The Lantern of Love of the Gods

CHAPTER 2 The Beginning of Destruction

The wedding will be held tomorrow morning. Akbar's family is so happy. Eventually their son will get married. Married not just anyone. Rania in addition to being known as a beautiful girl is also a descendant of conglongmerates. His family is included in the list of top 5 richest people in the country. However, there is something that Akbar's family prefers to the wealth of the Rania family, namely, the simplicity of his family. Although the family's treasure never arrogant let alone show off. His family hardly ever had any problems. As far as it seems always harmonious and peaceful.

Rania is the only daughter of the Son family. A girl who has long been the target of many parents to be betrothed to her child. The reason is certainly to lift the family degree and advance the family business. Everything Rania refused. He is not happy with the match. Moreover, the matchmaking in which contains a special purpose and purpose. Rania is a true love worshiper. Later he will only marry someone he loves. No matter what his family background is. However, his fate was lucky because his heart was tethered to the eldest son of the Akbar family. The only wealthiest family in the country to have been able to maintain its position in first place for the past ten years.

Tonight after arranging a lot of preparations Madame Akbar sat on the sofa of the living room. He straightened his legs and several times he tried to stretch his muscles. Although he was tired, the twinkle of his eyes really could not hide his happiness.

"This is what it's like to be a parent." He said, kneeling his own nape."Although I never felt like I had children so I could feel like a parent." He smiled to himself.

Just then Nico came down from his room. The teenager who sat on the 3rd grade of High School seemed to be in a hurry with a jacket slung carelessly on his shoulders.

"Where are you going, Nico?"

Madame Akbar is just about to open her voice. Clearly the one who asked just now was not himself.

"I have an urgent business. If you don't mind, can I borrow your car, brother?"

"You should not wander. It's almost eleven o'clock in the evening. Besides what urgent business brings you up to look like such a hurry."

"I can't tell my sister."

Alvino loved his brother so much that whatever Nico wanted was never stopped.

"Take this key and make sure you don't get up late tomorrow on my wedding day."

Nico pulled the car keys out of his brother's hand. "Where might I do that brother. The best brother. I love my brother."

Alvino smiled. He slightly damaged his sister's hair. "Be a good man."

At first glance Nico returned her brother's smile before her tail caught the figure of her mother sitting on the sofa. He then approached.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize my mother was. I'll go out first." Nico leaves a brief hug on her stepmother whom she has always considered to be her own biological mother. Unlike Alvino who never considered that Madam Akbar existed.

"Be careful on the road, baby."Nico nodded curtly assuring his mother's message then headed straight for the exit.

For a moment his heart was ready to leave the house. He grabbed his phone. Reread the short message on the screen of his smartphone. He wasn't sure but he was curious. There was an uncomfortable worry in his heart.

***

It's already an hour past the predetermined wedding time. Akbar's family looks pias. Alvino, I don't know how many times I've seen his watch in the last hour. Her bridal suit is a bit crumpled. His sweat was seen wetting his forehead even though he was in a room full of AC. The bride did not come. Many guests were whispering inappropriately.

"Can the woman's family not be contacted?" I don't know how many times this question has been thrown out that Alvino always responds with a weak ring.

His happiness last night seemed to be gone. Now his heart was filled with uncomfortable feelings. He's still waiting. Hope the bride is present. Really, he wouldn't be mad if his girl came late, rather than being caught in a situation like this. Waiting without news, waiting without clarity. Anyone who is in this situation is fed up.

Aaaakkkkk!!!

Suddenly the door of the building opened violently. All views were instantly diverted at one point towards the door. Silent. Everyone wondered curiously at Nico's presence in a mess. Like just waking up straight away without washing your face. His eyes look a little puffy.

Without a word he immediately rushed towards Alvino. He pulled her by forcibly her brother's hand towards the empty room. All Nico's behavior increasingly invites a big question mark that lodged in every person's head.

"What are you doing, Nico?" Alvino asked impatiently. He shook his sister's hand.

Nico looked at big brother with a regretful look that was hard to interpret.

"Sister... " Nico's voice was stuck in his throat. It was as if what he was about to say was really heavy. "Your wife-to-be won't come."

For the sake of hearing Nico's soft-eyed words Alvino stood up.

"What did you say?"

Nico's head was bowed in. "I said your future wife wouldn't come."

"Don't make me crazy Nico!" Alvino messed up his hair violently.

"You know I've been almost crazy waiting for him without word for an hour lately. This marriage cost billions. Important guests have been gathering since morning. Hearing their whispers makes me uncomfortable. Now you come without coming home all night in a mess, plus your words are getting my head throbbing dizzy. Are you still sane Nico?"

"I don't know what you'd do to me if you knew the truth."

"I'm sorry, brother, but... I have desecrated your beloved."

Like being struck by lightning during a hole when the sun was shining brightly Alvino suddenly dazed. For the sake of hearing his sister's words, Alvino's world was destroyed. The luxurious building where he stood now seemed to collapse, squeezing his chest from all directions, so it felt so stifling.

"Haha... What kind of a joke is this, Nico?" Sad, Alvino's resolute voice turned vibrating either so angry or so disappointed. I don't know if the two are hard to distinguish.

"I didn't say any jokes at all. Ii'm sorry. Everything is the truth."

Silent. Alvino looked at his sister's face in disbelief. He examined the brownish eyeballs to find a speck of lies. However, those eyes did not hold the slightest lie. The eyes were purely telling everything with a million words of honesty, which made Alvino feel even more unable to withstand something that was violently stirring in his chest.

Buuggg...!!!

"Lack of you, Nico!!!" His screech was accompanied by a hard blow that slammed into Nico's jaw until the eighteen-year-old fell to the floor.

"How dare you touch my beloved!"

Buuggg...!!!

Buuggg...!!!

Buugggg!!!

Resignedly. That's what Nico did when he received a blow from his brother. Even if he does not refuse.

"I won't forgive you!"

Buuggg...!!!

"Fuck you, Nico..!!!

Buuggg...!!!

"DEATH YOU AND ROT IN HELL!!!"

"Alvino, what are you doing?!"

Mr Akbar swiftly held Alvino's hand before he could tear Nico's lips deeper. He forcefully pulled Alvino away from his sister.

"Take me off, dad!" Alvino rebelled with all his might so that lord Akbar felt overwhelmed. It takes three adults to hold Alvino's body. Somehow people are angry always get extra energy.

"He doesn't deserve to live. ********!!! I'm gonna kill you." Alvino rebelled with all his might. Trying to free himself from the confines of Mr. Akbar's people.

Nico himself tried to get up. His face was covered in blood. Don't ask about the pain. Of course, those wounds caused pain and pain. However, right now there is more pain than just a wound that mengnga.

"Control yourself Alvino!"

Madam Akbar followed into the room after hearing the noise. To his surprise, he found his two step-children in a state of concern. He rushed to help Nico.

"What really happened between you?" Mr. Akbar tried to ask in a wise tone after Alvino was a bit calmer.

Alvino tearfully recounted what he had heard from Nico's confession.

"No... There's no way this is happening." Madam Akbar's slim body slumped freely onto the floor as if it was lackluster without a support bone. His chest suddenly tightened. Her tears vying down drenched the glittering floor displayed the shadow of her beautiful face that was now covered with grief.

"Nico, tell us all if what you're saying is a lie!"

"Free dad. I've seen his eyes. Not one bit he lied."

"I'm sorry dad. I have made an unforgivable mistake. Kill me father."

Inexhaustibly. Mr. Akbar was completely at a loss for his words. His voice was stuck in his throat. Fortunately, he had no history of heart disease. If not, he has now been taken to the IGD.

Nico has managed to make a black hole so deep a wound in every person's heart. Alvino's happy day turned one hundred and eighty degrees into a day so bitter. He should have married sacred today with his beloved girl who always made him intoxicated. But look what's happening now. The bride does not come and will never come. It is not only the shame and disgrace that this family has to endure, not just material losses, far from all that the beginning of the terrible suffering has come to greet the family who has always been calm and calm.

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