There's Never Any Love
CHAPTER 1
Rahmania is the daughter of a 22-year-old girl, a very beautiful and submissive girl.
whatever he would do for his parents, and he was different from his sister.
the princess was always treated badly and she had to work for her own tuition.
"daughter tonight there is a father's guest who will come and you should dress neatly." said Rahman's father.
"good father but daughter don't have good clothes."sahut daughter
"it's important neat doesn't need expensive clothes."timpal mother daughter.
"well ma'am and then princess excuse me first."pamit princess.
He's a homeowner but treated unfairly like the goal tonight.
because the business capital is up, Rahman finally wants to match him Princess with her best friend's child.
He does not know that his best friend's son is very cruel even he does not like to be paired because for him women are very troublesome.
the princess was very busy preparing dinner.
the princess who just came home from college immediately helped as she usually would prepare dinner.
"preferably non princess take a bath, because surely the mistress is waiting for the non princess."please ask the mbok Ningsih.
"what's mom waiting for me? at most I was asked to prepare food for the guests."sahut princess
and sure enough to see his mother and sister staring at the princess with a furious face.
"where did the clock just come home.hah!? it wasn't said there would be guests so you have to get ready." said Ms. Dwi
"sorry ma'am, I had to go to college earlier, I've been saying goodbye to father and mother." replied the princess.
"still answer.quickly enter the room and shower." snapped Bu Dwi.
the princess was shocked because Bu Dwi snapped at her and she was often snapped just this time it was firmer.
"then princess excuse me, Mom?? princess pamat
"quickly do not wear it for long, do not dance because it will be the same as your face looks her." shouted Miss Dwi
mbok Ningsih who takes care of the little princess just rubbed her chest.
no matter how the princess is the lady in this house, the death of her mama is a big question mark.
because the house and the company belong to the parents of his mother's daughter.
"Where is the boy? ask Rahman
"in the shower, he just came home" replied Ms. Dwi
"have the guests arrived? ask daughter's sister cella
"already, let's get acquainted? take Rahman sir
"i don't want yah!! must be ugly'nya people."sudder horror cella said like that.
"just go into the room, and call the princess now!! pinta's her mom.
cella went upstairs to call the princess.
tock.tok.
"hey's a really old princess? are you waiting downstairs? screams cella
"jeez, cella can speak slowly.I can still hear!! exclaimed the princess who was in front of the cella.
"bodo very because this is my mouth so want to talk yell or no business!! there it's been waiting.."cella died the princess who could only shake her head.
the princess went downstairs to meet her father and mother.
"good night all."what a princess with a friendly.
"oh this is my son Rahmania the daughter of his name." - Sir Rahman
"is this really your son? why does he look different? ask Mr. Budi.
"yes he is different from his sister."timpal Bu Dwi.
the princess also followed her father's orders and there was one person who looked at the daughter sharply, Adams.
"Adams this is the daughter of your future wife." - Seru Pak Budi
the princess was stunned even she was immediately silent not moving at all.
the words of Mr. Budi made the princess want to ask her father and mother.
"don't ask too many questions because your father will go bankrupt if you don't marry that man." whispered Ms. Dwi
the princess was immediately bowed and she did not dare to look at the faces of her guests.
"in that case we should have dinner first, let's all" said Ms. Dwi
Adams continued to look at the princess with his cold face, even the princess did not dare to look at Adams face at all.
"let's putri instead be quiet." said Budi sir
"oh yeah sorry om."sahut princess.
they also walked in the dining room.
it appears that Adams' parents were very fond of the princess because her son was very simple and looked smart.
"are you still in college? ask Budi
"still om and soon pass." replied the princess politely.
"do you want to continue or work? ask Budi's wife
"oh. I'm going to work Auntie, because I work while I'm in college! candid princess.
his statement of daughter made Pak Budi's wife feel suspicious because she knew who his mother's daughter was.
maybe Rahman forgot that the one in front of him was his old friend's mother's daughter.
"let's try the other one, here's the princess who cooked her" said Bu Dwi
Adams grew increasingly distasteful of the princess as he was sure this girl would trouble him.
"about the wedding date we will soon determine yes!! all of a sudden her mama Adams was talking like that.
"why rush mbak? ask mother Dwi
"because I prefer to get married immediately and about love they can understand each other if they have lived together" said Mr. Budi's wife.
"we just come along and this princess is a very obedient child so mbak latitude do not have to worry ya." bright Bu Dwi.
"i believe kok.iyakan pah?? latitude
"iya mah.and Adams is also a good son really." revealed Mr. Budi.
while the princess to swallow her food alone her taste is difficult.
after hearing that she was about to be married, her life would not be okay.
because he saw the face of Adams who was very unfriendly to him.
"we should talk in the living room, let's relax" Rahman said
the others followed Rahman's direction and they gathered in the living room.
the princess's face looked tense as to what else was seeing Adams with a strange look towards her.
"Oh my God, if time can be turned again, meet me with a good husband-to-be." murmured the princess.
"meaning we agree yes in the next two weeks they will both be married." - Seru latitude.
"should it be this fast, huh? sela Adams
"yes, if you can get married tomorrow." said the latitude.
the princess can only resign if she refuses, which she has the curse of her parents.
it's not fair but what can it be for now, maybe this is his way of life.
