
The man's hand was stretched out "stretched a piece of paper in front of Anta.
Anta grabbed it and read it. Anta's face turned red indicating she was angry.
"Civilized! brack!!" he cursed the man in front of him while standing and hitting the table in front of him.
"Srak. srak.." Anta tore the sheet of paper into small and he threw it into the face of a man who claimed to be named Dante Assegaf.
Dante tiptoed after hearing the swearing and pounding of the table that Anta did plus the throw of paper which certainly did not hurt at all.
A man with a polite missed ethitude turns out to be like a wolf lambskin henchman said I in my heart.
Anta stood up by folding both hands in front of her. With sharp eyes as if ready to kill to tear the prey in front of him especially he looks angry now.
The nervousness that whack as a substitute for the father vanished already, after what Anta read on a piece of paper. It has now turned into a starving lion wanting to tear apart the prey in front of it.
"Lickness.." Dante was so scared that he had trouble swallowing his own saliva, his throat was dry now.
"I don't think an educated man like you and especially Your Master is doing this lowly thing" I said sarcastically and don't forget Anta's sharp gaze like a slur ready to slit anyone's throat now.
Dante seems to control himself "what Miss read is valid according to the agreement listed there, if you are still in doubt, you can ask Brama Alexander Your Father Miss."
Without responding and answering her question Anta walked out of the VVIP room and returned to her Father's Residence.
While Dante who was left alone was still silent with a shocked expression at the attitude of the girl who soon became his Master's Wife "when only a contract marriage, why is it equally fierce" monologue Dante with his hands still stroking his chest.
"That's how Mr.. You got your marriage agreement with Miss Anta and this is a recording of what happened at the Century Hotel"
Arav receives a flash drive and sees the incident at the Century hotel.
Netra Arav stared in amazement at everything attached to his wife. Both his appearance and attitude were very different. The side he had never seen.
"And here's the contents of your marriage agreement with Miss Anta"
Arav received the agreement file and read it.
The first party (Arav Ellworth Abelard) and the second (Antakawulan) have agreed to marry.
The second party can do activities outside with the record of always maintaining the good name of the big family.
Only the first party is entitled to file for divorce. If there is a divorce, the second party gets compensation of 2 billion.
During the marriage the second party must obey the first party.
After reading the covenant letter Arav smiled in satisfaction "Investigate everything that concerns my wife Dante"
"Okay sir" bowed in respect and left in front of Arav.
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Anta is busy with the business she pioneered after her marriage to Arav Ellworth Abelard.
The venture he had developed with a capital of only five million as a crutch to support himself, had now grown by ten workers with a turnover of fifty million a month.
The pen in his hand moved without direction because the master was daydreaming to remember his father who was now somehow heard.
He firmly broke with the Father because of his anger and disappointment with his father by firmly selling him to get wealth. There was regret in his heart.
The concern floated on the incident after he returned from the Century Hotel in the family room to be exact.
"What would Anta's Husband look like.. Pa?"
"Old and ugly"
"Ha ha ha" laughs two different-age women.
"Deg.." Anta's heart raced so fast.
Why casually Dad said it as if it wasn't a big thing, what is this.
"Did Dad not feel guilty at all? isn't Anta still Dad's daughter?"
"Yes, but the Princess I hate so much, at least she thanks me because she still has value for me even though only as a debt repayment and get wealth" she said Brama with a grin on her lips.
Instantly Anta's body fell, tears soaked her cheeks. His heart was broken, the figure of his coveted father who he thought loved him turned out to be just pretending.
The piece of paper he had read in the VVIP room turned out to be true. A piece of paper that he believed was a joke and sure enough he did not believe it at all, in fact it was the truth.
Anta tried to get up from her sitting position, with great difficulty, she finally woke up and limped towards the room.
His body felt weak, even to open the living room where they were he was unable to.
She cried after the door closed. His body fell down behind the door of his room.
Hix.. Her crying is grim.
Loser, that's the right word to describe him who is unable to face the fact that his father has exchanged it to pay off debts and a sum of money that he does not know how much. Certainly not a little, considering the ranks of the bodyguards and the man who claimed his name Dante clearly seen that the man who later became his Husband is very rich.
When he got in the room. "grandmother.. Mother.. Anta should what? Bad dadin Anta, but Anta very dear Father.hiks.." his tears that never subsided.
Both legs were bent by sitting on the bed with tears wetting his cheeks, no matter how long he cried. The eyes that were unceasingly letting out tears slowly closed in exhaustion.
His body collapsed into a mattress without him realizing it was sleeping after a long cry for his father's treatment of him.
Not because of marriage he became weak helpless but the pain and disappointment in the Father that made him helpless because of his love and affection for the father is so great.
Next day. "Anta. Help Daddy Son! help Dad..!!" her door was still kneeling in front of her.
Anta was still speechless with anger, disappointment still controlling her heart.
Brama shifts her knees towards Anta and rests by holding her daughter's leg "help Daddy Nak! only you can help me..!!" the door by welding.
Anta moved from the position of its establishment to rotate the body to enter the room again, but his steps were hampered with Brama's hands increasingly clutching Anta's legs.
Anta was silent at the place "What do you want?" ask Anta who changed her language to her father formally.
Brama realizes the change Anta could her daughter already know the fact that she will be in a collision right with a wedding alibi?
"I'm sorry, Son! go downstairs to meet Assistant Dante, I beg you to accept the marriage" Brama said.
Anta put her foot into the room she no longer cared.
"Well, if that's what you want, son. This is our last meeting because after this Mr. Arav will kill Father, Mother is also your sister" Brama said with a body position to turn his back on Anta.
Deg.
Anta's heart beat quickly to hear his father's words. The pain he felt. But the love and affection so great on his father made Anta's heart weakened.
"Alright." said Anta as she walked past her Father "one request I have on you. After this we are no longer Father and Son but only strangers" Anta passes leaving Brama still glued in place with tears soaking her cheeks.
While Brama himself is still languid in his place standing with a heart as if sliced into "what is this. she is not the Princess I expected, but why.." brama's words stopped he was unable to speak anymore with his hand holding his cheek that had been soaked with tears that he had unknowingly dripped since Anta's last words.
Brama tried to shake off the feeling in her heart and walked down to the living room following Anta.