
"I don't want to!" He shook his head strongly, rejecting the unilateral decision.
"It's for your own good, Nindy. Your quarrel has been covered by many media. If you don't get married, the disgrace won't disappear immediately." Salwa tried to give Nindy some understanding.
Marriage cannot be forced, but marriage is not a bad thing. Marriage is the relationship of a pair of different types of people united and confirmed by God. Because by deciding to get married, two people will be partners in carrying out the longest worship that is performed without pause in a lifetime.
Nindy. Her tears just fell. This drama is all?
She wanted to be released immediately from Yang Pou Han, but for some unclear reason she instead had to marry the man. Isn't that unfair?
Ever since his encounter with Yang Pou Han, Nindy felt that her life had always been filled with difficulties. The man was never content to rule it as he pleased. Even he had to go the extra mile from morning to night without getting a dime of money from it. He tried to hold on, though the agonizing one-month time felt so long.
However, at this time he actually got the choice that he really did not want, which is to marry a man who wants to avoid his existence.
Whether Nindy was able to live out her days as a wife, serving the sharp-tongued and spicy-mouthed man so often incised a wound in Nindy's heart.
"Salwa, can I ask you something?" asked Nindy then after a long silence.
The woman raised her chin, staring at the black bead that was already soaked by tears. Until a question came out that he had been waiting for. "Are you happy to be married to Mr. Paderson?"
He smiled at Nindy's question. Rubbing the girl's back, Salwa answered gently. "of course. I am happy and very lucky to have a husband like him. You're going through the same thing, Nindy. Believe me!"
He shook his head later. "We don't love each other. How can we be happy? Moreover, it seems that I am no match for him. Our differences are too sharp. He's a man, while I'm .. nobody." Nindy looked down lethargic.
"Love didn't see it all, Nindy. Because I was nobody before I got married. I'm just like you," said the woman understandingly, making Nindy's previously agitated heart a little calmer.
"really? Did you not love each other before marriage?"
Just when Salwa wanted to answer, Sean suddenly came and interrupted Nindy's question. "Why did you break up our marriage?"
He seemed to flinch, surprised by the loud voice that suddenly sounded full of threat. Instantly a cold aura enveloped his body, making Nindy not dare to just take a look.
"Don't you finish talking?" Salwa tries to switch the conversation to Sean when she realizes the change in look on Nindy's face.
The man nodded, looking at the wife gently. How in an instant can those cold and scary eyes turn soft and loving when faced with Salwa?
How could that woman conquer such a cold and terrifying man?
"Are you okay?" ask him to Salwa. And of course a nod by the woman.
Come on, what Nindy did to Salwa. There's nothing, is there? It should be Nindy who gets such questions, because she is the one crying.
Yes, Nindy forgot that the man was Salwa's husband. How could the man have questioned Nindy's condition. Of course what is worried is the condition of his wife, right? Even though it looks excessive.
Until a soft speech was heard coming from the woman's mouth, smiling with her lips and eyes. "I'm fine."
The man wrapped his hands around the woman's shoulders, touching the cheeks that had already become red in color. "Thank God. Let's get out! Let them solve their own problems."
The woman nodded obediently. Walk in tandem by wrapping a friendly hand around her husband's waist. Without looking back again, Sean and Salwa had already left the room.
Until the rare clattering of Yang Pou Han's shoes sounded close, making the girl immediately wipe away her tears. He turned his head later, staring with a difficult feeling to decipher.
"Are you happy to marry me?"
Yang Pou Han's question managed to make Nindy even more annoyed. Did the man think Nindy was deliberately playing the game to frame him?
"I don't want to marry you. Come set me free. I want to disappear from your life."
The man fused his eyebrows together, almost fused together. Hearing the rejection coming straight out of Nindy's mouth. "But I want to marry you."
Hearing that, Nindy straightened up, turning her seat towards Yang Pou Han. "You want to marry me? But why?"
He smiled later. And a sentence thrown from his mouth made Nindy even more annoyed at the man in front of him. "Because a month doesn't seem like enough to torture you. I want to do it longer."
Nindy stood up from her seat, clenching her hands tightly. Prepare to oppose that unpleasant word of Yang Pou Han. However, before his mouth managed to say a word, the man interrupted him. "You made all this happen. Your unbreakable mouth has made everything like this. So, let's get things done right."
"What, why did it all go my fault? You're the guilty one here. Don't throw the blame at me, Yang!" he said firmly.
The man smiled meaningfully, which unfortunately Nindy did not understand with the meaning hidden behind that smile. "Because I'm contributing, so I want to account for it. So, let's get things done right."
The man extended his hand to Nindy while maintaining his smile. "Let's get married!"
He clucked later. Frowning stared at the outstretched hand in front of him. "Wedding is not a game, which. It was a sacred bond created by God's intervention."
"I don't consider it a game. Does my face look like that?" yang Pou Han asked with a "sucks" face".
"You don't even look serious about saying it."
"Do I have to bend down in front of you, and then you take me seriously?" asked the man while pulling back his outstretched hand.
The girl let out a long sigh, rubbing her eyelids slowly. "I want to be happy with my marriage, Yang. Is my dream too hard to live?" he said softly with a sluggish look.
Every woman wants a happy marriage, right?
Is that desire too high to be achieved?
Until the answer that was spoken from the man's lips made Nindy have to give up on the situation.
"We'll never know, this marriage will make you happy or miserable if we never try. Who knows, this marriage you hate makes you happy. So, I consciously want to offer myself to you to witness how this story will be engraved."
The man stretched out his hand again, displaying his best smile. "There's no choice, Nindy. Let's finish everything well."
Nindy was still unmoved, staring at that outstretched hand in front of her. Confused and depressed mixed into one. Nindy was unable to decide her future in just that instant. Until a pull on his arm wrapped in long clothes woke him from his daydream. "Come slow. You media are waiting for us."
"What?"
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