Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Ibuuuu

Hustle and bustle in the palace after the wedding of Damara and Jerricco is done in the finish. Now Jerricco's palace is as quiet as the nights before. Jerricco's body lay on the bed looking up at the ceiling.

While Damara lay down his body with a sideways position to the left, making Jerricco's stocky arms as a cushion. Damara's right hand danced across Jerricco's chest in an irregular pattern, not knowing what kept Jerricco quiet and not even making a sound.

“My Lord.” Hearing Damara Jerricco's call looking towards Damara, “Yes dear.”

“Something's bothering you?” Damara wanted to know what kind of problem Jerricco was facing.

Jerricco kisses Damara on the forehead, “Sleep!” Jerricco turned his sleeping position sideways to face Damara, then carried his wife's body into his arms.

Seeing Jerricco's reaction refusing to answer his question, Damara preferred to be quiet and immediately went to dreamland to rest her body.

***

Damara had been living in Italy for a month with Jerricco and boredom began to cover him. He spent all day studying Italian, or occasionally wandering around Jerricco's palace.

This afternoon Damara was enjoying the atmosphere in a cafe not far from the residence Jerricco. The cafe is not too crowded, he looked at the contents of a short message sent by Galang.

This morning Galang reported that Miranda wanted to meet Damara, because there was something important she wanted to talk about.

Damara saw the woman walking towards him, he was sure it was Miranda Galang's best friend. Although this is their second meeting, Damara is sure he did not mistakenly recognize Miranda.

“Good day,” greet Miranda. He sat in front of Damara.

“Siang, what do you want to talk about?” Damara immediately spoke at his core as he only got an hour's permission to go out.

“Don't be too hasty sister, is your husband very possessive?”

Damara frowned, he was surprised to hear Miranda calling him ‘Kak’.

He notices Miranda taking an envelope out of her bag. Then their eyes locked on each other.

“What Brother does not realize that our faces are almost exactly the same,” said Miranda. He opened the envelope, “This is the birth certificate of my missing biological brother when he was a baby, and this is a photo when he was just born.”

Damara does not believe Miranda's words, he observes the birth certificate of a baby from a hospital in the country. “Do not make it up, I was born in Indonesia the son of my mother and father!” damara.

He returned the birth certificate and photos of babies with medium size. Damara knew very well his face as a baby, because Alice made a special album for him and his sister.

“If that's all you want to say, I say.” Damara moved from her seat, and then her foot stepped Miranda's voice was clearly heard in her ears.

Damara chose not to comment on Miranda's remarks, he chose to continue his steps out of the cafe.

The driver and bodyguard that Jerricco ordered to guard, swiftly opened the car door for Damara.

Damara came in and sat down with a slightly muddled heart, he pulled out his phone to contact Alice.

“Hallo Bu.”

[Yes dear]

The sura sounded very soft and full of longing. Damara unconsciously shed her tears.

“What is Rara not the biological child of mother and Papa?” Damara asked with a trembling voice holding tightness in her chest.

Damara heard a sigh from the mother, “Please tell Mom that Rara's biological daughter.”

[You are indeed the mother's son, the mother's angel. What's the matter, why did Rara ask that question?]

“So there is a woman who showed a photo of a baby exactly like Rara when she was a child and her birth certificate. She tells Rara her sister, and she can prove that what she said is true .. tell Rara that she's lying, she's lying, Mother is Rara's biological parents and mother who has run away Rara.”

[Son .. I don't know what she's saying is true or not. But you've grown up already mom should have told me the truth-]

Damara shook her head, “No Ma'am, I'm Mom's biological son.” Damara does not want anyone else who has given birth to her, because all this time she grew up with her mother and Papa until she grew up.

There was a sense of unwillingness in his heart if he was not Alice's biological child, the sacrifice of his parents was truly extraordinary. The affection of both her parents was more than enough for Damara

[You are indeed the son of Mother, the mother who raised you. But the mother can't lie to herself, Rara wasn't born from the mother's womb.]

From the sound of her mother shaking Damara knew Alice was holding back crying, before Damara had rarely heard her mother cry but this time the sobbing sound was clearly heard in her ears.

“Mother don't cry, Rara's son Mother. And Mother will forever be the Mother of Damara Makaleka, there will never be anyone who can replace the mother in the heart of Rara.” Although her heart was just as sick, Damara tried hard in front of her mother not to make Alice worry about it.