Wish It Was Cinderella

I'm Married

At dinner, Al announced to his two younger siblings that he would marry me in a simple way. And hope that both of them will accept me as brother-in-law.

Yasmin's reaction was so heartbreaking, she said Thank God and was grateful that I would be her brother. While Vina, you know for yourself how the child reacts, yes he raged with Al.

Vina says her sister has gone mad about marrying someone she doesn't love. Ok, Vina I know Al is not in love, but at least let me borrow your brother for treasure. Not your treasure, but my own.

Vina went out leaving us, I feel guilty about it. Wanting to chase, but Al forbid and even do the refraction. Al said Vina's character was a bit harsh, knowing she had become the youngest who failed because of Yasmin's presence.

"I want to go to the room first to do the task," said Yasmin permission to leave to enter her room.

Now there's only me with Al, he's more silent after saying he's going to marry me. Am I being a burden to Al? How did he become so silent? Forgive me for being selfish, Al, until you are forced to marry me. Hey, but that wasn't my request.

"Al better we just cancel, I feel bad for you. I selfishly impose my will" I answered honestly from the deepest of hearts.

"I've prepared all, the ID from you I have registered to KUA. All my people have moved quickly for you, you want to leave all that behind?" al insisted with a slight offence to my words.

"Not so Al, I'm afraid later you'll feel attached to it. You're not free to live your life" I explained, looking at her deeply and hoping she would reciprocate.

Apparently I was wrong, he did not return my gaze, Al chose to devour his food while looking the other way. Let's show Al those eyeballs.

"Don't think of me, just assume nothing happened, you live life as usual. We don't bother each other."

Ok well if it wants you not to disturb each other, then you do not have the slightest taste in me. How sad was he to say that?

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At 8am I was ready with the kebaya that Al gave me last night. How come all the clothes that Al gave to me can fit the size, he knows where my dress size is from?

A makeup artist has come to turn me into a queen for a day. This may not be anyone's dream wedding, but at least I'm still happy because I'm getting married and taking my inheritance soon.

I was prepared, and now I'm different from what I used to be. My makeup artist is so good at turning me into a truly beautiful person. Like Cinderella in Java.

"Beautiful sister," praised Yasmin from my bedroom door.

Yasmin is not in school today, she asked permission to drive me and Al married. Unlike Vina, who doesn't care at all about everything about me. Vina still left school, without congratulating her or anything.

I came out of the room, Al looked so different, even with the suit stellan he was wearing, but he looked different today. Al stared with a gaze I had never seen before, I returned his gaze. He threw away his face again afterwards. Just watch out after getting married those beautiful eyes will be mine.

In KUA, not many come. Maybe because I don't have any siblings myself. There are only a few witnesses, a regent, and a judge who will marry me.

Well, I why? I think I'm starting to love my own husband. What would be a sin if it happened to me? Al if you love me too, I would probably be the happiest bride in the world right now. Finally no need to wait long we officially became husband and wife.

***

Coming home from KUA I rushed to go to the room. You know what it feels like to hold back urination while using a kebaya cloth that is very tight in your body? It feels very painful because it is so tight that it is too pressing on the bladder. But first I have to open this cloth.

"Where are you going Laila?" tanya Al saw me running inside.

"Your room is now in my room. Remember you are my wife now. Don't make others think that we have a specific meaning" Al reminded me.

Al right, let no one else suspect. Then what should I do? I couldn't stand it anymore, I turned around and hit Al just like that because he was standing at the door of his room.

"What do you want anyway? Very fast movement," asked Al who was pushed back because I hit earlier.

I didn't answer the question, I opened the cloth that was wrapped around me, and the corset. Hey you guys don't think bad I still wear leggings as the inside. I ran to the bathroom there.

Relieved when it was taken out, Al's room turned out to be delicious clean and large. Out of the bathroom, I saw Al who had fallen on his bed staring at me from top to bottom. His gaze kept on me. What's up, huh? How did he get to see me like that?

Geez, I forgot if I only wore tight lagging pants. Naturally he saw me like that, I quickly grabbed the cloth I was wearing. And ran out to get my clothes in the room yesterday.

If you are married like this, can not the husband himself see our aura? Although still wrapped in a cloth that is so tight. I was ashamed of myself for it.

I remove, make up one by one. From my eyelashes, to dozens of pentul needles in my hijab. Am I going to be Al's wife continuously or will be separated when my goal is achieved. Geez, Al alone doesn't love me, how can I wish for more than this?

Finished putting all my make up, now I open all the kebaya buttons. When the last button opened, Al suddenly entered my room. I immediately closed it back. So it's not polite, is it? He had never done anything like this before.

"What do you want? Why not knock on the door first??!!" my protests violently turned her back while buttoning my skills one by one.

"I guess you've changed your clothes from earlier, you've been out of the room long enough. I'm here to help you move all your other clothes and gear."

Al right too, I did not immediately change clothes, because it opened all the decorative prints first. So he's not wrong to see me in that state. But not her mode to see you, right?

Oh, I've done arguing. I just want to be able to rest, after tidying up my clothes that Al picked up randomly like clothes that have not been rubbed.

Yes Al did help throw him just like that on the bed. If it's like this it's better not to help Al. And now he's asleep while I'm tidying up my own clothes. He said he wanted help?

Is this what is called a husband insensitive to the wife? By the way want to help, if this is more can be called in the work.