MARRIED TO MY STEPFATHER'S CHOICE

Working Room

The princess who had stopped stepped turned to look at Nia and Arman who were still sitting in the living room. The princess walked towards Nia and Arman with her face down.

"Put, come with Papa to the den. Mama's coming along too." Said Arman who got up from his seat. While Nia and the Princess follow Arman from behind.

Why did Papa send the Princess to his room huh. What papa would. Nia's daydream stopped because the Princess held Nia's hand.

"Pa, what's going on Pa ? why did you tell Mama and the Princess to Papa's study.?" Nia asked a little curiously.

"Nothing what. Papa just wants to talk to the Princess." Said Arman flat.

Arriving at the front door of the study, Arman opened the door. "Get in." Arman invited the Princess in.

"Yes Pa." The princess entered and walked behind Nia.

" Sit down." Said Arman.

The princess sat on the corner of the sofa. Instantly the expression on the Princess' face turned pale. While Nia was sitting in the middle of the sofa.

"What's the matter Pa. What do you want to talk about ?" ask the Princess gently.

"Papa wants you to marry Arga the heir to the Atmaja family." Arman To The Point'.

"What Papa means." Nia asked confusedly.

"Papa wants Putri to marry the first son of the Atmaja family." Arman Resolute.

"But Pa. The princess doesn't know him Pa." The princess denied.

"Pa, should we not interfere with the Princess' soul mate." Nia said persuaded. Because Nia knows that Arman has given a decision can not be denied.

"Pa, sorry Pa if the Princess denied Papa, the Princess does not know the man, after all the Princess married must be the basis of love." The Princess lirih.

"Yes Pa. Princess is right, marriage should be the foundation of love." Nia convinced Arman.

"You will get used to Mr. Arga and the Atmaja family seem to like you very much." Arman smiled.

"But Pa." The princess looked at Nia full of sadness.

"Pa, that's it, the Princess doesn't know him." Nia.

"Ma, Mama see that Lina really likes Princess. The princess will still marry the lord Arga. !!" Arman said firmly.

"Pa, please Princess." Said the Princess Subduing her head.

"No ! Your daughter must marry the heir of Atmaja.!!" Arman again.

"Here you go, go to sleep. Tomorrow Papa will make sure that you'll approve of her." Said Arman walking away from Puti and Nia in the study.

The princess just looked down, and her eyes were already glazed over.

"Mad." Call Nia Approaching the Princess and hug her.

"Ma, the princess does not want to marry him. The princess does not love her Ma. Please Princess Ma, convince Papa." Hugs closely go hand in hand with tears.

"Mama will try to persuade papa yes son. Maybe you want what's best for you, son." Said Nia rubbing the Princess' head.

The princess took off her embrace. While Nia wiped away the Princess' tears.

"Daughter, Princess believes the same Mama right. Nia.

"Yes Ma." Said the Princess looking down occasionally her tears dripped.

"If the Princess accepts Arga as your husband, believe me dear, Aunt Lina is a good person really, she will love you like she loves her children." Grasping the Princess' hand.

"But Ma. Mr. Arga." The princess looked at Nia.

"If you obey and obey Arga who will be your husband, in God he will treat you as his wife." Nia reassured the Princess.

" Ma, getting married there has to be a basis for Ma's love." Princess Said.

"Here you go, Mama take you to the room. Tomorrow I'll work. First day of work should be uplifting." Said Nia grabbing the Princess' hand.

"Yes Ma." Daughter

They went out of the study and walked to the Princess's room. While Arman was in his room.

"Good night Put, Mama go to the room first." Nia said to kiss the Princess.

"Yes Ma." The Princess replied, because for decades new today her biological mother kissed her forehead gently.

The princess went into her room and Nia was still walking towards her room.

Nia saw Arman who was asleep, Nia was in a copy room to replace her clothes.

While the Princess was still sitting on her bedroom sofa.

I want her to marry the man I love. Why did Papa force me to marry that mustard. I don't want my marriage to be just a coercion. God, what do I do ?? It's not fair to me. Grumpy sad princess.

The princess fell asleep on the sofa.