THE LATE IN LOVE

episode 7's

My mind was a bit muddled, the girl suddenly disappeared two days before the wedding. Without thinking much, I immediately got angry at the house.

They couldn't stop me from getting angry, I made the family slowly fall into my trap. I wanted to see them kneel down for forgiveness, for causing the child I had longed for with Clara to die instantly because of an accident caused by the girl I was about to marry in two days.

"Can I replace my brother?" a girl suddenly barged into the room.

A pretty cute girl, present at a crucial moment like this. His face could fill my palms, his hair was long up to the waist was scattered, as well as having bangs in front. The parasites are beautiful, as well as soft peragai, small lips are pink, and beautiful eyeballs, plus eyelashes are quite long and pliable, anyone who sees it will be fascinated.

The soft voice that offered to marry me, was rather nervous and frightened. Maybe because he had heard all the talk I had said.

Actually, I don't know, if the family has a girl as pretty as this girl. Even her parents, did not resemble the girl. Surprisingly, he felt familiar, even my heart was twitching when it saw him. Maybe I was fascinated by her beauty that made my heart twitch when I saw her.

"You want to replace your sister?" I asked while looking at him.

My question was only answered with a nod, maybe he was afraid to answer my question.

"Alright, you're replacing your brother," I said in a slow tone so that the girl wouldn't get scared, then left the room.

Vaguely, whether it was her scent or her perfume was smelled by me, so calm and washed away. I paused for a moment, then walked away from there.

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My beer cup was shaking, I was half drunk. The girl who lost the life of my future baby for so long, went somewhere.

My beloved Clara is abroad, to treat her condition to get better. I married the girl so that I could punish her, now that her sister had replaced her, it felt like I could not bear to hurt her let alone her meek face.

If only Mom had approved of my relationship with Clara, she might have become my current wife. Now, I just need an heir, and let Clara take care of her.

In the room, I had prepared a wedding dress that I had designed for Clara, if I would marry her one day. Is the dream of marrying the girl of my own heart so difficult? Has social status always been a yardstick for marriage? Just because Clara was an orphan, unable to be with me, I was only disappointed in this fate. I was disappointed in the fate that was playing me.

And what am I supposed to do to the girl I'm getting married to? Even his name, I don't know. What kind of a joke is this, destiny. A girl like that was involved in this mess.

This feeling was mixed, with all my strength squeezing the glass with the beer in my hand, the glass shattered, and blood on the floor.

"Damn," my curse.

I can't even tell Clara what really happened. It felt like he wanted to confront God and ask what fate he was really planning for me.

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A boisterous voice rang out inside the wedding hall, today was the designated day within the invitation. There were not many present, only relatives as well as some friends.

The wedding dress, which I choose haphazardly somehow when she who wears it blends in with her beauty.

Again my heart beats, when I see it especially when he smiles. Thousands of flowers are blooming in my heart. Oh my God, I forgot about Clara because of this girl's beauty.

When the sacred promise was said, now we have officially become a legal husband and wife witnessed by many people.

"If Clara were standing here. Is she crying?" mummify entrenched.

Why did destiny not unite us both, become husband and wife, why did the girl who had nothing to do with us become a victim.

This girl why is so stupid to offer herself to marry me, why is she sacrificing her happiness to marry me.

I don't know what to do with this girl, my thoughts and thoughts are mixed, thinking about Clara, and thinking about the fate of this girl.

The bridal car drove down the street to my Masion. No one uttered words, or started a conversation, silent, so silent that it bored me.

"Down.." I said tell him to come down.

This girl is so obedient, even she does not argue what I said, even though the distance of the gate with Masion is quite far.

The wedding dress she wore was now fused with nature, she walked without taking a gulp back. Maybe he's mad at me, because I made him so unappreciated on the wedding day.

Everything that happened in the wedding hall was just a fake that I created. Instantly I became a jerk man who played with women, and married another woman.

"Tu. an..."

"Ordinary place." I said in a cold tone.

A very messed up thought, right now I need is alcohol. Clara hasn't even contacted me at all, I think she's been mad at me for this desperation. It is now wrong in everyone's eyes.

Drunk may be a good thing, not to remember the problem that is happening. I could see that the man who was the bartender before me was shaking his head from looking at my tormented self.

Some women who came to tease me, I kicked them all out. I don't want to be bullied by cheap girls who come flirting with their bodies.

At a glance a picture flashed in my picture, I don't know what it was I remember anymore.

Tonight is bridal night, yet I leave the bride impolite as before. For me a mediocre bridal night, nothing special at all.

But what about the girl? I don't even know what his name is, I don't know what I want to call him by. Ck. I never really thought of knowing his name.

Either the girl found out about her brother's actions, and her parents. I'm curious about it, if she finds out, I wonder why she replaced her brother to marry me.

I wanted to call home, but I didn't bring my phone. Today I am very sad.