Small Stars For Faila

Marrying

But please do it for the sake of the old man,” I said without turning my head.

“Alright, I will do,” Frans said

Eventually the car stopped.

Getting out of the car was immediately greeted with questions from the Frans family.

“Begini, he was injured and fell, But the wedding is still going on, then get ready, prepare for the wedding,” Frans said

Our wedding will be held in Hinduism . Everything has been prepared, at Frans's home campfire screening event, because of our request with Frans. Our marriage will be simple, though,

I was dressed like an Indian bride with all her elaborate and heavy accessories and a silk wedding dress

Long stay in the house Frans little by little understand the customs of Hindustan.

Dari, Adira, Repina came with me.

Looks like I have to mentally prepare and throw out the veins of embarrassment as well. Because Adella's boyfriend Frans and his gang came along with her crew.

Adella, who is known as a YouTube artist, also came up with her cameraman . He will take advantage of our marriage as the content of his youtube moreover, he will act as his victim, from the side of the house Frans He was seen directing his crew to the matter of taking pictures.

“Sucks I said”

“Give me” Repina said.

“I follow Adira, they devised a plan to expel –orang Adella and succeeded

“You are very beautiful Faila “ words Dance. You're like a real Indian bride ,

“But nobody is happy Tar” is just all forced marriages, I said

Even Tari, because it just came, did not know the circumstances and furore last night.

Seeing me grimacing withstanding the pain from earlier was finally caught .Though I want the wedding to be over quickly and the burden and responsibility to be done. So do not want to tell friends about the wound can spread the story.

But because of keburu dance, I told her everything.

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Finally, the time that awaited arrived the bride will be downstairs. To follow a series of Hindustani wedding rituals.

Assisted by three of my best friends, I was accompanied by a head still covered in a silk scarf.

The heart starts to beat as if it were about to jump. The invitation is not so much . But Frans' big family, it turned out quite a lot and Frans' friends came too.

The Frans house is quite spacious so it accommodates the invitations.

Then the event will finally start a Hindu priest is already in the seat by the fireplace . After many rows of Rituals we did, and and now I feel like I'm getting sweaty and feeling dizzy.

Pain from my back, and not to mention no sleep at all . After both ends of the scarf are tied. The essence of his show circled the fire seven times. I am no longer strong.

“I must be strong whisper me in my heart, stay a little longer.

“Fai, You are still strong ? frans asked to see me sweat. He rubbed my forehead with his shawl.

“I” is dizzy once Frans.! I think I'm gonna faint.

“Hold, we have walked this well, just a little more “sata Frans.

“I'm not strong anymore even stand alone I can't afford” I said desperately.

But Frans didn't want the marriage to be broken.

He was carrying my body, making everyone come up.

Adella who sat in front of her eyes glared with jealousy, seeing Frans' treatment. He has written on his blog and Chanel YouTube.

I've been so grateful since I got off .Frans showed his attention. Start helping me, sit down, help me stand up, hold my hand, as if loving me deeply, not wanting to be separated, rubbing the sweat on my forehead, giving me a drink. But they didn't know Frans did it because he promised me he'd take care of me.

All the gossip about us seemed broken, gossip about us, if I was the one who was after Frans and he was not interested. In the block of Adella I was the one who forced Frans to marry me.

But seeing Frans' attention is so sweet.

“ Are you still strong Frans said, looking at his sweaty face, looking exhausted.

“Iya is still strong. Said Frans and still continued to circle his bonfire. 7 Times the round was completed.

Until finally legitimate.

We were declared husband and wife. My brain could not think just focusing on the pain I was experiencing.

Frans lowered my body . His face was sweaty his clothes were soaked

“Please forehead your wife !” because she is now legally your wife” said the priest.

I was still standing, Frans's hand was still holding my hand back, from the beginning I was sitting next to him He kept holding my hand .

It felt like both of our palms were sweating

He looked at me with eyes that I could hardly translate whether it was still anger or a thank you I didn't know.

But for me personally, this is only a condition to release him from the entanglement of the law, because of my own actions.

I had hope .But the contract letter we signed wiped out my dream.

Frans finally put his lips on my forehead and gave him a very long kiss, in the end he hugged me.

“Thank you” said Frans whispered my kisses

And back to hugging me. But somehow my hand seemed not to want to return his embrace. Feels weird! Somehow even the image of Felix last night revealed his feelings that seeped in my mind.”What the hell is in my brain” whispered me

“What's wrong with me” Notya I have to return Frans' embrace to look real.?”

All right, I said after a few minutes. I hugged Frans body then . For now I'm Frans Devan's mistress. Not that this was your dream Faila !” I tried to monologue myself

We finally sat down together. But the pain was getting more unbearable.

“Frans” can I go to the room first” it feels more pain, my hand is shaking” said I.

Frans looked at me deeply, sweeping away every sweat that was rushing down my forehead. Seeing his attention I just wanted to thank him, because he didn't embarrass me.

He touched my wounded back with one hand slipping into the back of my bride's silk

“Wet Fai seems like the seams are open again” said Frans looking at me and staring at his Papi.

Her father Frans looked very anxious from the beginning of the marriage. Because her parents knew how I got the wound.

But I didn't expect Frans' guests and friends to notice the two of us since. They think Frans' attitude of concern is very sweet and makes the frans melted idol of women.

“Wait a minute new” later you I deliver to the top of yes’

“Who is ? what people matter?

“Dadi (grandmother of her father) Frans said

My eyes immediately glared like they could pinch hard. His grandmother Frans was famously chatty fierce, she always did as she pleased, a great mistress. I used to live in Indonesia, but now back to Delhi India.

his hometown, which was full of his cultural arts, was very famous all over the world.

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