Forced to marry her
9.Moving house

"Sister." he called flabbergasted not to suspect that the one he married was a handsome prince who had been his idol.

Raffa just stared with a triumphant smile.

They have legitimately become husband and wife.

Diandra still did not believe the incident just now. A thousand questions flashed through his brain.

Anger, disappointment and happiness were still mixed in his heart.

His murderous gaze was shown to her husband whom he had just married.

They sat on a pure white chair decorated with hundreds of fresh flowers surrounding the decoration where they became Queen and King a day.

A smile of happiness flashed on Raffa's handsome face back then.

Diandra still remained with his sour and flat face.

Confused and in disbelief yet he tried to smile even though only as thin as a tissue.

There was Father and Susana sitting far away there looking at Diandra with her sadistic gaze.

His face was so cynical that he did not like to see Diandra with Raffa the rich man.

According to the father only susana who deserves to sit with prince Raffa not the bastard girl.

The event has finished all the guests leave the courtyard of the beautiful house which has now become a witness to the story of their marriage.

Diandra stepped towards the room on Raffa's tail then.

Diandra kept her mouth shut not wanting to open it her face was still a wry flat expressionless.

Raffa sat on the bed after changing his clothes.

Diandra was still in the bathroom.

looking at his face in front of the mirror.

"Diandra, you're a lucky girl to marry your prince but will your life be as lucky as today, I don't know if only God knows." she said cynically.

Diandra came out still with her unusual gaze.

Throwing his body rough on the edge of Raffa who had been lying topless.

Diandra closed half her eyes and slept behind Raffa.

Raffa tilted his body towards his wife's back.

Close her sex lips to Diandra's ears.

"Darling, are you angry?"she softly hugged him from behind.

Degs..

Diandra's heart is pumped faster.

His mind and heart were flogging.

his eyes were round widened hearing Raffa's words just now.

"Why are you hugging me." Diandra asked back and brushed off Raffa's rough hands.

Raffa turned Diandra's body slowly, now she lay on her back and her legs pierced Diandra's feet.

Diandra's face reddened her eyes to look at Raffa was confused as to how.

"I'm sorry, I had to." said Raffa softly.

"what, do it what he will do now" asked Diandra inwardly.

Closing his eyes tightly holding his blanket firmly afraid that Raffa would properly do what was rightfully his.

"I married you without asking for your consent. I can't bear to see you suffer because of your Father and Brother's treatment ." Added .

Diandra's heart felt relieved to hear Raffa's words just now. What he thought if Raffa was going to ask for his rights tonight also turned out to be his mind was wrong.

Opening his eyes and removing his blanket from his grasp slowly.

He stared at Raffa's face just inches away from him. His breath was very felt on his smooth face.

"Why did you marry me this way?" Ask lirih.

Raffa just kept quiet in his smile.

"It's night go to sleep." Raffa said while kissing his wife's forehead slowly. Circling his hand over his wife's navel.

Diandra's heart still feels dag dig dug not because he feels unusual things that he has never done before.

Diandra fell asleep in Raffa's arms even though her heart was still awkward at the time.

Raffa wakes up too early and wakes his wife.

Diandra felt shocked by Raffa's soft voice that felt warm in her ears.

"Honey, wake up!" call Raffa to wake his wife.

Diandra nodded obediently and went to fetch some ablution water.

Selesei prayed Raffa's prayer told Diandra to pack up because she intended to invite Diandra to move to Raffa's house.

The house was to Raffa a hell of a very deep and not knowing how deep it was.

Not wanting her brother-in-law and father-in-law to interfere with their future lives, that is the purpose of Raffa marrying Diandra wants to open a new page in life later.

"Sister, why do we have to move on why you forced me and didn't ask me first." Ask Diandra a little sensi.

Diandra returned her gaze with a cold flat face like an ice block.

"You are my wife, you must obey my words. You don't have to worry because I won't hurt you, now pack your things." Raffa assured his wife.

Hugging and rubbing her hair slowly but Diandra brushed off the embrace

Raffa rough.

"Sister, what you want from me, you marry me arrives now you're asking me to move on what happened to you." Ask Diandra who still does not believe if the person she admires can separate herself from her family.

"I'm pretty soft on you, I don't want to be rude to you. Come with me or I'll punish you." Reply Raffa cynically.

Diandra was silent and lowered his head in fear that Raffa would beat him up. He obediently feared the threat of Raffa.

Raffa smiled cunningly feeling himself winning.

Diandra and Raffa walked out towards the dining room.

In the dining room there is already Susana and Dad who sits with his face shallow. They do not accept his defeat.

Raffa shifts the chair for his wife

and sit down for himself. They were silent without a word.

"Sorry Mom, today I intend to bring Diandra to live in my house." It liquefies the atmosphere.

"yes son, the wife should have to live with her husband." Laela's mother hugged her daughter.

"Honey, you have become a wife serve your husband well, follow the word he said do not be reckless anymore." He softly rubbed Diandra's cheeks gently.

"Yes Ma'am, I will serve him like a mother serves me." replied Diandra pressed the word like mother serves father. Diandra glanced sharply at her father's flat face.

Father was offended by Diandra's words just now but he did not dare to dwell on seeing his daughter-in-law sitting looking at him sharply.

Diandra hugged her mother tightly unable to bear the tears her eyes dripped down. This farewell he did not expect, but what might be the force may be the test of Him.

"Mom, I must miss you, I'm sorry if I haven't been able to make you happy." Said Diandra who was welcomed crying haru by his mother.

"Go, son, if you miss coming whenever you want." replied Laela's mother as she wiped her daughter's tears.

Diandra and Raffa say goodbye and then leave the tiny house that Diandra occupied for a dozen years with his family.

Diandra saw his mother who was still standing guard against him from the side view of the car.

Raffa just glanced slowly not wanting to bother him.

During the trip there was no mouth open only the sound of sobs Diandra's cry was heard clearly.

Raffa cars are glued seamlessly in the courtyard of a luxury house with a white building and a sturdy pole towering there is a fairly spacious garden in front of the house .

Raffa opened the car door for his wife while extending his hand. Diandra grabbed her husband's hand with her face still red. He looked around the house in amazement if he would spend the rest of his life in such a luxurious and big house.

Raffa held his wife's hand gently and invited her in.

The two maids had welcomed their arrival with happy faces.

greet and bow your head as a salute of respect.

Diandra and Raffa replied.

Raffa held his wife's hand up the stairs into a large and spacious room.

"Rest." His orders were gentle and left a sweet peck on Diandra's forehead.

Diandra sat on the soft sofa edge of the window looking at every corner of the room.

"Sister?" Call slowly.

"Yes." Yeah." Raffa approached his wife looking at him gently.

"No, it's not." Diandra is interesting again he said.

"What's wrong?" Raffa held both Diandra's cheeks.

Looking at her soft eyes, her lips smiled sweetly.

A sweet kiss floated on his wife's sexy lips.

Diandra just silently obediently did not reject her.

"you're so beautiful and kind, you deserve all of this ." Raffa says warm and seductive .

Diandra's face turned red.

"Tomorrow we'll pay a visit to my parents' house."

Deg

Diandra's heart was like electrocuted, tense and shocked by Raffa's words.

" What, a visit to my parents' house." Said Diandra repeating the word Raffa.

"Yes, I'll introduce you to my family."

"Is anyone there?"Diandra started to panic and get confused.

"There's Papa, Mama and my two sisters, what's wrong?" Raffa knows that Diandra is not ready to meet them but he does not want to delay the opportunity either.

"No, there's nothing just to ask." replied Diandra nervously.

He really did not think this would happen to him, his mind did not calm down afraid if his family did not accept him as he was, because he was just a poor girl who was lucky to marry a rich prince.

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