Marriage Different Ages

#WEDDINGBESUSIA_94

#WEDDING_DIFFERENT_AGE

PART 94'S

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"But make us a fresh drink!" said a middle-aged man to a woman who was about five years below him.

"Okay sir" answered the woman named Aisyah.

"Don't forget you brought a lot of snacks too, our stomachs are very hungry if we have to wait for dinner time!" the great-granddaughter of a woman who was almost the same age as Aisyah.

"Well mistress," Aisyah immediately passed to the kitchen, preparing what was requested by them.

But before arriving in the kitchen, he was talking to a beautiful young woman. It's just that his appearance is very shabby. There were a lot of red marks on his neck. Aisyah felt a little pity for the woman. But when he remembered what he had done to Pearl, Aisyah again got angry and hated the woman.

"Sadly.you deserve all that!" his bath immediately passed away from the woman.

"Bik Aisyah, please make me a drink! I feel so thirsty!" exclaimed the young lady in a gentle tone.

Aisyah stopped her steps. His heart felt sorry for the young woman. After all, the woman only followed the wishes of her parents who thirst for worldly possessions.

"Alright Miss Shinta," Aisyah replied as she bowed her head, showing her respect for her master. Although Shinta does not pay him, Aisyah has been assigned to serve Shinta and her family.

"CK...until when do we have to live like this, I'm tired of being made a slave to lust by that old jackass?!" Shinta grumbled, annoyed by the behavior of her parents who seemed happy to enjoy living in a crocodile cage that did not have the heart.

Papa Shinta looked up, looking at his self-occupied daughter in front of him.

"What's wrong with our lives now? Have we not lived well? Whatever we need, it's always full of Rehan. Our job is to make him feel happy. And it's only you who can do it, Shinta!!" firm papa Shinta without feeling the slightest bit guilty. He did not want Rehan to revoke all the facilities he gave to his family.

Shinta could only snort in annoyance at the indifference of her parents. Sometimes Shinta's heart wonders if she is indeed their real child. Because of how many parents, it is impossible until the heart sells the honor of his son to a man, let alone the man deserves to be called his father.

"As much as you are!" said Shinta breezed past Aisyah who was coming with a tray containing several drinks and snacks. Free to argue with his parents, they also will not understand how he feels at this time. Shinta misses Kelvin. He sincerely loved the man, but circumstances forced him to squander the love.

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The pearl looked at the two faces of the different men of that age. They were asleep hugging each other. Although not a biological father and son, but his affection exceeds that between a real father and son. All of that can be seen how close they are. Yes, the two men of different ages are none other than Azka and Gilang.

Pearls feel very proud of her husband's attitude that is increasingly wise. The once selfish and arrogant nature has now gradually disappeared since the presence of children who complement the happiness of his small family. Pearl grateful for her decision in struggling to survive beside the husband produces sweet and beautiful results. Gilang who used to hate him first, now turned to love him sincerely. Even doing anything just to keep him smiling.

Pearl approached her husband. Giving a brief peck on his forehead then pulled the blanket to cover the two bodies that were soundly asleep. Not to forget he circled the bed and climbed on the bed, giving a brief kiss to his little prince.

"Good sleep to my two handsome princes, may you have a beautiful dream huh..." he tweeted while also relaxing his body that was tired because he had to take care of his four twin babies who are now in the next room with his baby sisters.

The pearls finally closed their eyes, joining forces to enter the beautiful dreamland.

And in another place, just outside the house Gilang and Mutiara stood a middle-aged woman who was staring nanar towards the window of their room. A very beautiful view and full of desire. His eyes seemed to show a deep and great longing.

"Mother is very happy to see you who is now living happily with your little family, I promise to see you soon after this problem can be resolved!" the shrillness then went by after seeing the room lights of the Pearls die.

The woman was quite happy to be able to see the face of her child even though it was only from far away. The most important thing for him right now is that his son remains safe and secure.

"Please take me to this address!" he said to a man who worked as a motorcycle taxi driver.

"Good ma'am, please put on the helmet first!" answer the taxi driver.

The woman immediately put on her helmet and then climbed behind the motorcycle taxi driver. His heart is currently broken. Regretting his stupid past. He did not even believe that the sacrifices he made ended in vain and made his happy family life fall apart and live in suffering.

"Hani, why are you doing this to my family? I've sacrificed for you, but what recompense have you given me? You've got my family torn apart like this." said the woman.

Without feeling the drops of clear water began to flood his face. The quiet and lonely streets bear silent witness to the pain of his heart. Feeling sick because he has been betrayed and lied to by someone he loves.

"I must remain strong, I must not be weak! Right now my son is in need of help, there's a danger in coming after him. I have to find a way to keep that lecherous man from getting a chance to get close to my son!" bath again. He rubbed his wet face.

"Sorry mom, we've arrived." said the motorcycle taxi driver after stopping his bike in a small house and looking very simple.

"Oh...Thank you sir? This is the fare, the rest is for you!" the woman handed him a hundred thousand bills.

"Thank you very much ma'am, thank you very much." the taxi driver looked very happy, as if this was the first time he held a hundred thousand dollars.

The woman nodded with a smile. He stepped foot into the yard that was so beautiful because of the mini trees and other ornamental plants.

"Assalamualaikum." he said, knocking on the door and repeating it several times until a young girl opened the door for him.

"Mother..Why is the new mother coming? I'm so anxious thinking about mom, afraid they're gonna hurt mom?" the girl's great-grandson.

The woman just commented a smile and then gently rubbed her son's hair. "Nothing will happen to you as long as the bad guy doesn't know your disguise!" said the woman so her son could calm down a little.

The girl smiled slightly, scattering into her mother's arms. "I'm just afraid of losing my mom again and I'm going to go wrong a second time" she said.

"Mother will never leave the children of mothers again and repeat the folly of the mother's past to make our family fall apart like this! I promise you, Intan, I will fight to do everything I can to keep you and your sister Pearl safe and happy!" the promise of the woman who is none other than the mother of Pearl and Intan.

"I believe in you because you are the best woman in my life, tiara and dad!" the girl's reply was none other than Intan or Clarissa.

After donating her spinal cord to Azka, Clarissa was released from prison and had to live away from the Aerospace family.

Clarissa who did not even finish High School confused what to do. Previously with the capital money given by Heru, he intended to find a place to stay. But his fate was again not on his side. Clarissa's bag was grabbed by someone so she had to lose her money and clothes.

Clarissa mourned the fate that kept playing tricks on her. Until a middle-aged woman came to him. Clarissa was surprised because the woman was none other than her mother, precisely the woman who had given birth to her.

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Hello everyone, must ask why the story is confusing from the title

The author is only looking for conflict by presenting a hidden past, so there will be curiosity from readers

According to the author of the novel without conflict will feel bland, so as much as possible the author presents a conflict that makes the reader feel curious

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