Forced to Marry Young Master

7. Marriage (Part 1)

The marriage that every woman dreams of is to marry the man she loves, and also the man who loves her. Not just a fancy party that stutters. Not only seen from the super wah building, classy food or important official guests. It is not important for a woman. The most important thing is who's with him at the bar.

Daniah was standing next to her husband. They are legal as a couple. This is a marriage that envy all women in this country. Maybe they smiled and congratulated Daniah, but in their hearts they cursed the bride why not her.

Today Daniah looks beautiful in a white wedding dress. His face was also full of smiles. He is really good at acting. Please give her the pathetic marriage award. Beside him the Saga clad in a suit really looks very handsome. The women were endlessly amazed and praised him. Wishing she was her husband.

They received congratulations.

“Step your head, you don't have to bow your head to them.” Saga spoke in Daniah's ear, as he watched his wife repeatedly bow her head to receive congratulations from the guests. “You just need to lower your head to me.”

"Ba, fine.”

And it was on this wedding day that Daniah began to realize how much power and high the position of her husband. Does that make him happy. No, his right hand was already clenched in trembling and sweating.

The father who had sold his daughter looked very happy. He could save the company and his honor also increased. The stepmother smiled with great pleasure, having been able to throw the child who was not her flesh and blood away from the family without the hassle of her expulsion. While the woman, Daniah's step-sister. Risya looked disappointed. He was angry and upset, when he saw the man who was the husband of his half-brother. It turned out to be very handsome. If you know this, of course he chose to be married. The hateful look he gave to his half-brother Daniah.

While others were seen enjoying the party, there was a man who was downcast disappointed. He is Raksa. Daniah's stepbrother. Even though they are different mothers, they live by loving each other. She felt sad, for failing to protect her older sister from her father's gluttony. He walked in lethargy, not caring about the women who were trying to get close and greet him. He chose to walk down another quiet room, outside the main hall where the party was taking place.

“Kak Niah.”

How surprised he was when he found his sister, the bride of this party was sitting at the end of the room. In front of him was a garden. The lights of the garden light up making it look bright. But, not far from his older sister he saw two men standing swiftly.

“Not them guard officers.” He walked closer. “Kak Niah!”

The girl was surprised, she hurriedly wiped her eyes with the handkerchief she was holding. Search for origin of sound. Two officers who had been at a considerable distance ran over.

“It's okay Sir, he's my sister.” Daniah was surprised when suddenly one of the guards was already holding his sister's hand. “Please let go of your hands!”

“Sorry Young Miss.” They bowed their heads and moved, standing in their original position.

“Why Sister is here?” Raksa sat beside Daniah, clasping her hand tightly.

“I'm sorry Brother.”

“Why?”

“Because I cannot protect Sister Niah from the greed of father and mother. If only they chose bankruptcy and pioneered everything from scratch, they would not have to send you to this place.”

“Raksa, Brother Niah is fine. Husband Kak Niah is a good person.”

“Is there a good person who asks a girl as a means of debt payment. Neither our parents nor he are both evil humans.”

Daniah looked around. He was afraid that someone would hear his sister's words.

“Jaga talk.”

“Do I kill him if he gets caught abusing him?”

“Raksa don't be. Don't talk recklessly that will threaten your soul. Brother Niah will get through this well, trust me.”

“How can I trust Brother. I know what kind of man he is, rumors about him will not appear for no reason.“

Daniah touched her sister's head gently.

I believe that you love me Raksa, but please for the sake of your life and your future you must begin to keep your attitude and your words. Especially my husband. Because I myself do not know what cruel or bad things he can do later.

“Sorry Young Miss, young master is calling you to re-enter the hall.”

“Oh well, I already feel refreshed. Let's go back.” Daniah pulled his sister's hand. “Come in, smile and enjoy the party.” Although he himself knew, he did not enjoy this festive feast. At all.

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