The Queen Who Was Born

Contractual Marriage

"i-this ... What does this mean sister?" His heart was pounding, and his delicate hand trembled, after reading an A4-sized paper given by his beloved

"Can't you read? that means from now on you'll be my contract wife!"

"But, why brother?" The clear liquid from the beautiful eyes of the beautiful girl was already revolted to be removed and immediately melted rapidly wetting her chubby cheeks that always look beautiful and funny. The sound of sobbing that he desperately endured finally came out and echoed filled the contents of the room.

"Lebay! that's just a cry."

Devastated, there were no other words that could be revealed to describe his current state of heart. She is Nala, a seventeen-year-old girl who was forced to marry by her lover by using the word love as bait to ensnare him. His kind and innocent heart and full of sincerity never expected the evil intentions hidden behind the angel treatment of his beloved.

the man cannot be said to be old. She is ten years older than Nala. His great efforts to get Nala made the girl's heart melt. Even with her higher social status, Nala's parents quickly agreed to the man's proposal. He performed very well, although Nala refused at first, with a little coercion and many times the expression of love that was thrown by the man, Nala finally agreed.

But where do all the words love and love go? it blows like the wind. Just one day the marriage was running and with the rest he gave a letter of agreement containing the rules that must be obeyed by the two of them, also written there the duration of this marriage took place. What kind of criminal would cheat a girl like this? shamelessly selling the word love for its own benefit.

With a gontai, Nala walked into her room. And as she expected, when she reached the door, all her belongings had been taken out by the man who was her husband. Heartlessly, the man stared towards Nala flat. "From now on, you don't have to sleep in my room. Find your own room." After saying that, he walked into his room and slammed the door hard. Nala was only mute with her husband's treatment. After all, what could he do for now? He picked up his belongings and walked downstairs looking for the room he wanted to occupy.

His steps came to a halt in front of a room located right next to the backyard of the house. The room is not so spacious and not narrow, the size fits according to Nala. He went in and began to tidy up his mattress and belongings. When he was done, still with a cry that did not subside, he sat on the edge of the bed and held the covenant letter back. Read it slowly and with a heart that feels in the verses. Out of every covenant point, there were two things that hurt her the most. It is said that no one should protest and interfere if one of them has a lover out there. And they have to make a show in front of the whole family that they are okay.

Does he think marriage is that joking? why did he do such a disgusting thing? "Sister, Andaru .." she said softly, her heart was so sick. A heartbreaking cry echoed, saying, he did not expect such a sweet man and treating him lovingly turned out to have a bad reason behind it.

Cowering behind a blanket to protect herself from the cold night wind. Trying to close your eyes, and hoping that everything that is happening right now is just a dream. Muffled her bitter cries, then tried to calm down. She was a strong woman, that was the compliment her mother always made. Pray that tomorrow when you wake up, everything will be fine.

***

A cool breeze blew behind the window curtain where a girl fell asleep. No, exactly the girl who just married. The gust was very gentle as if it did not want the girl to wake up, slowly a shadowy figure appeared little by little. Like an illusion, then form a handsome figure dressed in the style of medieval European nobility, with dark red eyes. His gaze was so sweet, his eyebrows thick with a sharp nose, and his lips naturally red.

Staring sympathetically at the girl who was wrapped around the blanket, her heart thumped as she turned and faced her. His gaze grew sharper and scoured. Seen, the delicate features of the girl's face, her snow-white skin in a reddish garnish that met on her cheeks. The closed eyes were slightly swollen, her small lips were as red as cherries, her regular breathing signifying that she was very deep in her sleep.

He closed his eyes, and a flash of memory appeared in his mind. He continued to rotate the stored memory, trying to get what he was looking for despite the faint appearance. Slowly, he continued to use his energy to make sure again and again. He was smiling too.

Without making a sound, the figure climbed onto the bed, and laid his body beside the girl. Staring at her up close, her heart was pounding even more, on her face was a deep sadness even though her sleep looked very peaceful and calm, there was also a fine line on her forehead. A furious roar and dislike was imprinted on the handsome face of the figure, his teeth were twitching, and his chest was rising and falling. Staring even deeper at the calm face of the girl before him, then painstakingly dampened the anger in his heart. His pale fingers stroked the girl's long brownish hair, peeked at her forehead and gave her a hug.

Comfortable, the girl subconsciously immersed her face in the chest of the field that gave her warmth, then hugged her tightly. The red-eyed man smiled. His heart continued to beat increasingly faster, until he was almost claustrophobic if only he did not quickly calm down.

"Is this what it feels like?"muttered that figure in the heart. His eyes closed and his sense of smell breathed in the fresh rose scent of the girl's body. His chest rumbled and the confidence in his heart could no longer be denied. His lips formed a grinning smile, his embrace growing tighter like he did not want the girl to leave.