Fake Wedding Pledge
CHAPTER 3 Feeling Full of Lies

"Grandma, what's wrong with Azki?" ask a man who just came to Sinta's house.

The man seemed to analyze the situation and scan the face of Fathan who was sitting next to Azkira who was fainting. "What are you doing Azkira?" said the man while threatening a blow to Fathan.

"Revan, don't be a vigilante, son!" prevent Sinta on the man who turns out to be named Revan.

Who's Revan? He is the son of Sinta's neighbor, Azkira's grandmother. Revan loved Azkira as much as his own sister. He would never shut up when he knew Azkira was bothering him.

"But, Grandma-"

"Already, Son. We don't know what's really going on yet" Sinta said pausing Revan's sentence.

"If it is proven that you have made Azki this way, just look! I won't let your life be quiet!" threaten Revan to Fathan. He looked really angry and did not accept.

"Now don't be too sure" said Fathan, grinning.

Sinta spread wind oil on the neck and temple Azkira. He also brought the scent of the oil close to the surface of Azkira's nose, in order to be inhaled and hope Azkira will quickly wake up. The old woman seemed very painstaking in taking care of the mere granddaughter of her puppet.

"Here, Grandma, give it to me." Revan took the wind oil and rubbed it on the soles of Azkira's feet while massaging it slowly.

Not long after, Azkira also woke up. Sinta and Revan immediately smiled and approached Azkira. In contrast to Fathan who blurted his lips and was indifferent. As if he never felt that he was the one who caused Azkira not to sleep all night until he fainted so.

"Grandmother, Bang Revan," cried Azkira in a soft voice.

"Azki, what's wrong with you? Who made you this way?" question Revan with a worried and furious tone.

Azkira closed his mouth and gulped his saliva. Then, he opened his eyes and set his eyes on Fathan, until the man seemed stunned. Maybe Fathan's scared or I don't know.

Seeing Azkira's eyes on Fathan, Revan and Sinta also look at him. No doubt, it makes Fathan's face more tense. Revan and Sinta stared at each other and frowned, as if looking for answers.

"Thank you for driving me home, Mr. Fathan," Azkira said unexpectedly.

"Then, excuse me" said Fathan, nodding at Sinta, and Azkira. However, he gave an unsymmetrical smile to Revan as a mockery.

"Thank you, son Fathan. You saved Azkira and drove him home" Sinta said as she drove Fathan to the door.

"Shall I destroy all this?" inner Fathan. He felt full of lies at that time.

"It's okay, Grandma. May Azkira get better soon." Finally, only the word was broken from Fathan's mouth to answer his alleged heroic action against Azkira, which actually never existed.

The man then went off his wheel, leaving the Azkira residence. In a troubled mind, Fathan wondered. "Why didn't he say the truth? Does he feel sorry for me? Or is he afraid he'll be dismissed from his job if he tells the truth?" gerundal Fathan continues to focus on driving.

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Fathan arrived at his spacious and magnificent home. Just as he stepped in, he was already greeted by a question that strafed him. Truly, it was very aggravating Fathan's mood at that time.

"Fathan, how's your relationship with Ellena? When are you getting married? I don't want to wait any longer. If Ellena can't accept her marriage with you anytime soon, you better find another girl who can be married immediately!" Antoni toilet. Yeah, he's Fathan's real father.

"Dad, can you please not discuss this topic? I feel tired," timpal Fathan said in a lazy tone. He rushed straight to his room.

"Fatan! I gave you three more days to secure your marriage to Ellena. If you can't afford it, then you should marry the girl of your choice!" shouted Antoni with anger that cowered at him.

"Aaaarrrghhh! Why does my life have to be so demanding?" fathan growled while smashing his fist.

Fathan threw his body on the bed while closing his eyes, permeating all the unpleasant things he felt. "Mom, if only I hadn't gone that fast. Fathan's life won't be this thick, Mom. Dad always forced his will on Fathan."

Fathan's eyes condensed lamenting his fate. He missed the figure of the Mother who died seven years ago. The yearning was even more intense as he faced the surreal things he was experiencing right now.

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