Love After the Law

Diabolical

Fanya has reached Frans's mansion. Fanya was festering to see a courtyard so wide surrounded by a beautiful garden. His eyes were again spoiled with a beautiful interior design. Ancient European-style ornaments, with a soft color pampering the eyes that look at it. As Fanya dissolved in her admiration for the house of her forced husband, there came a middle-aged male servant who welcomed her arrival.

"Miss, let me drop you in the room, "sapa andre.

" B.. Good. "Fanya Lawab.

Fanya walked following andre upstairs. He was again amazed to see the desagn of the house.one word" very beautiful. "Even when looking at his room, Fanya felt that this was the heaven of the world. He was not given the main room. Because the main room was occupied by the host, Frans. But his room was next to Frans's. Although it was not the master room, it was still 10 times more luxurious than the room he occupied in his uncle's house.

"From now on this is your room Miss, if you need anything, you can ask for my help, "andre please leave.

"Well, thank you, sir." replied Fanya.

"Don't call me sir, I'm just in the service of this house" andre replied.

"But "the voice of Fanya stopped when someone called andre.

" I'm sorry Miss.I have to finish my work, excuse me, "

After you came out, Fanya tidied her clothes into the closet that was already available and decided to clean themselves. Again he felt privileged with the interior of his bathroom.

"Warm baths seem to relax my mind. " Inner Fanya.

Fanya began to contemplate the fate of her future.The idea of wanting to become a famous designer should she forget because of the problems that befell her uncle. Married a man she did not know. Even from different rumors, her husband-to-be was a cruel and heartless man. He can do anything to anyone who interferes with his life. Even if I have to kill him. And no one dared to lead him because the power he possessed exceeded the power of the leader in this country. Fanya's tears began to trickle down imagining how her life would be. She imagined that she would live with a loving man and cute children. He also couldn't possibly ask for a divorce afterwards, considering that the sacred bond could only be done once in a lifetime.

"Conscious Fanya, be aware. From now on throw away your dreams and live without love.The delusion is only in your dreams. Just in a dream,"Fanya began to throw away the hollow hope that would hurt it.

After feeling calm, she ended the show and changed her clothes. It's getting dark. There's nothing he can do. He opened the balcony door of his room. Looks very spacious and beautiful backyard of course. There was a garden that was fenced very high like a cage. As it was getting dark, he could not see clearly what was inside. Instantly the fur stood up. Is it a prison for the people who fought Frans. Wasn't that man famous for his cruelty? Ah... Fanya won't take a headache. The destruction of his life had only just begun. If suicide is innocent, it feels like catching up with both parents. Fanya finally went into her room. He wants to rest tonight. It didn't take long for Fanya's breath to blow regularly. He fell asleep until he didn't realize the day was light.

Fanya's sleep started to piqued with the commotion going on downstairs.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't do it. " Fanya heard the voice of a woman pleading.

Fanya also saw a handsome man, very handsome, yet cold expression like ice. Fanya can guess, she is Frans her future husband, if only this marriage was based on love, she would be the luckiest woman would have this timeless, honorable and very handsome husband.

"You didn't do it, but you protected her, who gave you the authority to do it, huh? " the man began to rage, and,

"T. t. mr. kevin, mr. kevin threatened me, otherwise my family would be killed. "The woman defended.

" s\*\*t."Frans.

"Below this woman to the pasung." Frans orders.

Fanya's starting to get scared. He eventually hid behind a big gunshot near his room. Only a small mistake could put his life in danger. It was the first day he stayed in this house. What if his whole life had to witness all these atrocities. Indeed, he was used to being treated unworthy by his uncle's wife and son. However, not to hear the words pasung. Just starving and having to be a servant. But he could still breathe air immediately and do his college work.

Fanya who was thinking about her fate did not realize Frans was already standing in front of her.

"Who are you? " Frans cold gaze frightened Fanya.

Andre who was carrying his old suitcase felt sorry and dared to explain.

"She is the daughter of Lord Rahman who was handed over to you sir." explained Andre.

Tampa replies to Frans, Frans goes straight into her room and asks you not to bother her.

"Miss, you better stay in the room. Don't come out unless the master asks you to come out" Andre explained.

"But I am not a prisoner, " replied Fanya.

Fanya went back into her room. Bored, not knowing what he was going to do, Fanya picked up a piece of paper and began to sketch out a sketch she had recently wanted to design.

I heard knocking on his bedroom door. Fanya opens and sees a young woman with a suitcase in her hand. Do not forget also Andre who delivered the woman.

"Hay, I'm Harry. Mr. Frans asked me to fit some wedding clothes for you tomorrow" Harry explained.

" please come in. "Her father allowed Harry to enter.

Why from the beginning the people Fanya found were all men. Right the rumor about Frans not liking women? then why would she want to marry him? His mind started to get poisoned again.

" Hey, what is this? "Tampa accidentally saw a sketch of Harry being worked on by Fanya.

Fanya couldn't keep it.

"Ah.it's just a regular doodle. I made it because I'm afraid, there's nothing I can do. "Fanya Lawab.

" Wow. It's beautiful, honey! You're talented as it turns out. I like it. "praise Harry with his flirtatious style.

" Thank you! It's nothing.your work is more fantastie."Fanya..

"Don't like that, baby, I love your design. Maybe we can work together later.I'll ask Frans' permission. I really like it. Can I go downstairs? " Harry asked Fanya for her approval.

"Please, I am very happy because someone likes my work, what else you are a very famous designer in this arena.

" Well, let's see, which one fits your body better? I didn't expect Frans to be so smart in choosing a wife, "praise Harry.

" Fanya just kept quiet did not give much comment. He obeyed what Harry had told him. And true, the natural beauty of Fanya, Herry does not have trouble matching all of her work. Everything fits perfectly in Fanya's body. Clean white skin, even the natural face that does not have the slightest makeup polish looks very harmonious. Her petite natural pink lips were also very seductive.

"So you look so beautiful baby! What if you're in make up. " Harry was stunned by the beauty of his friend's future wife.

No one knows if Fanya was forced to marry Frans because of her uncle's forest. And Frans didn't care about the wedding either. He does not believe in marriage. He just wanted to cover up the issue that he was gay. Hence why he agreed when Demian brushed the idea off to him.

When Harry was still looking at Fanya's appearance, Frans suddenly entered tampa pardon.

"What is a beautiful? Frans, she is like a diamond. The de you see? "Harry who realized Frans presence increasingly praised Fanya.

" I want to talk to this Miss, if you're done, you can go. "Threat Frans.

" Hello, if you don't insist, I won't come either. The polar bear. "Harry began to protest Frans' attitude.

Only he dared to say that, if anyone else, Frans would definitely cut off his tongue, Harry cleaned up all his clothes and belongings and said goodbye to Fanya who just stood there awkwardly and afraid.If Frans did not come in, maybe Harry could be his friend later, he said, but he did not dare to remember Frans who was very cold was expressionless.

After Harry Frans' departure pulled up the dresser chair and sat right in front of Fanya.

" I never thought this marriage existed. I just want to grant your uncle's request that he not lose his company. So don't you ever think of being a mistress in this house.it will never happen.you are just a prisoner as a means of exchanging your uncle's debts. so never dream if you are the mistress of this house.you are my slave.remember that! now sign this agreement.

Frans presented a letter of agreement whose points were very detrimental to Fanya, but Fanya did not have the strength to fight it. With a downcast face Fanya picked up and signed the letter.

"Lord, strengthen me. "a drop of clear liquid re-wetted his cheek.

"Frans wakes up and leaves Fanya still crying

" One more thing, I don't like to talk to people who just look down and don't want to look me in the eye.I also don't like a whiny woman who seems helpless. "frans said firmly and closed the room door hard to make Fanya surprised.

She could only cry in silence. It turned out that he had been sold by his own uncle to a man who had no feelings.