The Tainted Bride
Chapter 3. Forced Married
"What do you mean by all this?" olivia asked in a whispering voice in Marisa's ear, the mother.
"You must marry Nak Reza" Marisa replied in a whisper.
"I don't want Mom, I don't like that guy." Olivia pointed at Reza with her eyes.
"What's Ris?" ask Tomi Barata - father of Reza - when he saw the child and mother sitting in front of him whispering.
"Ehem." Marisa pretended to cough.
"There's nothing Tom, it's just that Olivia said the stomach ache earlier and I said it's not good to leave everyone at this table" Marisa said.
"Geez Ris, you have the heart. It's over there take your daughter to the toilet. You want your son to go to the hospital just because he's holding back his defecation" Tomi protested.
"Hehe yes, yes, I'm just afraid you're offended that we're standing up from this place because he's asking for company."
Olivia just pinched her temple to see the mother who was so good at acting as if that was the reality.
"Already, already! Get him!"
"Okay, I'm sorry about everything."
Everyone who sat nodded. Marisa pulls her daughter's hand.
"Let's say kebelet, later you can beol here!"
Olivia stood up reluctantly and followed her step towards the back.
"Hey, get the toilet over there." Reza pointed to the side from where he was sitting.
"That's so, son of Reza? Understandably you've never been to this place." Marisa was whining and Reza just nodded then looked the other way.
Soon Marisa takes Olivia to the restaurant toilet. Arriving in front of the toilet, she released a tight grip on Olivia's hand.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"I just want to warn you not to refuse this match and not to show your face if you're actually forced to."
"Olivia doesn't want you to understand" Olivia said with a clear look.
"It's not you who decides but Mother," he stressed.
"But Ma'am ...."
"It was Olivia, Mr. Tomi Barata who helped the difficulties of father and mother in the past when our store went bankrupt. He is also the one who paid for the birth of your mother when she gave birth to you. Do you want to be an ungrateful person?"
"There's another way to thank Mom instead of matchmaking like this."
"But they need our help the way you want to marry Reza."
"Olivia's going by whatever mother asks, but not for this one." Olivia had never denied the mother's orders before.
"Olivia dare you! If you don't comply with this mother's request, I swear I'll sell you to the rich and I'll put your grandmother in a nursing home." That's what Olivia feared, her mother would have the heart to put her father's mother in a nursing home, otherwise she might have run away from home a long time ago.
"Mother!" Olivia shook her head, completely unable to believe what her mother had said earlier.
"Why? Still want to hold on hard to your head huh?!"
"Mom let Olivia decide who Olivia's gonna be Olivia's next mate" asked Olivia.
"There is no bargain and you know that the mother is reckless? And don't try to run from mom if you don't want to get into trouble."
Olivia shook her head weakly. "Mother is so happy."
"Did you say I could?" Marisa grabbed Olivia's shoulder and the woman just grimaced in pain.
"You're sick ma'am, let go!"
"I'll let you go if you agree we'll marry Reza." Glanced back for a moment for fear that someone might see.
"If you don't blame me, your days are full of torment."
Olivia breathed a rough sigh. "It's up to mom." Resign and hope his life will be better if married and away from home.
"Good, don't make me angry again."
Olivia shook her head weakly. "Originally I promised to take good care of my grandmother and not put her in a nursing home."
"All right, mom agrees. Now we go back to their side again and put on a sweet smile, don't frown!"
Olivia nodded again.
"Is it easy, Olivia?" wati asked as the two were about to sit back in their original seats.
"Yes Aunt."
Wati.
"How do you want to marry my son?" ask Wati to make sure Marisa's words were true.
Olivia looked at her mother and then looked back at her future father-in-law and nodded.
"Thank you then. The two of us actually had planned to match you both when we visited on your birthday. Isn't it Pa?"
"Yes" Tomi replied, smiling.
Olivia nodded again because she did not know what to say. The tail of his eyes glanced at Reza who looked happy looking. Today the man really looks sweet unlike the first time Olivia saw him.
"Well then we'll get you both married tomorrow" Tomi said.
"Tomorrow?" ask Olivia in shock. He just can not convince himself that it would be okay if married to Reza why the marriage was even too fast like this?
"Yes my son Olivia, my son Olivia does not have to worry about all the preparations we have prepared" said Wati.
"This fast?" Of course Olivia feels weird. Didn't he just agree now why the wedding preparations have been completed. Or was this her mother?
"Ah whatever," said Olivia in her heart.
"Yes, Olivia, we now just need to find a wedding dress that fits in your body. After dinner, we go straight to the boutique."
"Yes, Bu Wati, we agree." Marisa answered, while Olivia was silent.
A waitres placed a meal ordered by the Reza family and invited his customers to enjoy it.
"Let's eat now!" tomi's orders. They all ate together with Olivia. The delicious menu tasted bland on Olivia's tongue.
"Let's eat!" Marisa nudged Olivia's shoulder.
Olivia nodded and chewed the food unhurriedly.
"The truth is eat it! We won't be able to eat like this anymore" whispered Marisa in her daughter's ear.
To hell with the good food, Olivia could not enjoy it at all.
"Son Olivia why? The menu doesn't fit?" tanya Tomi looked at Olivia's expression that did look uninspired.
Marisa nudges Olivia's shoulder rough until she rubs her shoulder.
"Ah Om I'm just thrush." Forced lying.
"Comeone?"
Olivia nodded.
"Then we go straight to the hospital. You need to get a doctor right away because tomorrow on your wedding day you have to vit."
"Ah do not need Om later I will buy a hot drink in the stall only. Usually by drinking it my canker sores can be cured."
"Hem, don't tell me, continue eating!" Marisa chewed her food again.
Olivia just stared at Marisa wordlessly watching her mother eat greedily.
Seriate.
