The Imperfect Husband

Deanra

Isn't the wedding day something that is very important to a girl's life? So does Deanra now. The difference is just that he looks like a forced bride, there is no passion for her to be happy like other families are busy laughing happily.

Denara squeezed her stiff hands, in a few minutes she would be crushed by a man she did not like. It felt like he wanted to run away now, but he didn't have that much courage to fight back on his parents.

"Sister, don't strain so. Come smile," Mangala smiled amusedly looking at her older sister who had a tense face.

The handsome man standing next to Deanra was his younger brother. The only brother Deanra has. His sister had just come last night, it made Deanra even more upset, how his sister was so a jerk even mocking him who was struggling now.

"Shut up, Mang! Or am I gonna strangle you?" Deanra glared fiercely. Commemorating the sister so as not to make herself more upset.

"Gee... So the bride cannot be fierce, brother. Or later to be old." Mangala is getting smaller. Although he did not like it when his brother called himself a mang, but this time he tried to be tolerant. For today he just wants to tease his brother.

"Here you go, I'm lazy to joke with you right now. Please just call me, I don't need you!"

Manggala smiled smirked, "mother is busy with the guests downstairs, so I'm the one who was told to keep you here, brother." Mangala took a chair, sitting even closer than her brother.

"What?"

The twenty-year-old man laughed more and more at his brother's face. But before long, suddenly Manggala hugged the brother with affection.

"I didn't think you'd be paired with Mas Ares, brother. I hope you can take it with a chest,"

Deanra. He remained silent until his sister let go of his embrace. Accept Ares?

Deanra didn't even think a bit about it. Can it be?

"Do you know him?" The question finally came out of the girl's lips.

Manggala smiled widely. "Of course, don't you know him too?"

Enough of that long question. Manggala was completely flabbergasted to hear the words of his brother.

"Jeez, Deanra! Where do you get the rumors that Mas Ares is crazy?"

"Everyone said that,"

If only his brother is not now a bride, and is afraid to damage the decoration on his brother's face, Manggala would like it to spin the head so as not to irritate him even more.

"Lo listen yes! Ares' brother is not crazy, but he has mild, not severe autism!"

Deanra doesn't understand, "What's the difference between weight and weight?"

Manggala really wanted to hit Deanra on the head so upset. But just to knock the door was immediately heard, and soon the same mother and other brothers came into the room.

Actually Deanra still wanted to ask, but seeing the number of people he undo his intentions. He smiled sweetly to get congratulations from some of his mother's brothers and father who came in with his mother.

"Well, this bride is beautiful. Aunt really pangling look at you, Dean. Absolutely beautiful," Deanra smiled at the compliment. Then he looked at his mother, Syakira immediately understood if the Anka was currently uncomfortable being mobbed by the mother.

"The wedding is about to begin. Come on down, son." As it understood, the mothers immediately came out first.

A few minutes later Deanra was guided by her mother out of the room and accompanied by her sister who did not seem to want to leave her sister.

Manggala is not a stupid man. From earlier he was deliberately joking with his brother so that Deanra did not tense and anxious with when later sitting next to Mas Ares. What woman would not think twice if she married a man like Ares, Manggala thought. So he understood the tension.

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