I'm the Princess of an Actor

Chapter 12: Adam Biantara

I had expected it, but I really did not expect to be told to kiss the hand of this strange man who had suddenly become my husband. Reluctantly, without looking at the white-copied man beside me, I briefly kissed his glove-clad hand.

"Now the bridegroom is peeping at his wife's forehead" said Mr. Ustad.

I closed my eyes not wanting to see his face, until I felt a soft touch land on me. For a moment I was stunned, feeling comfort. However, I quickly turned my face away, embarrassed and annoyed.

After that, the guests consisting only of a penghulu aka ustadz and several witnesses congratulated us, then immediately went home after enjoying a potluck meal. Leaving me with my husband, as well as my mother, Mira and her mistress Judge were looking at me in anger.

Seeing the man who was about to harass me suddenly made me uneasy, especially when remembering how his hand had touched my body. A cold sweat thread slowly began to feel on my forehead, I was terrified.

Nay! Not only that, I suddenly felt disgusted at myself. That day, I didn't think about this, probably because I was thinking more about my mother's feelings. But now I feel myself so despicable, because it has been touched by the bej*d man.

There was a desire to hit the man as hard as possible, but that desire was defeated by my greater fear.

Reflexes, I closed my eyes and clasped my husband's hand tightly. Wishing to remove a little of the fear I was feeling. This man seemed to understand my fear, as his other hand clasped my hand.

"You're safe, calm down." Her gentle whisper felt like a fresh breeze. I couldn't dodge it, if his voice could calm me down and slowly open my eyes.

But wait, why from his words does he seem to know that I am feeling scared?. I wanted to ask her, as Mira's words suspended my intentions.

"Khansa is now married, so she should have left here" said Mira, who did not even acknowledge her actions after I told her about me who had intended to leave the house.

My hands clenched furiously, forgetting my fear just like that. I really want to slap her face that continues to pretend innocent and do not know anything. However, suddenly a soft touch rubbed gently on the back of my hand.

I looked up annoyed when I realized that the man who was now husband was the culprit, but my anger seemed to evaporate as our eyes clashed with each other.

The man in front of me looks so handsome, his face looks so sharp with his thick eyebrows, his eyelashes are so flattened more than a woman. His nose was quite sharp for a native.

His skin is also whiter than the villagers in general, he looks like an actor who I often see the nature of films. His posture was firm, making me spontaneously imagine the torn bread behind it.

Athaghfirullah!

Realizing my mischievous thoughts, I immediately released my hand from his grip. Turning my face away, trying to hide my heated face, as well as a sudden heartbeat. What's the matter?.

"I'll take him out today as well."

I turned back to look upset when I heard the words of the man who was older than me, without suspecting that he actually smiled sweetly at me, making me feel embarrassed and turning my face back. Unintentionally, meet with my mother.

I smiled at him, I knew he was actually reluctant to let me go from this house. But I also knew that if my departure would make his pain a little less, so I decided to leave. Even though I don't know where this husband I don't even know his name is going to take me, at least I can get out of this house to relieve my mother's feelings.

Mother turned her gaze away from me, then stood up. "It's almost evening, you can leave tomorrow morning" he said and went into the room.

Mira looked at me with annoyance, probably because it failed to make me leave tonight as well. He then pulled the Judge out of the house.

After everyone left, I stood up and walked into the room. Right after entering, the steps that followed me made me remember that someone had also entered my room.

"Include, husband... Adam Biantara." He smiled, extending a hand as if I was inviting him to meet willingly.

I did not return his hand, then put my hand in front of my chest, showing that I was not afraid of him. Although his face is quite handsome and does not look evil, still he is a man who Mira should be wary of.

After all, who could trust a man like him.

"Why would Mira be asked to marry me? How much money did Mira give you?" manyaku.

He doesn't look like someone who's short on money, because even though he's not currently using luxury items, I somehow get a hunch that he's a rich man. So, where would a rich man pay to marry a foreign woman?.

Doesn't that sound absurd?.

"I am not his man" he said so calmly, even accompanied by a thin smile.

I thumped my lips while twisting the lazy eyeball, after hearing it refute so subtly. He could still be blessed after everything that happened.

"I know what he's trying to do to you, but I'm really not his man. I was hit by someone, and when I realized I was with you in an empty store. I don't even know what's going on."

I sighed, trying to be patient with this human in front of me, who could act so calm when lying.

"really? Then who drugged me to faint?" I'm sure this time he has no answer.

"Of course it was the man your sister told you to be, the same man who beat me unconscious. Then take me to the same place as you." she explained, still with her calm face.

I narrowed my eyes looking at him in full search, hoping to find a lie in his eyes. Unfortunately, I couldn't see him, as if he were speaking the truth.

If true what he said? That means Mira was misdirected, or this man was indeed part of her plan.

"If you really are a victim, you should deny it and cancel this marriage, so we don't have to get married! After all you are a man, this marriage can be canceled if you do not say ijab qobul!" Upset, I really wanted to expose all my resentment towards her.

If he really was just a victim, then why did he still say the coboul ijab, when he could have run away and gone as far as possible.

"I won't do it."

His words made me wince in wonder.

"Why?"

"Because I really want to marry you."

"Huh?"

Seriate.