Fake Wedding Pledge
CHAPTER 1 PROLOGUE

"This marriage makes me wonder. Do I deserve and feel happiness? Why is it that every day in this story there is only an incision of hurt and pain that is incised by the cruelty of behavior and sharpness of hurtful words? All the promises ever uttered are just a false pledge."

At that time, the euphoria of welcoming the new year's night was underway. Lustrous fireworks filled the surface of the sky covered with dark clouds. The boisterous sound of trumpets sounded earthy and so noisy in the ears.

A girl named Azkira (21 years old), is working at a restaurant called Chili Sauce Resto, which is owned by a young businessman named Fathan (25 years old), a beautiful and well-established man at a very young age. However, he is also known to be haughty and never willing to tolerate mistakes of any kind. The owner of the Chili Sauce Resto will not hesitate to give punishment without thinking again.

Finally, the working time is over. However, an unexpected incident happened to Azkira, when he was about to return home. An unidentified man approached and teased Azkira who was standing waiting for an invitation from an online motorcycle driver who had been booked.

"Hi, Sweet. Who are waiting for? Let me take you home," said the stranger, who haphazardly dragged Azkira's arm until Azkira's body reached him.

"Let go!" pekik Azkira thrashed and brushed off the man's hand. However, the man did not heed Azkira and still continued to try to force her.

At the same time, someone secretly photographed the incident. In the picture he took it looks as if Azkira was making out with the Man. Even more strangely, the man who teased Azkira immediately left after several photo shots were obtained by someone else. It seems they were deliberately plotting, but for what? Enthusiast, no one knows it for now.

Not long after, the taxi Azkira ordered arrived and drove him home.

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The next day, Azkira returned to work as usual. At that time he entered on shift three which means he will work from afternoon to night. However, the girl in the stripes felt strange with the attitude of her co-workers who suddenly changed. They looked at Azkira cynically and seemed reluctant to say hello.

"What's wrong with them?" muttered Azkira while frowning his forehead.

Then, a waitress named Nina approached Azkira. "Basasas women itch," hardened Nina while plucking her lips full of ridicule. The long-haired girl only let out a rough sigh when she heard Nina's sneer.

Azkira was used to Nina's attitude, because Nina did not like him from the beginning. Nina always uttered unpleasant words, at Azkira. However, what made Azkira surprised at that time was the attitude of everyone who felt strange. Not only Nina, but everyone who worked at the normally full-heated Chilean Sauce Resto became indifferent to her.

Not long after, Dion (26 years), as the manager of the restaurant and a friend of Fathan came and called Azkira. They sat at an empty table.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dion. What's the matter, huh? Why did you call me?" cetus Azkira with a million confusion that engulfed him.

"Look, Azki," Dion said with a rough sigh.

"Why, Sir? What am I wrong?" azkira can't wait for an answer.

"Actually, I don't want to believe the news that is circulating about you on social media. But, since this concerns the good name of Chili Sauce Resto, so inevitably I call you to ask for an explanation" Dion said.

Azkira listened while trying to examine Dion's words. "What kind of explanation, sir? Just say it, sir," Azkira said in a speech that began to fear and eyes that condense.

"About these photos, Azki. It looks like you are having fun with a man. But that was not the case, but you were still wearing the Chili Sauce Resto work uniform at the time. The news is already widespread on social media and is likely to have a devastating impact on restaurants." Dion showed some photos and news that circulated on social media.

Azkira was stunned and shocked not to be confused. He did not expect that the incident he experienced last night resulted in false news and a slander that circulated widely in the public domain. Azkira's eyes could no longer contain his cries.

"I swear, Sir. I don't know that guy. He suddenly came and pulled my hand last night, while I was waiting for the online taxi I ordered. I can't possibly do such a lowly thing, sir," Azkira said, wiping away her tears.

Dion tries to prevent Fathan from calming him down, but Fathan's emotions are out of control. He continued to forcefully carry Azkira into his car perched in the restaurant parking area. Meanwhile, Azkira could only cry.

The owner of the restaurant drove his car immediately. He was driving at high speed, until Azkira looked terrified. Then, he stopped and pulled over his car after a few tens of minutes of travel.

"M-I'm sorry, Mr. Fathan. Why was I brought here?" asked Azkira with a confused mimic and a feeling of horror. The beautiful girl rolled her eyes out of the car. They were on a road that was so quiet and deserted at that time.

Fathan remained silent and ignored all Azkira's questions. A moment later, the burly hand with its long fingers firmly gripped Azkira's arm, until she grimaced in pain. His gaze grew sharper aiming at Azkira as if stripping.

"S-Sick, sir," cried Azkira as she tried to remove Fathan's grip from his arm.

"You know, the impact of your indecent actions can make the restaurant so quiet visitors and lead to other possible harms, huh?" lontar Fathan while hardening his jaw.

"You have dared to ruin the good image of my restaurant with your cheap behavior. Why don't you take off your work uniform when you want to serve the striped-nose guy who hired you?" fathan said with a growl.

Just contact, Fathan's statement made Azkira scrunched his forehead. "What does that mean, sir? I could have sworn that I really never did any of that, sir. That's obviously a slander" Azkira denied.

"Don't dodge you. See this ... there are people who sent me a message and asked me how much your rent was last night," said Fathan while showing a short message on his phone screen.

Azkira was stunned when he read the message that had a humbling tone to him. In the message also appears a portrait of himself and the same oblique news as Dion showed earlier.

"Who can slander me?" azkira Inner.

"Do you understand now? Because of you I was accused of hiring cheap women!" snapped Fathan.

Azkira closed his eyes while sighing harshly. There was pain in Azkira's chest when he heard Fathan's words. Really, he felt astonished and was not out of thought. Why would anyone do that to her? Spreading slander to invite anger from a restaurant owner where he works.

"I'm sorry, sir. But really, I didn't do everything that was alleged in the news" Azkira said.

"I don't care about your self-defense. What is clear is that you have to accept the consequences for embarrassing me and smearing the good name of the restaurant with your behavior!" fathan said as he re-applied his car.

Azkira sobbed with tears that increasingly drenching his smooth cheeks. As for Fathan, just focus on driving while occasionally glancing at Azkira with a cold gaze that felt like a dagger prick. Then, the legged girl was again surprised when she found Fathan, who took her to an inn.

The man violently dragged Azkira into a room from the inn. Then, without further ado, Fathan directly overlapped Azkira's body while removing the clothes attached to his body. The girl yelled out wriggling trying to get away from Fathan. However, his power is not how much stronger by the calma Fathan much bigger.

"Come, show me your shrewdness, cheap girl!" hardik Fathan without heeding the feelings of Azkira who was deeply hurt by his attitude.

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