Revenge Wedding

Denies

After a long argument, Arga finally agrees to go home with Meira.

The silver car went into the spacious yard of a magnificent building belonging to the Alexander family.

Meira helps Arga down but Arga resentfully brushes him off.

"Gue is not old! I can walk by myself! move over!" Jerky Arga.

Meira just keep quiet and try not to be provoked, really Arga's habits this time right as back as before, haughty and lazy!

Arga stepped into the house, he looked around the room, there were some memories that suddenly appeared and made his head hurt.

"Aw!" Arga groaned while holding his head. Meira immediately ran over and tried to reach the tall body.

"Are you okay?" Ask Meira to panic.

"Please your hands! don't keep touching my body!" Arga looked at Meira sharply.

Meira chuckled and reflexively pulled back her hand that had already touched Arga's shoulder. His heart was sliced at the dislike gaze from Arga's eyes.

Suddenly Sir Heru and the others descended down. They immediately approached Arga who was still trying to stand by holding his head.

"Arga, son, have you arrived? why your head, son? sit down and sit down!" Invite Mr. Heru while looking Arga on the long sofa behind him.

"I'm just a little dizzy, I'm gonna rest in the room."

"Yes, Meira you take Arga to her room." Pinta Mr. Heru.

Arga shook his head strongly. "No!"

"Why? Let your wife accompany you." Said Mr. Heru again. He codes for Meira to get closer to Arga.

Arga looked surprised.

"Wife?" Arga repeated his papa sentence, he hoped that what he heard was wrong.

"Yes, this is your wife Arga!" Mr. Heru confirmed his sentence.

Arga was stunned while shaking his head.

"Neither possible! Pah, don't be kidding, I don't like ya!"

"who's kidding, she's your wife Arga, if you don't believe me, go to your room, there's your wedding photo and Meira's stuff!" Mr. Heru insisted, he hoped Arga would recall Meira by looking at her wedding photo in his room.

Arga glanced at Meira, the girl just bowed. Angrily he approached Meira and pulled her arm forcefully.

Heru's master tells Arga not to hurt Meira but Arga gets more angry. Keep pulling Meira's hand towards the top floor.

He went straight into the room and locked the door from the inside. Even the screams of Mr. Heru outside were not touched.

Arga felt himself being played. There must be something wrong, can't this girl be his wife?

"Ga pain, lepaas!" Pinta Meira grimacing. Unknowingly Arga grabbed him too tightly.

"Where? where's the wedding photo? you and Papah must be playing with my memory, right? since when did I get married? I don't even remember a bit about you!" Instead of letting go of her grip, Arga looked even more resentfully at her.

"Where's the picture?" Arga's eyes went around. He tried to find the figura on display but there was not a single wedding photo that made him even more sure that the papa talk was just a joke.

Meira tried to regulate her breathing, patient, indeed had to be patient to face Arga with a new figure who returned to this original fortitude.

After yesterday their relationship improved, Meira had not had time to display the photo on the wall of their room.

Arga immediately let go of Meira's hand and walked towards the dressing table.

His attention was immediately turned to the rows of makeup and skincare that were clearly not his. There's no way the lipstick and powder are hers. Why is that thing there? His forehead frowned but he immediately refocused his goal to look for the wedding photo Meira was referring to earlier.

She opened the drawer and saw an album with a white dove cover in front of her.

His eyes instantly sharpened as he read the line of words printed clearly on the cover of the album.

Meira & Arga

His heart began to ambiguous, which he was convinced that he had suddenly wavered, hesitatingly beginning to turn the first page of the album.

Deg and how surprised Arga when he saw a picture of him wearing a black suit was standing sweetly next to the girl who was standing behind him looking at him expectantly.

Meira hopes that by looking at the photo Arga can remember it even if only a little.

Arga rounded his eyes when he opened another sheet that clearly showed him sitting in the chair.

"No way!" Arga shakes. He still could not believe what he had just seen. How could she marry someone she doesn't remember at all? who is Meira?

"Ga.." Meira tries to get closer.

Arga turned his head and told Meira to stop and stay in her place.

Meira held back her tears, she saw how shocked Arga was to the point of almost tearing the album in her hands. But fortunately not so because Arga immediately threw it roughly on the floor.

Brakes

The album bounced off to the side of the bed. Meira hurriedly picked it up and hugged it tightly.

"Damn why I can't get a damn bit about you!" Angrily Arga while hitting her own head.

"Don't Ga, stop! don't hurt your own head!" Meira tries to get closer but Arga again forbids her by staring intently at Meira.

Meira could no longer hold back her tears, her heart completely broken.

"Somehow we got married, this must be a mistake! aren't they? did Papah match us? yes, true! papah must have set us up!" Arga tried to guess himself.

She tries hard to remember the marriage but fails, Meira is so sad to see Arga so messed up, she doesn't want Arga to get hurt just to try to remember her.

"Argha.."

"Stop calling my name! I don't know why I hate hearing it!" Arga sat on the floor, staring at Meira.

The girl's eyes had been puffed up, she seemed to be crying a lot this late. But somehow he did not feel any pity.

"Can you get out of this room? I want to be alone for a while, I need time to digest everything.." Arga said slowly. Meira was about to reply but the man started to close his eyes.

"I'm going out now, get some rest." Meira said bitterly, though her eyes were closed, Meira knew Arga still heard her.

Finally Meira relented, she wiped her tears and walked slowly towards the exit.

"If you need anything, I'm downstairs.." Meira looked again to make sure. But Arga was silent.

Shortly before she disappeared behind the door, Arga opened her eyes, staring at Meira with a blank look.