Belengu Revenge OM Kaya

Belengu Revenge OM Kaya
I don't want to see my bride cry !


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A luxury silver car under the brand name lamborgini, and two black cars of the same brand were also behind the silver car.


Aelin sat looking out the car window.


Now Aelin is in a silver car that will take her to the palace of her husband, errat to the palace of the jerk who has ruined her life.


The story of his life is really like a novel story, where the author makes his life end before it starts.


Just thinking about it, made Aelin smile wryly.


There was already nothing more he could hope for, other than to live it all out and wait for the dawn of happiness to arrive.


Although she refused and rebelled against him, by the end of her life she was now officially the wife of Davin's own father's boss.


Will he be happy?


Can she be a good wife when she is young?


Will his life go his way?.


So many questions for a future, which even now looks so dark is more dense than black.


Clamps...


The sound of the car door gave off Aelin's daydream, he turned to the side where now Darren right hand Davin had opened the car door for his master.


Aelin again threw her gaze towards the window. He did not want to not even want to see the face of the jerk who is now officially his husband.


Does this include disobedient behavior.?


Aelin did not even care about it, even she did not have the passion to live her messy life. Like a lump of tangled yarn that is difficult to straight back.


Davin got into his luxury car, his net caught Aelin's weak body looking out the window.


Davin crumpled his butt in the passenger seat, the distance between himself and Aelin was only thirty meters. Even a little Aelin did not turn her head towards herself.


As his drama has begun, Davin thought with his grin.


Brakes..


Darren closes the car door for Davin, before he walks around. He saluted Mr. Arkelin who stood not far from her.


Watch Davin's car that will take away his only puppet princess.


Mr. Arkelin nodded slowly, receiving Darren's salute with his two eyes beginning to dew.


Without saying goodbye, without a warm hug, without saying goodbye, the princess died in silence.


But what can he say, even now Aelin must be very disappointed in himself.


Her self was just hoping, everything she did was the best thing for Aelin.


Just as Darren stepped on his legs, his steps came to a halt as his shoulders felt a touch.


In front of him now stood the middle-aged face of Mr. Arkelin who stared at her with sadness and clingy.


"Darren..!" Call Mr. Weak arkelin.


"Yes sir..." Reply Darren with his flat expression.


"I'm picking up my daughter..."


Darren was silently sculpting, with a thousand nails that nailed his body in place.


Is this an order or a request?


Darren was so confused as to what answer he should give. He's just a waitress, not a boss like Davin.


Protecting Aelin was a punishment for Darren because he knew what plan his employer was playing.


"Mr Davin has fulfilled your request, right.. ? You should not doubt what he said.. Excuse me, sir..." Darren walked quickly, then got into the wheel of the car.


He does not want to serve Mr. Arkelin, can-can his heart topple out for hearing a request about his daughter.


If he could not let go of his daughter, why did he let her into the abyss of suffering. Thought Darren was starting to drive the car, join his other audience.


Two black cars followed the silver car in front of them.


The journey that looks like the accompaniment of the state office.


Aelin turned her head back, the car was moving away, her yard died.


The house that he had lived in for years with two angels who always poured out his affection.


The house that bears witness to the fond memories of his childhood with his momy who always smiled warmly full of tenderness.


Now, however, that house was no longer his home. The house was just a dark shadow to her. Where life begins and ends in the same place.


"Make-up..!" Lirih Aelin when she saw Mr. Arkelin waved his hand, as a sign of separation.


His usual every morning, when leaving school the wave was so warm.


But now that wave is a parting wave.


Again to the two misty Aelin eyes, tears inundated into his two beautiful eyes.


However disappointed with the father, but still this heart grieves for him.


Before leaving, he deliberately did not give goodbye greetings or goodbye hugs.


Even he did not meet his father, because of the disappointment lodged in his heart. Because of the attitude of the father who did not mess with him in the least.


"Momy bye... This time Aelin was devastated, and the papy also made Aelin very disappointed..." Inner Aelin with tears that were now seeping profusely on her smooth cheeks.


Aelin immediately flipped her body, she could not look back anymore.


However Aelin was quite jolted in shock, while in her presence some tissues were right in front of her face.


Aelin stared at the hand that was quite stocky was bidding some tissue sheets on her, and of course the owner was Davin.


"Remove your tears... I don't want my bride to cry..." Davin cried with a straight forward look.


"This color is not yet when you cry, I want you to save your tears to cry later. Because your journey is still far away..." Inner Davin with hardened jaw.


Aelin looked doubtfully at Davin.


What else is this hypocritical man planning?


Does he want to be a good husband and love his wife?


Or does he just want to mock himself for crying.?


Thought Aelin with all the negative thoughts that made her hate Davin even more.


Plaque...


Davin's hand crashed hard, when Aelin hit and smashed Davin's hand.


To the two eyes Davin immediately glared furiously accepting the brash behavior of Aelin.


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