Forced Young Marriage

#35

Almost an hour after the departure of Hero left home. There's no sign yet that Hero brought Dicky home.

Merlin, who awaits the arrival of the Hero, now chooses to forget his wait. He left the living room to go to his room to sleep.

"Huh ... why am I being such a fool? Why think and hope that Hero will bring Dicky home? Doesn't he have parents? Hero must've brought Dicky home to his parents."

"Dan ... Dicky wasn't that in the village this afternoon to meet his girlfriend? Waitaminute! Let's not say he was drunk with his girlfriend at the club that night. Keep ... she ... she's to ... to the same hotel her boyfriend."

After imagining that, Merlin's emotions suddenly surged up. It was so bad he felt angry and hated Dicky if what he thought was true.

However, a few moments later he remembered that he could not do it.

"Stupid you, Merlin. Why do you think about that anyway? Who are you making Dicky, huh? Why are you even emotionally and hurt thinking about something that doesn't matter."

"Better to sleep well. So that tomorrow can be built early in the morning to enjoy the atmosphere of your new home garden seger. It's beautiful."

Merlin tried to forget what he was thinking about Dicky just now. He closed his eyes tightly in the hope that he would soon fall asleep in a beautiful dream and forget all about what he had thought before.

Unfortunately, that hope is not real. When he tried to close his eyes, what was not lost what he thought, even more shadowy and more make his heart hurt.

"Ah ... shit! Why are you messing around in my mind anyway." Merlin shouted in annoyance as he braced from his bed.

At that moment, the door of his room was knocked by someone from outside. Merlin's attention was immediately sidetracked that instant as well.

"Miss ... has she slept?"

A familiar voice to Merlin was clearly heard in front of the door of the room.

"Yet. I still can't sleep, bik. Waita minute! I'm not gonna get the door."

"All right, miss."

The door is wide open. Simultaneously, Merlin also appeared with his hilarious face.

"What's up, bik?"

"Sorry, miss. Aunty bothers the lady who may be getting ready for bed. Auntie came here because of the orders of Hero. He's downstairs with the handsome prince."

"Prince handsome? Who?"

"Ih miss. Who else if not young master Dicky. My lady's handsome husband."

Merlin drew an awkward smile that was very unpleasant to look at.

"He .. aunty could have."

"Eh, wait! What did aunt just say? Hero's coming with Dicky? Dicky's downstairs right now?"

"Yes, miss. Young master Dicky is downstairs. However, it seemed that he was unconscious. He keeps on messing around, talking to himself."

Without speaking again, Merlin immediately went down to see Dicky's state. When he got to the living room, Dicky was lying there. His eyes were closed, but his lips continued to speak words that were difficult to understand.

"You're evil! You bear! You rejected me, and I love you so much. You know, what does it feel like? It hurts a lot, you know? Too sick?"

"Hero. What the hell is going on? Why did he get to this?" asked Merlin as he approached.

"Miss. Long story. Maybe I should tell my lady tomorrow. Poor young master, if it stays here. We need to move him to the room first let him rest comfortably."

"Yes already. That's a good idea, like."

"Mm. .. can you help me get young master upstairs? Because it would be hard if I was alone."

"Yes, I can. Come on!"

Hero and Merlin attempt to get Dicky to take them up the stairs. It was a bit difficult for them, because Dicky was drooping weak even though his lips continued to say the same words continuously.

Arriving at the door of the room, just as Merlin was trying to reach the door for him to open, all of a sudden, Dicky memu*nahkan his entrails. He did that towards Merlin.

"Oh my God, miss. Young master .... "

"It's okay, Hero. Just let him take out the dirty stuff he put in his stomach."

"But the lady's clothes are so dirty, miss."

"No need to worry about clothes. Because right now, I have a lot of clothes for me to change. However, Dicky had no other clothes here. We can't let him wear dirty clothes

this again. But also can't replace his clothes."

"Shirt? Mm .... " The hero seemed to be thinking about what Merlin said. A few minutes later, his face looked excited as he managed to find a solution to the problem they were facing.

"I remember now, lady. Young master bring a change of clothes in the car. I'll call the driver later. Now, miss can change clothes. Let me take care of young master."

Merlin followed what Hero said. He immediately picks up the shirt after helping Hero put Dicky to his bed. Then, take the shirt to the other room.

Less than five minutes later, Merlin was ready to change. He rushes to his room to see Dicky.

His mind was still sane despite being in a state of anxiety. He knocked on the door first before going inside.

"Just go in, miss. I am ready to replace

young master's clothes," said Hero from inside the room.

Without saying much. Merlin went straight inside. He saw Dicky lying down with a blanket covering his body.

"Is he okay?" merlin asked as she watched Dicky's sleeping face quietly.

"It doesn't seem like it, miss. The young master still speaks for himself, only a little rare now."

"He's still unconscious, too, Hero? Should we take him to the doctor? Or ... We just call the doctor here to check it out."

"No need, miss. The young master does not need a specialist as in general. Because the sick man is his heart. He needs a love specialist we can't see in this town."

"You mean .. is he heartbroken now? That so?"

"Mm .. seems to. Ah, sorry. It seems that I cannot continue to be in this room, young lady. I have to get out now. I leave the young master to the lady. Please take care of her, miss."

"alright. I'll do what I can."

"Thank you, miss. Excuse me first."

"Yes." Yeah."