Forced to Marry My Brother's Prospective Husband
chapter 285

A few days later at Frans's residence.

This afternoon Frans was busy preparing a gift for the bride. He was helped by his kayak tidying up groceries such as clothes, bags and shoes do not forget they also bought a set of jewelry for the main handover.

"Your boss is very good to give a lot of money for marriage capital" said her brother Frans.

"Alhamdulillah, Brother. They are very good" Frans said.

"You marry this brother of your master. Obviously they give you capital, all for the happiness of your future wife," said his brother-in-law Frans.

"Mak Roses and Tuan Muda Abymana also gave marriage capital to two of my colleagues," explained Frans because he did not want his family to be prejudiced by the Rose family.

"Alhamdulillah. Good people will always be surrounded by good people" said her brother Frans.

"Hopefully the show is good. Why did you ask to buy a veil instead of your future wife not hijab?" said her sister-in-law Frans astonished.

"I want him to be hijab-wearing like a big brother. After marriage, I will slowly ask her to close her aura. It's enough to boast," explained Frans.

"Children's output dating the same person begajulan. After this your task will be more difficult because you have to guide your wife to the right path. Maybe she can't pray either" said her brother Frans.

"Don't suudzon, Mas. As bad as Muslims certainly they can pray because it's a basic lesson as a child" said his sister's wife Frans.

"They are rich. They are just busy with work while child affairs, they leave it to the maid, it is not impossible they do not know how to pray."

"Sister, don't worry. Orange can pray and can read the Quran because their families are good and also religious," explained Frans again.

Yep. After they made peace with the situation and after Bu Marisa realized her mistake, they began to draw closer to her creator and Jingga also began to pray and read the Quran as she had once done with her family. That is why Frans chose Orange to be his wife because Orange can improve himself and repent of all the mistakes and sins he had committed in the past.

"May your choice be right, Frans. If you are married, guide your wife well. Do not incriminate you in the afterlife," said her brother Frans.

"Goddessa. I will guide him as best and as best I can."

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A few days passed. After passing through the days without meeting, now finally the long-awaited time has arrived.

At the Frans family residence.

Early in the morning they were busy preparing luggage for the rest. After all the goods entered the car, they immediately departed from the house at around seven in the morning.

"Who are you, Frans?" ask brother.

"God willing," said Frans who was dashing with a white coat stelan.

"Sister is the only parent and family I have. Sorry for bothering my sister" Frans told her brother.

"Be quiet my firstborn. Quickly get in the car and we invite the beautiful girl" said her sister-in-law Frans with a smile that expands on her lips.

Frans smiled and nodded. From childhood, after his parents died Frans did live with his brother until now they have a very good and close relationship so there is no distance between sister and sister-in-law. They began to travel to the bride's house.

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The Mitha residence.

"Mas!" michelle shouted at Dirga.

"What's yelling?" ask Dirga.

"What's this, my dress doesn't fit?" michelle said as she tried to wear the dress.

"Honey. My love, this dress can't fit people the size is also small. Do not feel what now you have plump and your stomach is distended so," said Dirga while taking the dress from Michelle.

"What do I wear?" ask Michelle to be upset.

"Wear that fit, dong. Here we are looking together!" Dirga pulled Michelle's hand and brought her closer to her wardrobe.

In the main room of their house.

Bu Mitha just came out of her room using a maroon-colored kebaya, she looks beautiful and charming. Roger and Michaela were so excited to see her look that they looked at Bu Mitha with eyes that did not blink even once.

"Hey, what's wrong with you guys?" mitha asked her son and daughter-in-law.

"Mama is beautiful" said Roger.

"Don't praise my mom. Mama will not be able to fight with your fight," said Bu Mitha with a small laugh.

"Mama is beautiful" said Michaela, who was holding her baby.

"thank you. Thank you, uh by the way where are Michelle and Dirga?"

"They're still in his room" Roger said.

"What time is it. Later we miss the show," said Bu Mitha again.

"We're ready" said Dirga, who was walking side by side with Michelle toward her family.

"I'm having trouble finding a costume. My dress doesn't fit, either" Michelle explained.

"Where anyone can fit, people weigh you up how many kilos" said Michaela.

"It's only been seven pounds" Michelle said.

"Udah-ud. Seven kilograms was already a lot of it, it was natural that no one would fit her dress. Now something's right, right? Let's go now afraid he'll miss!" Bu Mitha pulled Michelle and took her out of her house.

"Oh, Mama slowly I fall," said Michelle.

"Over time." Without communicating first. Dirga holds Michelle's body in bydal style and immediately takes her to her car.

"That kid," muttered Bu Mitha while shaking her head.

"Well! It's still the old man's behavior," said Roger.

"Leave it. You're uncomfortable" said Michaela.

"I'm envious, anyway" Roger said, embracing Michaela from the side.

"Say you also want that but are ashamed of your age" said Bu Mitha.

They laughed but did not stop their steps. They get into the same car as Dirga as the driver and Michelle sits on the front bench next to Dirga while Michaela, Roger and Bu Mitha sit on the back bench. Dirga started driving to Abymana's house.

After driving for approximately twenty minutes, they arrived at the Abymana residence and it turns out the Frans family has arrived there and has finished doing the handover ceremony, now just to hold the wedding contract only. They immediately entered the house because they did not want to miss the important event.

"Is everything ready? We just start the show," said Mr. Penghulu.

"Please, sir," said her brother Frans.

"good. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim ...." The penghulu started the day by reciting a prayer first after that followed by Mr. Mahendra saying the phrase ijab.

"I marry you brother Frans Diwangga bin Manaf to my daughter Jingga Erlintang binti Mahendra with a dowry a set of prayer equipment and jewelry weighing one hundred grams paid in cash," said Mr. Mahendra while stomping his hand which was shaking Frans' hand.

"I accepted her marriage and her marriage to Jingga bint Mahendra with her dowry paid in cash." With one breath Frans answered the sentence spoken by Mr. Mahendra so smoothly.

"Where are the witnesses? Right?" ask Pengghulu sir.

"Well." Right."

"Well." Right."

"Alhamdulillah" said everyone who was there.

After the event was over, the leader went straight from there because there was still work elsewhere. Witnesses left the house because there was no interest there.

"Alhamdulillah yes, it is finally legitimate, too" said Ms. Marisa.

"Our daughter-in-law, Ma," said Mr. Mahendra.

"From the past also had a son-in-law but his son-in-law Aby," said Jingga.

"Yes, Papa knows but now it's complete. Two daughters of papa are married" said Mr. Mahendra.

"Orang. Congratulations, hopefully become a family that is sadinah mawadah warahmah," said Bu Mitha.

"Thank you, Auntie," said Jingga.

Time has continued until now the time of night has come. In that house, in Frans' usual working house, now he no longer sleeps in his pavilion but sleeps with the Orange in that luxurious room.

Orange sat on the edge of the bed and Frans was still standing while looking at the newly married woman earlier this afternoon. A faint smile etched on her lips, she was happy to now be able to marry the person she loved.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" ask Orange.

"Aren't you going to give me the rights tonight?" ask Frans.

"I resigned. Sorry," said Jingga and lowered her head.

Frans sat down next to Orange and pulled his chin so that Orange would look at his face. "Why apologize?"

"Because it's not the first thing you get. I'm ashamed of you" said Orange.

"Forget what's passed. Don't be ashamed of me, I accept you for who you are."

Orange was silent as he continued to look at Frans's face. Slowly Frans brought his face closer to the face of the orange until their noses touched each other.

"Tonight will be a beautiful night for us. Forget all the past and we start a new life" Frans said, then kissed Orange's lips at a glance.

He read the prayer before doing the activity tonight and after that he began to slowly undress the orange. There was no rejection from Orange, he just kept quiet and let Frans take his right at that time.

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