Forced Young Marriage

#79

The four had a fight when just about to start learning. Fortunately, the teacher knew the local language, because he was a native of a famous local abroad. The teacher is the one who eventually becomes the mediator when the spoiled mouthfight takes place.

Suddenly, the daydream of the first time studying together came to a halt due to the arrival of a courier. The courier walked over while carrying something in his hand.

"Excuse me, deck. Is this really the home of young master Dicky Prasetya?"

"Yes, this is his home. What's up, Mas?"

"This, I want to deliver the trust of someone to the young master. Actually, I had already come to the mansion, just .. the hostess of the mansion said, the person I was looking for does not live in the mansion anymore. He said this address is for me to come. I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure that this is really a young master's house, Dicky right?"

"Yes, Mas. This is indeed the home of the young master, Dicky Prasetya. I told you earlier, if this is really his house."

"Sorry, brother. Not to be upset, I just want to make sure that the address I am heading to is correct. You see, this trust from someone asked me to give this invitation directly to young master Dicky."

"Invitation? What invitation?"

"I know less. I was just asked to carry out the mandate of delivering well into the hands of the person in question."

"Oh .. but unfortunately, the person Mas was looking for was currently not home. He's out on business."

"If you may know, when will you come home, Dek?"

"Sorry, Mas. I don't know when my husband will be home. You see, he didn't tell me if I wanted to go home when."

"Su-husband? Is his wife young master?"

"Yes. My wife. If you want to wait, please wait in this chair. Sorry, I can't go inside because I don't have a husband. But, if you don't mind to thank me, then I will accept and convey to my husband. It's up to you to choose which one."

The courier was silent. It was as if he was thinking about something right now. But, it was not long, because the courier mas immediately chose to sit to wait for Dicky's arrival.

"I'm waiting, Dek. Don't you think I'm sitting here?"

"Sir papa. If you want to wait, please. I go in first" said Merlin to be upset.

Merlin entered the house with a curious heart. He was so curious about what the courier had brought for Dicky. Because the courier actually insisted on waiting for Dicky only to hand over the invitation he had brought.

"Is it so important that the invitation he brought was? I had to wait for Dicky to come home. Don't think what, I'm Dicky's wife. Just fuck me, and I'll fuck Dicky. Ih .. make me upset by the courier. Maybe he made me curious" said Merlin grumbling to himself as he sat his butt on the living room couch.

Coincidence out of nowhere. Dicky went home without waiting for Merlin to call him first.

Knowing that Dicky was at the door, Merlin immediately came out to greet him. It was not Dicky's welcome that Merlin wanted to do the most, but rather, wanting to know what kind of package the courier gave Dicky.

"I'll excuse you, young master. Good afternoon" said the courier politely. Then, he left his place.

"Sister. Hurry home? Mm.... What package is it that is in the hands of brother?"

"Don't know. He said, an invitation from someone made me."

"You know what it is? Oh, look at it yourself. Let my dear not hold any more curiosity," said Dicky, handing over what he held with a sweet smile on his lips to Merlin.

"Mm .. thank you very much, handsome brother. I'm not now ya."

"If you can get what he wants. Sayings, smiles, faces, sweet. Try not to get, uh .. peri see his face. Your base .... " Dicky spoke as his hands ruffled Merlin's hair affectionately.

"Hey .. don't do that if you don't want to see a raging lion."

"Yes God .. just aja change the atmosphere spoiled so fierce. Merlin-Merlin's. Comein! Just open it inside."

"Gak ah. I can't wait to open here. Go in first, I'll follow you."

"Yes, don't be long."

"Yes." Yeah."

Dicky went inside. While Merlin, his hands nimble tore the paper that became the package pads believed to be the invitation.

"Tora and Nining's engagement reception?"

Suddenly, those words were able to make Dicky's steps stop instantly. He who had originally walked leisurely to enter the house, suddenly pecked at where he had stood before.

"I think there's nothing to this invitation, he knows. I think engagement invitations in general. But ... Tora and Nining. Who are they, brother?"

Dicky had not yet raised his lips to speak. Merlin's voice again kept Dicky quiet.

"There's a letter in here, too. Mm ... try me see, what message is there?"

Hearing those words, Dicky immediately approached Merlin as fast as he could.

"Don't! Don't read the letter!"

Recontact. That shout made Merlin startled. He was suddenly fixated on Dicky's attitude.

"Don't you? Wh why? Is there anything important I shouldn't know? Relax, if I don't want to read, then I won't read. But you don't have to scream like that. We are not in the middle of the forest. We're inside the house. You talk small I can hear. Because I'm not deaf. This hearing is still working fine."

Merlin spoke at length in an annoyed tone. Dicky realized the mistake he had made. He knew Merlin's heart was too thin and very vulnerable. At least he mispronounced, then the consequences will be as it is today. Merlin suddenly put on a merciless pouting face again.

"Darling, sorry. I didn't mean to speak in a high tone just now. I just ... just don't want you to read that message. Because .... "

"Because what? He ... need not be explained again. I'm not interested in knowing anymore. Besides, it doesn't matter to me either."

Merlin wanted to leave Dicky, but Dicky quickly held Merlin's hand. He then pulled the hand to bring Merlin's body into his arms.

"Don't get mad. I'll explain everything." Dicky spoke in Merlin's ear with a soft tone and a soft voice.