Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Damara's Reason

Even he could lose his job, living on an island that is not too big is very difficult to find jobs for the community, including himself.

While Damara became the backbone of his family, because his mother's old body could no longer work hard to finance their needs.

Damara doesn't want her sister to have to take time off in the last semester just because there's no charge.

Damara could have wandered out of the island, have a considerable income. But she cannot leave her mother alone, Damara loves her mother who has taken care of her and given birth to Damara.

According to him, filial and happy mother is the most valuable thing, can not be exchanged for money.

“Woi, Dam!” Icha pat Damara on the shoulder.

Damara jumped in shock, because he realized from his daydream. “I go home first yes, Cha,” Damara said in a hurry to leave Icha.

“Why the hell, it's a kid?” muttered Icha looking at Damara's back that was moving away from her.

Arriving in front of his house, Damara smiled at his mother, who was sweeping dry leaves in his yard. “Mother,” call Damara soft.

A middle-aged woman called Damara turned her head and smiled at the arrival of her son. “Home home? Come in yuk, I have prepared your favorite food.”

Damara followed her mother's steps into the house, the house was not large. After passing through the living room Damara faced with the family room that is side by side with the dining table. 

On the dining table there is Damara's favorite food, grilled fish. Damara spent her lunch in silence, while the mother kept quiet to see how greedy Damara was to eat her favorite grilled fish.

Damara poured water into a glass, then drank it. He looked at the face of the mother with a turbulent heart.

“With whom?”

Damara bit her lower lip small before answering her mother's speech, “Jerricco.”

“He who, mother never heard that name. Do you love her?”

Damara just nodded her head, she could not lie any further to her mother. Although nodding his head alone had included lying and all this time he had always avoided it.

Damara tried to smile when her hands were held by her mother, “Married it is not a matter of playfulness, I know who you are. Mother allows if you marry because you love each other, I will let you marry me, after all, you are twenty-eight years old. Mom wants to hold a grandchild soon.”

Damara's tears came down to hear the mother's words, she poured into the arms of the woman who was precious to her. The woman he loved so much and Damara loved, “Thank you, ma'am,” Damara said between tears that descended so profusely soaked her cheeks.

While in the most luxurious residence in Indonesia, a Jerricco looked relaxed at his desk. An expanding smile was clearly visible on his lips as he watched the monitor screen which displayed the face of the woman who had managed to steal his attention, after a long time he was in the pool of his past finally there was a little interest in his heart when he saw women.

Then Jerricco noticed a photo stored on the table, showing a woman's face that looked sweet with clothes that were dirty because of the color paint.

“Mira, in this heart there will always be a place for you. Although there will be women accompanying my days, but if the time comes I will definitely come back to you, Jerricco's inner” by stroking the picture frame of the face of a woman named Mira.

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visual Mira