Married Senior Cunning

Chapter 9's

After a while, Kyla finished tidying up the room. The girl sighed tiredly while plopping the body on the mattress covered with sheets of abstract motifs. His hands wiped his forehead, letting the sweaty whirlpools leave from his temple.

"Kyla," called her mother who was still sitting in the study chair.

"Eh, yes, Mom?" reply Kyla while upholding her body, facing her mother.

"Why you?"

The girl just shook her head while smiling.

"Why, Son? Usually, you're not like this."

"Hm ... Kyla's upset, Mom."

"I'm sorry why?"

"Kyla is upset to know who the man who will be betrothed to Kyla."

"Lho, didn't you tell me that time? Why are you upset now?"

Kyla took her breath. "Varo´s. Mother said his name was Varo, right?"

"Yes. Name's Varo. Why why?"

"He's Caesar, Mom. Caesar Alvaro's."

"Ah, yes. That's his full name."

"Mom knows that? Why didn't you tell Kyla?"

"Hmm .. right, the most important thing is that you will be betrothed. I think you can get to know each other when you get married" her mother replied.

"Can't be like that, Mom. Kyla could die if she married a sneaky senior like her."

"Hush! You are, do not talk. He's the son of a good family, Kyla."

"Mom, listen to Kyla for a second" said Kyla.

"What?"

"He comes from a good family. Yes, but only his family is good. She didn't, Mom. I don't know, is he really Om Leo's son? Their nature is somewhat different. La-"

"Enough, Kyla. Stop vilifying Caesar and his family."

Kyla immediately silenced. He could not imagine what the day would be if he married Caesar. His parents even approved of it. Damn it.

The atmosphere of the pink room was suddenly quiet. There was no sound between the two boys. One breath from her mother sounded a little harsh. Resigned and upset.

"In two days you will be formally proposed by Varo. I hope you can keep your attitude and accept this match," said her mother, who kissed Kyla on the forehead, then walked towards the exit.

"Mom, Kyla won't. Kyla doesn't want to get married. Kyla won't be happy with Caesar."

Her mother stopped at the door. He looked towards Kyla. His breathing was pummeled several times deeply.

"Don't do that. You must be happy, son. Aren't you going to help me a little?"

"Bus ... Kyla please ...." The girl almost shed her tears.

He walked over to his mother who was still silent in the doorway. He hugged the middle-aged woman very tightly. It was as if releasing the emotion of sadness he felt right now.

Her mother only replied with elusan at the top of Kyla's head. Kyla's delicate mane was touched and combed with her finger. Then, he kissed the head of his only daughter while smiling meaningfully.

"You must be happy, son. You are the best daughter of my mother. You must be loved. Don't be afraid of it."

Kyla let go of the hug while looking closely at her mother's eyes. He shook his head. Hinting at rejection without being able to say any more words.

"Quiet yeah. I will visit you often" replied his mother again. This time a drop of tears flowed down the middle-aged woman's cheeks.

The words made Kyla cry even more. He could no longer hold back his tears. Through it, he spilled all his frustration on a fate that he felt was unjust.