Oh My Love's

Riliana Caleste's POV

Live a family, without family like other children. Silent in the void and pitiful atmosphere. Thinking about the happiness of other families, it shouldn't make me jealous. Being independent and growing up first is not wrong. True, it is not a mistake because destiny cannot be chosen by itself. This is a bitter reality. If it says there is an inner fatigue, then my head will nod dozens of times.

My eyes stared blankly at the three black figures containing a photo of a middle-aged woman, a man with gray hair and a granny who smiled broadly. Chrysanthemum flowers adorn the surroundings and letters containing an outpouring of hearts neatly arranged in the corner. Both hands were pressed, and the prayer began to be answered. All the best wishes I would have, especially to the grandmother who took care of me from childhood or rather after my father and mother left without saying goodbye. No more tears that can be shed, even the roar or rapport is over I threw when the funeral mourning of the three of them was held first. In nature there, no one will want to see me sobbing in life. Therefore, a strong attitude must be awakened quickly.

A worn-out paper scroll was still lying in front of the grieving figura. Although I have opened it repeatedly, I still want to do it again. Yes, just once and for the last time. My hands began to tremble slightly as I pulled the thread that bound them, then read the contents of the paper in a very calm heart.

"Lia, grandson. Forgive your elderly grandmother. Sorry for not giving you as much love as your mom and dad. But trust me, my love is unstoppable. Your smile when you forget the sadness, the sense of understanding that you instill in your heart and independent soul, all that makes Grandma proud. All people will definitely experience death, including your grandmother who has stepped on this elderly. Therefore, grandma hopes to someday be able to see you married with Sasha Andriansyah. He's a very good boy, and it's definitely a good fit to be with you one day. Grandma continued to pray to God to see you wearing the beautiful bridal attire and make a sacred promise with Sasha. Forgive Grandma for leaving you alone."

A drop of tears dripped down this paper ink. I hurriedly rolled up and put it back in its place. My head looked up to prevent the rush of tears in wetting this eye patch.

"It's over?"

A heavy, cold voice was throwing questions at me. From the tail of these eyes, there was a man who was folding both hands in front of the chest while leaning one shoulder on the mouth of the door. My head turned to him, staring at the expressionless flat face that was lucky to have been blessed with an above average good looks, so as to make anyone at all comfortable looking at him.

"Sasha, please don't disturb me while praying" I rebuked, then turned back to face the three figures of grief.

He paused for a moment before replying, "Today is night and tomorrow we are going to school. Don't reduce my rest."

His words sounded so selfish. I could only sigh heavily, then get up and go out followed by the man.

"I want to say something about our marriage" I said.

Not just a shame or a piteousness. Truly, what is expected of my grandmother's will has been done with a spacious chest even though it does not fulfill it perfectly. Although heavy-hearted, this is my only way to repay the kindness of his who was willing to spend his old age to slam bones in order to meet the economy of the grandson.

Sasha, the man who was forced to be my husband at the behest of his parents. Perhaps, she had a pent-up anger because I was the one who made her like this by showing her grandmother's will to her family. His father and mother owed a great debt of gratitude to my grandmother in the past.

I don't know what their close and reciprocal relationship is, but certainly our familial bond is quite close if this marriage is agreed. So Sasha was forced to marry me. Neither rebelling nor rebelling, he took his parents' orders and we became a couple at the age of fifteen in High School. Ironically, this sacred relationship has been going on for half a year.

Supposedly, marriage is carried out when we finish education or achieve goals first. However, the age of man no one ever knows. Death can come anytime. Therefore, the opportunity was taken quickly and finally we were able to show my grandmother there if her last wish was fulfilled.

"Let's end this marriage when we graduate from high school." I clenched both hands after gathering courage in saying the sentence earlier.

"Alright, if that's what you want," replied Sasha who made my epistle turn towards him who was walking side by side with me.

"Thank you for the cooperation."

A taxi was waiting for the passenger to arrive at the end of the road. Cuefully, Sasha entered the car without opening the door for me in honor of a husband. I didn't bother about it much, but the man never showed his soft side. Has his happiness been taken away by my presence?

As I opened the passenger car door, I stared intently at the old hut that used to be my place with my grandmother. Engraved a smile on my lips, and finally entered the taxi quietly.

In the end, we arrived at the apartment building on the third floor with the order of the eleventh unit.

Once inside, the main room with all-white shades will look clearly refreshing to the eye. Clean, neat and organized from the work of Sasha. Of all the furniture, which stands out among them is a glass cabinet containing many charters and gold trophies with so sparkling. It's not mine, it's Sasha's hard work. It can be concluded from these things that he is a man who deserves the title of 'perfection' and the dream of women. My mind was blown away as a pen and paper were thrust towards me.

"Make the deal you want" said Sasha before I accepted her gift.

"All right."

We sat on a long sofa next to each other. A statement in the formal agreement to divorce at the appointed time I have written and we both signed it, as if this is such a serious law.

After that, Sasha immediately went to her room without leaving a word. His attitude was so indifferent, like building a thick wall of barriers between these relationships. No feeling grew on us. Right, then what do I expect in the future if this marriage continues? I don't know how our lives will go forward if we continue to be like a fake couple.

I put this deal paper in the docket and put it in the drawer. Then, I went to a private room which was separate from Sasha.

I am Riliana Celeste, will fulfill the happiness of grandmother by rejecting the misery of the heart in the will given. This decision has been unanimous for my future and nothing will stand in my way at any time. I thought so, before all the changes slowly approached.

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