My future husband was taken by my sister

You're gonna be my wife...

Jelita curled up under the blanket with her plain, undressed body. Why is he still alive ? Why didn't he just die so he wouldn't feel something like this in his life.

" Jelita, since noon you haven't eaten . Now eat first. I've cooked for you" Angga said followed by a knock on the door several times.

Instead of answering, Jelita actually covered her head with a pillow because she did not want to listen to anything. His mind was too stressed to think of the sad things that befell his life.

" Jelita, come on," persuaded Angga back. But Jelita did not answer at all.

Angga leaned his head on the back of the sofa while straightening his legs. Wanted to go into the room but she was worried that Jelita would throw her away like that again. Moreover, his eyes had also started to get sleepy.

In the room, Jelita held her stomach that felt increasingly sore. He had already tried to endure the hunger in his stomach, but couldn't seem to.

Jelita wants to go out but she feels embarrassed and upset if she meets Angga. According to him, should not the man take a chance in narrowness so that he can see his body freely.

" Bas a perverted man," Jelita grumbled as she wrapped her body back in a blanket. His head felt heavy, his body temperature was also much warmer than usual. It looks like he wants a fever from being in the water too long.

" I feel sorry for accepting that match," muttered Jelita. Her tears came back.

She thinks Raka is different from Dion, but her guess is wrong.

" I'm tired of crying all day" whined Jelita and then pulled the blanket out of her head. He straightened his body to sit down and wiped the tears from his cheeks.

Jelita began to realize, what she did was just a waste of time. Can crying bring everything back ?

After putting on clothes, Jelita came out of Angga's room. Jelita's lips pursed when she saw Angga still sitting on the sofa.

With a slow step Jelita approached the silent Angga with both hands folded on the chest. He thought the man was sleeping.

" It was so bad that I beat him up," Jelita was furious to see Angga's sleeping face.

Jelita stood right in front of Angga while shaking her waist. Is it okay if you want to punch him in the face to vent his regret ?

" Ugh." Jelita was ready to raise her clenched hand. His chest went up and down trying to hold back his desire to punch Angga in the face.

" Just hit me in the face if it makes you feel angry." Suddenly Angga opened his eyes and blocked Jelita's wrist.

Jelita was surprised because Angga did not sleep. Willing to leave but Angga's hand was too strong to hold his hand.

" Let go" Jelita said as she pulled her hand.

" Why ? Didn't you intend to punch me in the face ? Do as you please as long as you don't act stupid again like before," said Angga as he pointed Jelita's clenched hand closer to his face.

" From now on if you get angry at anyone just hit me. Never try to kill yourself" Angga said

Jelita turned her face the other way . He was ashamed of Angga.

" I've prepared food for you. I'll heat it up for a while" said Angga who then got up from his seat.

" Don't be pretentious to care about me," Jelita replied with a frown.

" I love you so much. I definitely care about you. Sit ! " the order of Angga

Jelita finally sat down as her body began to stagger.

" Eat, after this take the medicine." Angga placed the bowl on the table and then placed the back of his hand on Jelita's forehead for a few seconds.

"I don't want to," Jelita refused fiercely.

" If you dare to do so, I will kill you" Jelita threatened with a flushed cheek.

" Why is it ? I've even seen your innocent body a lot" Angga said with a smile .

" Anga, shut up ! " jelita shouted increasingly furious.

Angga finally shut up and pulled up a chair to sit down. Their current positions face each other.

Jelita clucked in annoyance, her face flushed withholding embarrassment as Angga continued to observe her eating. Moreover, the condition of his face was currently in a mess.

" Anga rests her chin on the table with her arms resting on her two hands. Seeing Jelita eating made her look very cute. Moist eyes, reddened eyeballs further add to his cuteness.

" Can't you look the other way ? " grunts Jelita while pursing her lips.

" No ," said Angga, with a smile.

" Ugh," Jelita grumbled unwillingly looking at Angga's face that looked annoying in her eyes.

" You are very beautiful" said Angga, smiling.

Jelita's face immediately blushed hearing it.

" Please let me stay here for a few days until I get a place to stay," Jelita said with a pleading face.

" No need to find a place to live . You can stay here with me" Angga explained.

" I can't stay here continuously. I don't want to get any weird gossip" replied Jelita, who is currently eating her food.

" Marry me then" Angga said, staring at the girl.

"I hate you so much. I'm sure you're asking me to get married so someone can clean your house, "accuse Jelita while staring intently at Angga.

" You've always thought negatively about me. I will make sure in the near future you will be my wife" Angga said in stern words.

" Crazy jerk. Never dream of. I want to go to sleep" said Jelita and got up from her seat.

" Jelita, take the medicine first," said Angga.

Jelita sat back for a few minutes to take her heat-lowering medication. Without saying anything else, he went into his room.

Angga observed the door of his room that had been tightly closed. He sat down on the couch and opened his laptop. Wanted to sleep but she was still worried that Jelita was reckless. At worst he could have jumped off the top of this building.

Rather than feeling unsettled, he better do office work while looking after Jelita.

In the room, Jelita picks up the phone and then reactivates the number. One message came in.

📱[Sister Jelita, although you are currently away from home, but do not forget to come to my wedding. Papa asked you to come to my wedding .If you don't consider us your family anymore, then consider it coming to your friend's wedding. ] Mila.

Jelita's breath immediately hunted while reading the message. His hand gripped tightly until his long fingernails pierced the bedsheet underneath.

" It's still brave he sent me a message. You shameless woman" said Jelita, then threw her cell phone on the bed.

Jelita walked towards the balcony of her room. Want to enjoy the cold of the night so that his mind is much calmer. The woman sat on the chair while raising her two feet on the table. His eyes looked around the deserted building.

" I can't just shut up" muttered Jelita