing. What was wrong and went to the kitchen to make it.

"Grab, it seems like you should be taught Mama again. Been married five days, but even your husband's favorite drink, you don't know. Make some milk coffee!" Ketus Pak Baginda glared at Dewun.

Disgustedly Dew walked into the kitchen. He hated his father. He did not accept being scolded in front of Tara.

"Feel this." Dew mixes salt into Tara's drink.

"Asin, salty dah. Thank goodness I got into the kitchen salt. I was going to go in for English salt." Dew smile devil. Imagine how the look of Tara's face will be when sipping milk coffee.

He brought the drink with pleasure. Can't wait to see Tara get a job.

"Well, this is Boru ni a good father." Dew smiled at his father's praise. Put a glass of tea on the table.

Mama Nur asked Dewun to sit on the chair to his right. Right in front of Tara.

"Berte Tara, thank you for helping Bones." Said His Majesty with a bad feeling. She feels very lucky to have a daughter-in-law like Tara. Polite, smart, rich and handsome.

"Yes Bone, same. We're this family shouldn't have Bones to thank." Tara smiled. The dew displays a trivial facial expression. Her father was over-complaining Tara.

"Yes Bere, let's have a drink. It's cold so it's not good." His Majesty reached out his hand to grab the tea in front of him.

"Yes the Bone." Tara also grabbed a glass filled with milk coffee. Smile at everyone. She's so happy. Because Dew made him a drink.

"I drank the Bone, the Bone." Tara is still smiling. Now he glanced at the Dew. The glass almost touched his lips. Seconds later.

Byurr----is.........

The warm milk coffee gushed into his face Dew. When Tara sipped it. The combination of sweet, bitter, salty milk coffee flavor makes his tongue ungrateful.

"Y-your-ma.... insolent..!" Dew melap coffee milk that soaks his face, which is now flushed because the milk coffee is still a little hot.

Without excuse the tears immediately fell soaking that flat. He stared intently at Tara who was still shocked by her behavior. The glass was still held by Tara.

"Darling, are you all right?" Mama Nur, grabbed her daughter's face and watched her in detail with a feeling of sadness. While Mr. Sire grabbed a glass from Tara's hand that was still dumbfounded. And sipped.

Byurr----r..... This time, sir pushed the milk coffee next to him. His face was wrinkled, because of the milk coffee he was in.

The weeping dew, which makes Tara feel guilty.

"Why are you crying? that's punishment on you who like nosy. Your dinner weapon." His Majesty is angry, He feels that the behavior of Dew has gone too far.

The dew that had felt like a victim. Now get scared. He left the terrace with a bad feeling.

"Dad why the hell? The swamp was big and married. You shouldn't be scolding her." Mama Nur was disappointed with her husband's attitude. He moved from his seat intending to approach the Dew to his room.

"Don't follow him. He's too spoiled you." His Majesty looked at Mama Nur.

"Bere Tara forgive Dew. Bones please, don't you hate Dew's behavior huh?" mr. Bagiinda displayed a guilty expression. Begging his son-in-law not to hate Dewun.

"Yes Bones, it's okay. That's normal, maybe it was an accidental dew. I'm going in first, Bones, Nantulang." Tara got up from her seat after Her Majesty nodded his head.

"Dad, don't necessarily scold the Dew in front of Nak Tara." Mama Nur looked at her husband's annoyance.

"So what does Mama want? laughing at his behavior?" His Majesty left the terrace in annoyance.

Chequek..

Dew jumped in shock at the sound of the door being opened. Now he was watching his face in the mirror reflection that looked slightly reddened, like being stung by the sun.

He glanced at Tara who approached him with a frown.

"I'm sorry Dek, Brother accidentally. Here Abang helpin apply the moisturizer" Tara said gently. Now he stands to his left.

"You know it on purpose, I know it." The dust threw away his face. Still continue to apply aloe vera gel on her flushed face.

"Yes if Adek does not believe. It's up to Adek to think about Abang. What is clear is that there is no intention to harm Adek. Especially Adek's brother's wife." The dew denies Tara's words quickly.

"Wife? we're just marrying lies." Dew was upset, got up from his seat and chose to lie on the bed. Tara took a deep breath watching the way she slept the Dew that ruled the bed.

"If Adek does not recognize Abang as a husband, it is okay. But, for six months, you still think Adek is his wife Brother." Tara is still standing by the bed.

"Whatever...! you know, you know the limits. Never try to kiss me again. Iihh. Fuck knows your lips are." The dew displayed his disgusted facial expression and threw away the face from Tara.

Sick, very sick is considered unclean by his own wife. Tara tried to be calm and patient. He sat his ass on the edge of the bed.

"Sana, you don't sleep here. There you are...!" Dew kicked Tara's ass. So Tara got up from the bed, heartbroken and upset. Dew behavior is so insolent.

"You sleep on the couch. I don't want to come into contact with you unclean....!" The dew shows a hateful facial expression.

Chequek...

Mama Nur came into the room with two glasses of milk. Dew directly sitting.

"Already smeared moisturizer dear?" Mama Nur sampled the Dew, after putting two glasses of milk on the dressing table.

"Already Ma. " The answer is lazy.

"You want to sleep?"

"Yes Ma." Answer the lazy Dew.

"Oih yes, dear Nak Tara drunk milk before going to bed?"

"Yes, it's coming back." Answer's short. Tara's face looked so alarming.

"Yes, you guys get some rest." Mama Nur felt something was wrong, why on the sofa there were pillows and blankets.