Bare With Bastard
Marrying.
"Like this!" said Ayaz, both hands tightly hugged Yaren's body.
"Yaz!"
"I will grant your request. Don't you want to get married?" ask Ayaz to make sure.
Deg, man,
Yaren stiffened, what did she mean suddenly Ayaz said that.
"Although not in love with each other, even if only limited to bedmates, the most important thing for you is status right" explained Ayaz.
"What do you mean, you're gonna marry me?" ask Yaren.
"As requested!" answer Ayaz.
Silence, Yaren was silent, is it true that Ayaz just said, it means that soon she will be the wife of an Ayaz.
"I have one question" said Yaren.
"Tell me!"
"If we get married, you'll leave me like last night?" ask Yaren carefully.
"How else to? That's my job!" sahut Ayaz's.
"If I'm pregnant..."
"Please don't get pregnant!" ayaz replied, even before Yaren finished asking her question.
Yaren's heart was slapped like it felt, hearing Ayaz's statement that was so torn apart her feelings.
"Yaz!"
"Yaren, I don't want to hear, I don't want to have children!" Ayaz.
Yaren. Well, never mind, the most important thing is that he does not enter into adultery, does not knit haram relationships.
"Tomorrow morning, you be prepared! I'll take you to town to meet someone, we'll get married there, and you... Don't try to run away from me." Ayaz said as he warned.
"All right!" answer Yaren slowly.
"Let's sleep!" bring Ayaz.
The two walked into the room, sleeping one more bed.
Ayaz began to hug Yaren, Yaren could make him fall asleep faster.
I hope my decision is right!
...***...
Early in the morning, Yaren was already bathing and getting ready. In his mind what if he tried to run away when he reached the city. Would Ayaz forgive him again if he was caught? Or he'll kill her right then and there.
Ayaz was outside, contacting someone for help.
"You eat, later when you are in town you will stay at the hotel, I will see you again at night." said Ayaz.
"Yes!"
Yaren headed for the kitchen, seen at the dining table was already presented two dishes of fried rice, Yaren tried breakfast, fill her energy goods time she would really run away later when she reached the city.
Ayaz caught up with him, the man also started to savorily eat his breakfast.
After breakfast, the two left for the city. This time by car. Yaren was eager to ask who this car is, but he stopped doing it and chose to second-guess perhaps the car belonged to his partner Ayaz.
Ayaz drove his car, down the shade of the forest that greeted them. During the road to the intersection, Yaren really paid close attention to the direction taken, the number of turns making her confused herself.
"Hows it? Can you memorize it?" asked Ayaz, looking at Yaren's movements that did not turn her eyes on every road made her know what Yaren was doing.
"Ah, emm it seems difficult, why is the road to the house made like that!" ask Yaren.
Right now they had already passed through the intersection, entering the deserted road leading to the city.
Ayaz just smiled looking at Yaren, not intending to answer.
An hour and a half later, Ayaz's car arrived at a hotel. Quite luxurious, but it seems that this hotel is not a famous hotel.
"Go in first, here's the key!" have Ayaz give the room keys to Yaren, who is currently his future wife.
While Ayaz, the man disappeared without a trace. Yaren had already looked outwards, but Ayaz's car had also gone away seemingly.
Yaren fought in her heart. He does not know which area, his phone is also no longer usable, if he fled there are some bad possibilities that he will go through, but if she did not escape today, she may have officially become the wife of Ayaz.
Duh, how should I?
Without feeling his step had arrived in front of a room, with the same number on the card he was holding.
Yaren unlocked the room using a card, she saw the room she was going to live in, quite spacious. Instantly a thought that somehow could come in his brain that made him daydream.
Am I going to do my first night here with Ayaz?
Ask yourself, Yaren managed to be amused himself to imagine the hot night and Ayaz.
"Ah, what the hell am I?" mumbling wonder.
Geck, tok!
A knock on the door blew away Yaren's daydream, herself sighing softly. He thought Ayaz was behind the door.
Chequek, czech,
Yaren's eyes rounded when she saw who came, accompanied by one kiyai and two other men. There was also a woman he had met at a shopping mall branded goods at that time. But, Yaren only focused on the one person before her.
"Father!" I just don't believe it. His father came, what his own father would be his guardian of marriage.
"Yaren!" sahut Argantara's. The middle-aged man honestly also missed his daughter, but seeing Yaren's face so much hurt him, Argantara seemed to be unable to take her daughter for granted.
Yaren was about to hug the middle-aged man, but restrained when Argantara, her father even seemed to refuse his treatment.
"We'll finish your business!"
"Shameful, sleeping with other men, even now ask to be married, don't expect me to treat you well!" argantara whispers.
Instantly his heart ached and satisfied to say so to his eldest daughter. In fact, Yaren is his first love, his first love with his late wife first.
"Father!" lirih Yaren, her heart ached hearing that. Tears that would have fallen are now flowing smoothly, but this time not because of the longing for someone he loved so much, but tears of disappointment.
Yaren was disappointed, even though she had hated, but Yaren did not expect the relationship and the Papa would end miserably like this.
"Where's son Ayaz?" ask that Kiyai guy to Yaren.
"He's..."
"He's going out for a while Kiyai, he'll be back soon!"
Not yet Yaren replied, his words had been cut off by a woman. The woman he had met in the shopping mall at the time. Who exactly is he? What does this have to do with Ayaz? Inner Yaren guessed.
"Hi, sister-in-law!" hello Rymi.
Well the woman is Rymi, currently Ayaz is picking up Marco to be one of the witnesses of the man's marriage as well.
"Well!" confused Yaren.
"We've met before, what's your name?" asked Rymi enthusiastically.
"Oh, Yaren!" stuttering Yaren replied with doubt.
"I'm Rym, once Ayaz used to call me, it turns out you're that lucky woman, congratulations yaaa finally you can get the heart of an Ayaz, be careful... He's pretty vicious!" rymi whispers slowly teasing Yaren.
"Well, what does that mean?" ask Yaren again.
"Please sit down Sir, my brother will be here soon!" rymi said without answering Yaren's question.
"Sister?" ask Yaren.
"Here, for a second, um you change your clothes, put this on, there's no way you're getting married using a hoddie like this. I have to take some pictures of you guys later, and it's gonna be really bad!" cetus Rymi's.
"Ah yes!" Yaren picks up Rymi's shirt, which she thinks is Ayaz's sister. So many mysteries that he did not know about Ayaz, including the family, anyone Ayaz family, with whom Ayaz interacted daily, or what Ayaz's work really was.
He really could not enter the world of Ayaz.
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