Don't Force Us to Get Married!
Breakfasted

The breakfast atmosphere at the Asberto residence was quite stressful for Sora. No one dared to make a sound during the breakfast.

Is this part of his house rules too? Is this a home or school, anyway? Why are the rules so strict. Inner Sora.

Sora chose to bow his face alone, he did not dare to speak. Later Dimas could scold him again to better maintain the attitude in the house.

Asberto finished first, the man left after pulling a piece of tissue to wipe his mouth. And not for how long, his female in-laws moved on from there. So now it's just him and Dimas.

"Is this part of your house rules too?" ask Sora lirih.

Dimas looked at it. "Yes, why? You're uncomfortable?"

"I'm used to talking to my mom and dad. Although it was just a compliment from them because I was good at cooking," replied Sora.

"But this is not in your house. No, just follow the rules. Talking while eating is not good. It can choke later. If I stay at your house, I will respect whatever rules are there."

If it's like this, Sora's thinking is to stay at his parents' house. Because living in the Asberto residence, it is like an inmate confined in a cell.

"Well, where did you go after this? Have you been working?"

"Not yet."

"If you haven't worked, how can you support me?" exclaim that woman.

"Let your tone down. Remember, the rules in this house should not be chatting while eating!"

"Yes, yeah, I know. Sorry."

"You shouldn't ask me that question, because the marriage between us is a compulsion. So I don't have any preparation. Including work to support you," replied Dimas later.

Sora silence. It is true what the man said. But at least he should have a job. Dimas was afraid when his parents threatened to revoke his facility, apparently Dimas still enjoyed his parents' property.

"Then now you have plans to work? You don't want to be in a husband's position now. So it's appropriate that you work to support me."

Dimas glanced at Sora with a hard-to-art look. The woman was scared.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to"

"You're right," trim Dimas.

Hearing Dimas's reply, Sora had the courage to listen to the face and looked back at the man sitting next to her.

"I deserve to work. Because it is not good if you keep asking the parents. That way, I will no longer be threatened to follow their request."

Dimas pulled a piece of tissue to wipe his mouth. After that he went from there.

Sora's still there. I decided to finish the food first.

It turns out Dimas wasn't as bad as I imagined.

Sora found her husband sitting on a long sofa and appeared to be playing with a cell phone. He sat down next to the man.

"Dimas," call Sora softly.

"Hm," Dimas replied without taking his eyes off the phone screen.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Hm."

"Before you married me and until now, have you had a lover?"

Sora's question caught Dimas's attention, the man put his phone down and looked at Sora's face.

"You yourself how? Do you have a lover, too?"

Sora shook her head. "I don't have a boyfriend yet. I always wanted to marry the man I love. But all that hope I have to bury deeply since I have to marry you?"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What if one day you love me?"

Sora's face suddenly stiffened, yet he neutralized her with laughter.

"Haha ... That's not possible."

"You sure?"

"certain. I can't possibly love you. The marriage that takes place between us is a compulsion."

"Related?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Dimas brought his face closer to Sora's face and left a distance of a few millimeters.

Instantly Sora's face stiffened and pale again, the woman's breath was restrained. Dimas breath that slammed into all parts of his face feels warm and fragrant mint candy. Even to swallow Sora's saliva was so difficult.

"You sure you won't love me?"

God, why is my heart beating like this?

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