The Disabled Young Master's Substitute Wife

First Day of Being a Wife

Santi packed his clothes and put them in a suitcase.

His eyes circulated the view of every corner of the bridal room that had been prepared for him and Barley.

But all was in vain, because he had to follow the wishes of his in-laws, tonight too, he had to follow them to live in the luxurious mention of the Hasta family of Raja Prawira.

Asti approached Santi, hearing the footsteps of his mother, Santi immediately wiped his tears, while being fine.

"Santi, why do you do this, son, if we are weak, then they will step on our self-esteem, son," said Asti.

"Well, there may be a point, the young master's situation is so alarming, he must not be comfortable living in this house,"sahut Santi while locking his suitcase.

"Bu Santi must say yes," said Santi while kissing the back of Asti's hand.

"Yes, son, may the young master recover soon and recover as before, and your marriage will last forever" said Asti, hugging her daughter.

"Aamiin, hopefully," said Santi with a clear bulb that again dripped on his cheek.

"Santi pamit ma'am, father and mother take good care of themselves" he said as he released his embrace.

"Yes, son, if you need anything, you should call us yes" Asti said in tears.

"Surely Ma'am," said Santi.

They both came out of the room with suitcases.

Harjo and Mr. Hasta, chatted casually, while Andini and Barley waited anxiously.

Santi approaches Harjo, the father.

"Sir, Santi said yes," said Santi while hugging his father.

"Yes, take care of yourself" said Harjo.

"Well Mr. Harjo, we are a part-time family, I promise we will consider Santi like our own biological daughter" said Mr. Hasta.

"Yes, sir, I leave my daughter to you" said Harjo, shaking Mr. Hasta's hand.

Hasta then approached his wife and Barley.

"Madamya we are a part of the family yes," said Mr. Hasta politely while covering both hands in the chest.

"Yes, sir, I'm sending my daughter to you" Asti said.

"Well madam, we will consider Santi like our own family." Mr. Hasta.

Asti takes Santi to the door, while Andini pushes Barley's wheelchair.

They all got into the car, Asti's hands slowly waving towards the slow-moving car out of their yard.

Asti cries bitterly, just lost Sania, now Santi also has to go because she has to stay and take care of her husband.

Seeing his wife who looked sad, Harjo hurriedly approached her.

"Sudalah ma'am, it is so if you have a daughter, they will leave us and will come with her husband" Harjo said, calming his wife.

Asti landed her body leaning on the chest of the field of the husband, just now they were happy with the event of their daughter's qabul, now they are back in the hall of silence after Santi's departure from the house.

In the car the atmosphere is different in the feel of Santi, even though they are now family. However, Santi felt like he was in seclusion.

There was no chatter let alone jokes heard in the car, their faces showed a serious tone.

Less than half an hour, they arrived, the arrival of those who were greeted by a row of servants who worked in the house.

They all welcomed the presence of a new mistress in their home.

Andini and Hasta get out of the car, helped by the driver, they lift Barley's body to sit on a wheelchair.

Not only the servants, Arief was present there, welcoming his parents.

"I congratulate you on the marriage of mister and miss Santi, may your marriage last forever and be blessed with many descendants and pious, "sincere Arief said.

Instead of assuring Arief's prayer, Barley threw his face away.

"Take me to the room now!" he told Arief.

While the servants of the dozen were lined up, congratulating the new Madam in the house.

"Welcome to this house, ma'am, let's know, I'm wati" said one of them and followed by the others, one by one they said their names while congratulating Santi.

"Good night, I'm Santi, just call Santi, don't need to be added madam," said Santi with a friendly smile.

"Can't be madam, we're respectful because you're the wife of young master Barley" one of them added.

"Well then." Santi.

"Mrs we take you to Mr. Barley's room, we have everything prepared, your bridal room has been decorated according to the request of the master and the big lady" said the waiter.

Santi just nodded.

Arriving in front of the room, Arief opened the door for Barley.

Barley's eyes are perfectly rounded to see a room that has been decorated like a common bridal room.

"Who allowed this room to be decorated!"barley shouted with a hardened jaw as well as neck veins protruding out.

"Sorry sir, this is an order from the madam and the great lord" Arief said.

Barley continued to grunt, his diaphragm descending irregularly.

"Clean my room as it was!"shout Barley.

"Ready sir!"said Arief then he immediately brought out some flower arrangements that decorate the corner of the wall.

Barley's shout surprised the master and the big lady of the house, they also ran a small approach to Barley.

"Barley, what's up, son?"ask Andini.

"Who gave my room permission to be made like this!" ask with his baritone voice.

"Honey, this is all mommy does for you, this is your first night, so it's only natural that mama decorate this room according to the newlyweds room," said Andini.

"You deserve Barley's happiness, enjoy your first night as a husband, "the whisper of Andini in Barley's ear.

Barley clenched his left hand, squinting his eyes.

"Arief, clean it up, I don't want anything to change in my room!"barley's Edit.

"Well young master," said Arief then immediately pulled out all the decorative knickknacks.

Andini and her husband could only snort at their son's stubborn streak.

Meanwhile, several servants drove Santi to look around the house, ranging from the living room to the kitchen, ranging from the guest room to the waiter's room.

After carrying Santi around in the large house, they took Santi to Barley's room.

Barley's bedroom door was already closed when Santi arrived in front of his room.

"This is the room of the young master, Madam, please come in, the young master must have been waiting for you" said the waiter.

Deg, Santi's heart is beating fast, somehow his heart feels heavy entering the room.

Santi set his breath while venturing out to press the door handle.

Barley was still on the edge of the bed with his wheelchair, his eyes sharply looking towards Santi.

"Who sent you here?" a heavy and cold voice came out from the mouth of a person who had a sharp gaze.

"Ehm.ehm one of the servants brought me here, sir, "said Santi flutter.

his face kept bowing.

"I don't want anyone occupying my room! so you better get out of here!" he said with a high voice pointing at the exit.

"Ehm, good sir."

Santi pushed his suitcase out of Barley's room, now that he had to sleep where he was tonight'

Santi took the initiative to ask the waiter, is there still an empty room for him.

When he wanted to go down the stairs, Santi passed by Andini.

"Santi, where are you going?"andini asked because she saw Santi pushing her suitcase.

"I want to find the empty room, madam" said Santi.

"Estalled room? you should have slept with him tonight" Andini said.

"But the young master won't let me enter his room" said Santi.

"Huh Barley is stubborn, yes you have slept in the maid's room only tonight, tomorrow I will persuade him again," said Andini ketus.

Andini also showed a small room, with a mattress style that was on the floor, the room was even smaller than the room in the existing village.

"Huh, at least tonight.I can rest," said Santi while laying his body on the bed.

Not even a day he and Barley married a day, now they have slept in separate beds.

Seeing and experiencing firsthand the fold and disposition of her husband, Santi could imagine what kind of marriage would be in her path.

Santi threw his tired body, after waiting for his clothes in pajamas, he also pressed the fan button that made the room cool.

Santi closed his eyes, hoping it was a dream and he would soon wake up.

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