
"I know that maybe our meeting was brief and we don't know each other very well yet, but, please, I ask permission to assume responsibility for your daughter, sir, please, let me marry her."
hearing Mr. Anta's request, I was shocked to realize that his stern gaze traced the vision within the father's eyes and his blunt remarks and implied solemnity, the statement said,
"Dad here is the coffee," I said stammered, like a girl who snot kasmaran, not a girl who is not a virgin.
father glanced at me who had just arranged coffee for the guests.I'm sure in it father implied that he agreed with Mr. Anta's proposal.
"But sir, you know for yourself my daughter is not a clean girl anymore.she is now pregnant with someone else's child, are you sure you won't regret it?"
Mr. Anta replied with just a smile.I know, maybe he did this for humanitarian reasons.willing to marry me purely out of pity.
I never thought there would be a man capable of resisting environmental slurs when he made such an unnatural decision, but I certainly saw him today, through the rigid Anta Reza behind his cold and stern carrier, Pak Anta was the most caring and big-spirited figure, I realized it when I first met and looked at him. he was able to make me feel this chest-stifling and difficult-to-explain need.
"P-sir, you don't need to take excessive decisions to assume responsibility.you don't have a duty to it."
however, pak Anta melengos without caring what I told him.
"How sir, did you accept my proposal to your daughter, Grace?"
father shook the hand of the Anta pack with pride and full of haru, maybe for him now the arrival of the Anta pak is fresher than the grain of dew at dawn. father who already does not know where to go and what to do in his life after my pregnancy is without a second thought, immediately accepted the proposal of Pak Anta. he thought that we could build a family and be together forever, saving my future that was falling apart.
Finally a few weeks after that, without any insistence from anywhere the marriage between me and Anta pact took place.Honestly I feel guilty, I feel guilty, for receiving a proposal from another man I did not love at all just to save my father's self-esteem and cover up my disgrace.
until our first night...
while sitting on the bridal bed, I just imagined the figure of the man who should be in the position of Pak Anta now. Petra, he was the one who was supposed to be in charge, but even now he did not return or meet father to marry me.
while enjoying the daydream, Suddenly the door of the room opened, my heart pounded as I looked at the incoming pact of Anta. he was wearing a tight black shirt so that he showed his muscular masculine curves in the solid base pants gray monkey. His excellent stature made me stop at all to keep watching him. like other members of state security, he is tall, at least perhaps nearly 190 centimeters.
he approached me, until my heart felt like it was going to fall out. Even though this was not the first time I faced it, it still felt like it was pounding.but, I was wrong. he took a pillow beside me, he took a pillow, and the unexpected reaction and honestly I did not want, making my heart continue to be filled with guilt when pak Anta was cold and chose to sleep on the sofa near the door of the room.
"I know you're still a dozen, but still a bit uncomfortable in the call sir. Just call me brother."
"Oh, sorry brother." I almost choked on the saliva. "Sister, I'm sorry. I don't know what's on your mind right now.but, are you going to sleep apart on our first night?"
"Will definitely sleep together, I don't know when.if now, it still feels very stiff."
"Then why would you marry me? for pity?"
"Because I know what it's like to have no parents."
he then got up from the sofa and approached me again, "Sleep, it's late" she said gently as she stood in front of me.
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...Visuals...
1. Anta Reza's
2. Bounties