Little Wife Om Pedophile

STALKER

Ten years ago ...

Nino put her hat on the table. His face flashed a smile every time he had just completed a mission, one that was to watch his love from a distance.

Today is Dania's first birthday in her dorm. No one gave him a word, let alone a surprise. Miris indeed, but it has become the rules of the dormitory and also the decision of the Dania family.

In fact, Nino had promised to keep her distance from Dania until the girl was old enough to get married. However, Nino's heart wanted to defy just once. He wanted to surprise his little girl. It doesn't matter once, does it? Besides, no one will know. In fact, Dania would not know.

"Gosh, Moony! You're getting pretty." Nino rubbed her chin with both hands. "Looks like you were right. I'm a pedophile."

Nino laughed amusedly, noticing his behavior like a teenager. How not? Just looking at Dania's face from a distance made her so happy. Although Nino hesitated, but it seems that she had seen Dania smile when she sang a birthday song for him.

"Happy birthday, Moony ..," Nino blew a candle on a cake, then made a wish. "May you always be happy, Moony."

That was how Nino lived her life for so many years. Every year he would come to the dormitory of Dania to sing his birthday song. Not only for Dania's birthday, but Nino also comes at every important moment in her life even without the girl knowing.

Without feeling it, seven years have passed. Dania has also finished her high school. The girl's age was also enough to get married so her family decided to tell Dania about her betrothal through Gibran.

"What are you saying, brother!!!" Dania was inflamed and immediately stood up. Anger was clearly visible in his narrowed eyes.

Gibran pulled Dania's fingers gently. "Sit down, Dania!"

"Sit how?" Dania forcibly withdrew her hand, but she remained obedient and sat back in her place. "You just said that I've been betrothed and that's with his friend the prince. That ravenous pedophile! Imagine, Brother! How old is he now? Hiihi! He must be old and not worthy of being with me. I'm ashamed!"

NATHAN ...

Suddenly there was the sound of a spoon falling from the table behind Dania. Make Dania turn around and check the table behind her.

"Sorry ...," A man in a hat with sunglasses leaned over and stared at Dania at a glance from behind his glasses.

Dania just shook her hand and looked back at Gibran. "Do I have a choice, brother?"

Gibran's forehead creased quite deeply. "There is, but it doesn't seem to be."

"Huh?" Dania fused her eyebrows with both shoulders raised. "Is it or isn't it? That's obvious, brother! Don't mess! It's about my life and death."

Gibran sighed. "The lady said if you're not ready to get married, then you can't go back."

"What!!!" Dania unknowingly kicked the table and provoked the attention of many people. He immediately stood up and apologized. "Sorry ...."

As Dania was about to sit back down, her eyes caught the figure of the man who was staring at her from the table behind her. The man pulled the corner of his lips and unconsciously Dania smiled.

"An interesting man ...."

Three years later ...

Dania was stirring her coffee as she continued to stare out the window. His heart was anxiously awaiting the news that Gibran would bring from his family. Things like this are common whenever Gibran gets a call from Ricky to return home, but this time the call is different for Dania. This was the tenth year that he lived alone in the land of the people and that was because of a man that Dania herself did not remember his face.

"Well!" Dania held her cheek with one hand. Tired of waiting for Gibran. However, before long the figure that awaited arrived. "Sister Gibran!"

Gibran approached Dania with a smile on his face, but why did Dania feel that a smile was like a poison to her. So bitter!

"Is there any good news, brother?" ask Dania enthusiastically.

"I don't know if it's good news or not, but I definitely have to keep telling you." Gibran opened his glasses. Looking at Dania deeper. "I'm sorry, Dania! You should go home soon."

Although Gibran's face was suddenly sad, Dania did not care. He wanted to jump because he was so happy to hear the news that Gibran gave. Most importantly, he was able to return to his country. Back to his family and his normal life. Just imagine! For ten years Dania had never heard the voices of her two brothers. They just sent word to each other through Gibran. In fact, when Deta gave birth, Dania was only sent a portrait of her sister's beautiful little baby daughter. It is so bitter indeed! However, Dania knew what her family was doing must have had a reason.

"When can I go home, brother?" Dania had already started to act calm again, although her eyes were still emitting a twinkle of happiness.

Gibran exhaled his breath violently. "When you're ready to get married."

"I'm ready to ..," Dania straightened up and stared fixedly at Gibran's face. "What did you say?"

"When you're ready to get married. You were allowed to go home then." Gibran put his glasses back on.

Dania clucked and folded her hands together on her chest. "I don't understand what good the old man is. Why does my family want me to marry her so much? Do they not understand my feelings? They're really annoying!"

"Take a look at you, Dania! They're your family." Gibran was uncomfortable with such a situation. "Now, you go back to the dorm! I'll go home and rest too. Think carefully about your choices! I'll see you later."

Just as Gibran was standing and about to turn, Dania held her arm and stared right into Gibran's two eyeballs. "Don't fool yourself again, brother! I'm sure you already know about how I feel about you. Are you really going to let me go to marry another man?"

Gibran turned his gaze to avoid Dania's gaze. "What are you talking about, Dania?"

"You know what I mean, sister, but why are you still evasive?" Dania's holding Gibran's arm. "I love you, Brother Gibran."

For a moment, the world seemed to stop for someone who had witnessed the drama between the two people from a distance. His heart was like a boulder smashed to pieces. There is no more hope. No more light. Everything had been dimmed and swallowed just like that by the sentence that Dania had just uttered. Will his heart finally give up? This easy? Or should he endure and look forward to a miracle?

Flashback off ...

"By continuing to watch him from a distance?" Dito cut Nino's sentence uncompromisingly. "Bas a coward!"

Nino smiled obliquely. "More times, I'll make a better disguise."

"Don't hide anymore, Stalker! Show me that great and sincere love of yours!!!"

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