Marrying a Mysterious Man

First Request

“Finally, you came too,” said someone who had just come from the direction of the space ahead there.

Men dressed formally like Akash. He was also so handsome, but his face looked a little arrogant just like the look on Akash's face that always looked so serious.

"Who is that guy? Are they brother sister?” inner Shira guessed.

The man in all black clothes, stared sinisterly at Shira. “Oh, so she, the woman you were referring to,” asked Jackson, looking up at Shira from top to bottom with a gaze that was hard to explain.

“Hm,” reply Akash to Jackson's half-brother.

They walked through rooms that were arguably quite amazing. All the luxurious and beautiful like a royal palace.

And now, they arrived in a room in which there was a dining table that was so long and wide enough. The distance from the bench to the bench, ranging from one meter, with the head by one large chair emblazoned at the end, like a chair of majesty.

Two maids in black and white uniforms approached Akash and Shira, and invited them to sit down. While Jackson, the man is seen chatting with a male servant who is near the entrance.

Every now and then, Shira who sat down, spread her gaze across the room. In front of him, there was a lot of food on white plates of various sizes. There are nicoise salads that are added with sliced beef, there are croissants, there are beef bourguignon, foie gras, creme brulee, and a wide variety of other foods for appetizers, core meals and desserts.

“Akash, who do we really want to meet?” shira asked slightly lowered her voice.

“You are not amnesiac ‘kan with my warning earlier? Shut up, and don't ask too many questions!” firmly, making Shira immediately sneered and snickered.

“Hih, ice stone base, I just asked her speech style really pretentious,” grunts in heart.

Not long after, Jackson approached them, and sat down on a chair parallel to Akash. From the gazes of the two, it was as if they were harboring something that could not be revealed.

Highlight Akash's eyes as if to mean there is grudge and thirst for power. While from the look of Jackson's eyes, it looks as if there is a grudge and a plan.

Fifteen minutes of silence. The entrance is wide open. Two servants, each standing beside the entrance, opened the door slowly, bowing, allowing the host to enter. Jackson and Akash stand staring with a sense of courtesy and respect, which makes Shira follow their behavior.

The old man in a white suit, with a gold tie neatly attached to the collar of his shirt, walked over with a hand stick made of 24-carat gold, approaching them. Accompanied by a middle-aged woman dressed as a first lady, walking beside her. They are, Father and Stepmother of Akash, Father and Mother of Jackson.

Jackson and Akash invited his father to sit in his seat of majesty. And the old man named Baker Atkinson sat down, then after Asten—his wife sat in the first row seat. Jackson, Akash, and Shira also sit in their seats.

“How are you?” The first question that came out of Mr. Baker's mouth was for Akash.

“Good,” answer.

Baker glanced for a moment at Shira. “Oh, so he's the guy you meant back then?” Question two, it's starting to look serious.

Again, Akash nodded and replied, “iya.”

“What's your name?” baker asked Shira.

Shira, who was sitting next to Akash, turned to Akash before answering a question from an unknown man.

“You stay with Akash because of your wish?” ask again.

Shira was a little surprised because the man could tell that she was living with Akash. He also nodded politely. “I-iya.”

“You're ready to marry him?” ask Baker. Directly made Shira surprised and widened her two eyes in disbelief.

"Wedding?" repeating slowly.

He glanced at Akash, as if asking for answers to everything. Akash relaxed, raising a voice, looking at her as if full of love.

“This is my request of you. You're ready ‘kan, marry me?” he asked, then raised his eyebrows, code Shira to answer ‘iya.’

Shira, confused, finally nodded. “I-iya, I am ready,” he replied.

Baker still looked at Shira and Akash in turn with such a serious look.

“Do you love Akash?” baker asked, making Shira even more confused. But, he knew, the only answer he had to say was to agree.

“Iya, I love her,” Shira replied pretending to smile shyly, for the sake of launching this game even though her heart was very forced.

Baker nodded in acceptance of all the answers from Shira. Then I looked back at Hammas. “You really want it?” asked the old man so seriously, who was immediately nodding excitedly by Akash.

“Alright, because according to my request first, if you are able to get married in this year, then half my power in return,” Baker said. Makes Akash smile triumphantly.

“But, if this marriage is just a lie, and you are theatrical only to gain power, you know ‘kan what will happen?” ask Baker to look out.

“Yes, I remember it." Akash.

“Alright, then, I ask for the wedding to be held next week,” Baker said.

Directly made Shira flabbergasted and broke out in cold sweat, feeling shocked by all the words of the old man.

"Ready, I'll take care of everything immediately" Akash replied confidently.

“What the fuck is this?” inner Shira, with a look of her face that looks panicked and looks uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, from Shira's movements since earlier, there were two eyes watching her since earlier. Those eyes are Jackson's bead. The man sensed that there was something strange between Akash and his future wife.

"It seems like something is wrong between them," Jackson's inner conjecture.

Seriate......

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