Forced to marry my brother's widow
Part 3

Every day, the Sultan always paid more attention to Dinda, even though she did not touch him. But the Sultan treated Dinda like a Queen.

The affection and attention given by her husband, made Dinda start to save the sense of comfort and began to be able to accept if the sultan was her husband.

"Wake up in the morning." The Sultan gently woke Dinda while peeping her forehead. Slowly Dinda began to open her eyes and the first one she saw was the face of the Sultan who was sitting next to her.

"Mas is awake. Sorry I woke up late." he said.

"Sir papa. I just want to be the first person I see when I open my eyes, so I have to get up early and wake you up." The answer made Dinda even more dear.

Dinda rushed off the bed and immediately went to the bathroom, she felt embarrassed at the sight of her husband when his face was still scratched and rushed to take a shower. While the Sultan was still sitting on the edge of the bed while reading his favorite book.

After Dinda came out of the bathroom, Dinda still saw the Sultan reading a book, but Dinda did not really care she thought maybe it was her habit. Dinda sat at the dresser to comb her long hair. The Sultan suddenly hugged him from behind and leaned his chin on Dinda's shoulder who was still staring in the mirror.

"Mas don't do that, I'm uncomfortable" said Dinda, shaking her shoulder so that the Sultan would no longer lean on her chin.

"No, I just want to hug my wife when not to." replied Sultan san hugged Dinda tighter, finally Dinda just resigned to get a hug from her husband.

After being satisfied to hug, the Sultan took a comb that had been held by Dinda and berlahan began to comb his wife's long hair.

"From now on I will comb your hair every day. Make a little makeup for me, I've prepared makeup for you. I just want you to dress up for me so I can remember you all the time and always remember if I have a really beautiful wife.

The Sultan asked gently, as if he could sedate Dinda to say yes without any refusal.

"Yes, I'll learn to dress up. Now can you step aside first, I'm uncomfortable if the mas lean like this continues."

"All right, I'm gonna sit on the balcony. When you're done make me juice." Pinta Sultan and immediately set foot to the balcony leaving Dinda who was still sitting to decorate herself.

"yes" answered Dinda

After finishing the grooming, Dinda immediately went to the kitchen to make avocado juice which is usually asked by the Sultan, and after finishing making juice. Dinda took her to the balcony where the Sultan was relaxing.

"This is the juice I made" said Dinda, putting a glass of juice on the table.

"Eeemmm, come here dear sit beside me." call Sultan, while patting the bench where he sat, Dinda came over and sat beside him.

The Sultan immediately put his head in Dinda's lap, while looking at Dinda's beautiful face.

"Dear tell me, what kind of man do you really want to be your husband?" Sultan asked while rubbing Dinda's cheek and the question of the Sultan made Dinda confused, because the one who asked was her own husband and was afraid that she would be angry.

"I-I wish, a handsome, kind, mature man can look after and protect me and of course who loves me with all my shortcomings." replied Dinda.

"I will be as you want me to be" said Sultan and Dinda could only smile

"Don't do it, I just want you to be who you are and be able to love me with all my shortcomings is enough."

"All right, I promise you."

"Well, why aren't you working?" ask Dinda curious.

"I work from home only, for office problems I've handed over to my confidants. The company will be entirely yours if I die."

"Ah, this mas talking what, mas will still be healthy and can still take care of the company, how to say ngawur."

The Sultan sat down and held Dinda's hands, "promise me, you will accompany me until the end of my life. I promise I'll be the best man for you." A

Dinda could only nod at the words the Sultan said, always asking Dinda to promise.

After a long conversation, the Sultan was willing to go for a while to a place.

"Dinda, I'm leaving for a while huh, you stay home and welcome me when you're back."

"There's business for a minute, you don't need to know, as soon as I'm gonna be back. The Sultan rubbed Dinda's hair and kissed her forehead before leaving.

After the Sultan left, Dinda went down and looked at the house so quiet.

"What is Din?" mahendra asked from behind, making Dinda gasp and immediately turned her body to look at her papa.

"Well, I'm just looking around, because it's too quiet, I don't think anyone's home." Answer Dinda.

"Ohhh, come along, papa wants to show you something." Mahendra invited him to one of the rooms that are always closed and rarely open. Mahendra invited Dinda in and immediately Dinda circulated her gaze, seeing so much stuff stored in the room.

"This used to be the Sultan's room, and now this Sultan's room is used for storage of Sultan's memories that still want to be stored." Mahendra. Dinda's proposal was fixed on a large photo.

"That's the Sultan and the King, they're twins and that's Prince Sultan's sister."

"Where are they now, pa?" ask Dinda.

"The prince is studying in Japan

and the king followed his mother in America. We parted because my wife chose another man and chose to separate and take the King away and leave the Sultan and the young Prince." Mahendra.

"Dinda, papa really hopes you can love the Sultan, only you can be his encouragement," asked Mahendra and Dinda could only nod.

Mahendra also let Dinda alone, who still want to look at the memory items stored by the Sultan who is still in the room.

Dinda went around and looked through a lot of photos of Morgan and his family. Some photos show the difference between the Sultan then and now. It used to look dashing and athletic is also very handsome, in contrast to the Sultan of her husband who now looks thin, and pale.

"Why did the Sultan keep all his pictures here?" Dinda took one of her pictures to save before leaving the room.

Shortly afterwards the Sultan came and at his request Dinda rushed to welcome him.

"Home home already." Sapa Dinda immediately kissed the back of her hand and she kissed Dinda's forehead.

"What did you hide that gave me?" sultan asked when he saw one of Dinda's hands hidden in the back. Dinda hesitantly shows what she is hiding and gives the photo to the Sultan

"Sorry mas.I just want to save it."Said Dinda explained, but the Sultan just smiled and gave her back to Dinda.

"Keep if you want, all mine is yours." Dinda immediately took back the photo from the Sultan's hand.

"Sorry, my dad showed it to me.

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"Yes, no papa."

The Sultan also invited Dinda back to the room that had been visited with his father-in-law. The Sultan showed Dinda some photos for her to see.

"Mas, why would you keep all these photos here?" ask Dinda who has not yet got the answer.

"No papa dear, I just want to erase all the past and keep it here to be a memory." Obviously Sultan.

"Papa said that mas has a twin brother, did mas have met the twin mas after adulthood?" dinda asked but the Sultan shook his head.

"No I never met him after mom took the King away. But the prince had already met her and said she was very similar to me.

"Ohhhhh so yeah."

"Here you go, let's get out of here. I'm gonna take a break, I'm so tired." Invite Sultan out and Dinda followed him behind.

...To Be Continued & _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________...