The Love of a Possessive Doctor

#03

Dea was ready with her natural makeup, the girl is now only resigned to the destiny of her life.Defy even she can not because the decision has been taken by her father.

"Let's go Dea.", said Hayati pulled her stepson's hand into the car.

"Yes Ma'am", Dea answered in the car and sat in the passenger seat.

"Remember.do not much behavior", said Hayati reminded Dea.

"Yes Ma'am", Dea answered smiling wryly.

Dad Dea's car entered the courtyard of a house that was so luxurious.Hayati looked amazed to see the building.

"Well, you're not an old man with an old man, I've made sure Wulan is getting married", muttered Hayati.

"Good morning sir... With father Anas?", asked a woman who was one of the servants when Dea and the family got out of the car.

"Yes...Is there a William sir?", asked Anas.

"There's...Father and family have been waiting for the big master inside.Let me deliver!", said the waiter was polite.

Dea and family entered the dwelling that makes anyone amazed.But not for Dea who is not so concerned with what he sees because for him property is not a guarantee of happiness.

"I'm sorry for our delay Mr", Anas said.

"Hmmm... sit down!", said Mr. Wiliam with his flat face.

Anas, Hayati also sat before the old man who was supposed to be Dea's husband.

"This is your daughter?" asked Mr. William.

"I-iya Mr.", Anas replied a little awkwardly.

Dea did not care for Mr. Wiliam's look at him.He was really not interested in this matchmaking.But he could not refuse because he had no other choice.

"From today your daughter will be staying here" said Mr. William.

"Huh?"

"But my son and-

"To anticipate that your child does not run away on the day of the wedding.I do not want to bear the shame because on the day of the wedding the bride ran away", said Mr. Wiliam.

"I promise I won't run away, sir" Dea replied.

Mr. William smiled faintly."I do not need your promise.So follow my will", said Mr. Wiliam who did not want to be denied.

"Dea follow the will of Mr. Wiliam", whispered Hayati to Dea.

"But Bu---

"Dea.do not do problems that will burden our families", muttered Hayati to Dea.

Dea let out a heavy sigh, she did not know what would happen to her in this luxurious house together with the old man.

Mr. Wiliam smiled faintly at Hayati's reply."Okay then.the wedding will be done the day after tomorrow so you can leave now", said Mr. Wiliam with a face that returned flat.

"Dad, mother don't stay here" whinek Dea.

"Dea applies well here so that Mr. Wiliam does not get angry", whispered Anas to his daughter's womb.

"We'll excuse you" Anas said, taking his wife away from the mansion.

Dea ate naranar both of her parents who could do this to her.

"From today you will be free from your suffering all this time, Son", said Mr. William made Dea turn his head immediately.

Mr. Wiliam smiled faintly while nodding softly."Servant..."

"Yes the great sir" answered one of the servants who walked from behind.

"Please take Miss Dea to her room" said Mr. Wiliam firmly.

"Okay Sir...Come Miss!, come with me", said the servant kindly.

Dea looked at the smiling Mr. Wiliam and nodded at him.

Dea slowly moved from her seat following the waiter who took her to the second floor.Accordingly to her in front of the room the maid opened the door and let Dea in.With a little hesitation Dea stepped in and found a room so luxurious it was much different from his room.

"I live first Miss if you need my rock please press that button" said the waiter showed a button connected to the waiter.

"Yes.but I need a change of clothes" said Dea afraid of fear.

"Your shirt is already in the room Miss", show the waiter in a changing room.

Dea nodded slowly in response if she understood.

The waiter stepped out of the luxurious room leaving Dea standing looking at the entire contents of the room.

Dea stepped into a very large bed and sat in front of the bed.He did not know what to do because this house was foreign to him.

Tok tok tok tok

Dea frowned softly because the door to her room was knocked.Dea stepped towards the door because the door to the room just kept knocking.

Chequelek

Anaya patterned looking at the middle-aged woman looking at her with a wide smile.

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