I'M The One You Hurt

I'M The One You Hurt
New Bride, Old Stock.


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"Ja-so Papa and Aunt Jasmeen are friends?" alvian exclaimed really did not expect if the world was very narrow. After hearing the father's story, Alvian was determined to make Ayara the queen of her life.


"Huem. Jasmeen was friends with Papa from when he was in high school. She's a good girl, probably just like Aya." she replied confirming.


"There used to be so many young men who wanted to make her their lover. However, Jasmeen always rejected him, because he only wanted to focus on the lessons." replied Mr. Abidzar paused before continuing the story again.


At this time one family was sitting on the sofa in Alvian's room. They were all curious about the story of Jasmeen, Ayara's biological mother.


"The result was to trick the students from the tenth grade, to the twelfth grade. Even the teachers who liked it. We finally pretended to be dating. So that no one would ever admire him again. And our plan worked." Mr. Abidzar smiled remembering how good his relationship with the mother of his son-in-law was.


"So since then, Jasmeen has only been able to study quietly. Papa used to be a very closed person to anyone and at that school. Jasmeen was Papa's only friend." his voice began to sound heavy.


"Is Papa not interested in him? Why only make a courtship like that? If his mother brother-in-law wants a lot. It means she's beautiful." now it's Deri who asks because she knows their mother won't be jealous of the dead.


"Lies if Papa says he's not interested in her. I liked him from the beginning. All because of his indifference and indifference. Though Papa was the target of women, including your mama." the middle-aged man's seductive embrace of his wife's shoulder.


Not to be angry at his confession. As long as they were married, Mr. Abidzar never hurt the woman he loved.


"Then how can Papa and Aunt Jasmeen be friends?" Alvian asked again.


"Because he rejected Papa raw. So Dad asked her to be friends. And it turns out that he wants to, because we both have no friends like the other children who moved from the same school." replied Mr. Abidzar who did not know what he was feeling right now.


"And finally Papa is good friends with him?" ms. Lili is like her two sons. Both wanted to know about Mr. Abidzar's friendship and his dead besi.


"Huem's right! That love eventually turned into affection like Papa loved Anis. You see, he used to take Papa to Grandpa's old house, to study together."


"That means Aunt and Grandma know Aunt Jasmeen?" be it her mother and sister, Alvian kept asking.


"Yes, they're good. Even Aunt Anis was very familiar with him. Sometimes your aunt asks him to come home. Jasmeen was a cheerful person unlike Aya, who looked rather reserved" the father of two said guessing.


He and Ayara have only known each other for a few days. So only about what the character of the son-in-law is like.


"Yes a cheerful person too, Pa. It's just that he became like that when he was at Wilson's residence, having no friends. Except for the house assistants." obviously the young man who just became a husband last night.


But not the virgin already from four years ago, more or less. Along with the loss of the sanctity of Ayara, because they both just did it together.


"Huem, it's possible that he could be quiet because of his surroundings. But she doesn't look like her mother. Only her body size is exactly the same. Both are small and tall. When I saw her at the Flower Shop, Papa also remembered Jasmeen. However, Papa thinks it's only because Papa hasn't heard from him yet."


"Since when have Papa and Jasmeen been friends no more? Why doesn't Papa know he's dead?" asked Lady Lili who was leaning on her husband's body.


The middle-aged woman did not feel jealous. Instead, he was more and more eager to hear his son-in-law getting bad treatment from his own exit.


"Since Papa graduated from school, because he continued studying abroad. He plans to go to college here. Because Jasmeen wasn't from a rich family." he replied because he had indeed come to the house of Jasmeen who was an orphan from the orphanage and was adopted by a married couple who were also not rich.


"That's what amazed Papa and loved him from the first moment he met. Jasmeen doesn't matre like other girls. He has a very good personality. Maybe that's why God took it first." the heavy breathing again sounded because actually if a woman. So Mr. Abidzar was crying because he did not think that the person he had been looking for had died.


"But Aunt Jasmeen died in a car accident, Pa. Ayara said her mother was slow to help. That's why I aspire to become a doctor. To be able to help people who do not have a family title on their last name. The Wilson family never recognized her mother as a daughter-in-law. So the hospital does not know that Aunt Jasmeen is the wife of Mr. Edward." sidelines Alvian the same still think about his wife Ayara.


"That's what Papa will reply. If the Wilson family doesn't accept it. Why did Edward follow him was bad for his own wife. If Papa knew Jasmeen would marry such a man. Then Papa will prevent it."


"So Papa knows if he's getting married?" sahut Madam Lili.


"Yes, Papa knows if she's a married child, because she contacted Papa for the first and last time and it turned out to be my last day talking to him. That's when we were married for about two months. Since then Papa never knew anything about it again, because at that time we were still living abroad." Mr. Abidzar recalls a fragment of the past decades ago.


"If he dies when our son-in-law is only two years old, it means we're moving here. Alvin and Aya are the same age, so it's only natural that Papa can't find them until now." Madam Lili made her own conclusion.


"Yes, it looks like it is. Huh!" Mr. Abidzar breathed a rough breath. "Easy! Why do we even reminisce at the wrong time" he said as he stood up from his seat.


Not to forget he also extended his hand to help the wife stand up as well.


"Agh.. but Deri still wants to hear the story of the friendship of Papa and his mother-in-law." lamented Deri was forced to stand up from his seat as well.


"It's time for your brother to meet his wife. So next time, we continue again." he replied while looking at the luxurious clock on his wrist.


"Alvin, let's get out! It's time for you and Aya to meet. Today you will be newlyweds, but old stock."so Mr. Abidzar smiled mocking the son and Alvian who heard him only smiled.


"You're a new delivery man, old stock. My love has not diminished one bit. I love Aya very much. After today, I will make my wife and child happy." muttered Alvian as he walked out of his room located on the top floor of the mansion.


Once downstairs, the handsome young man is given flowers by a perias in charge of making up Ayara and Alvian. The woman was a confidant of the Rafael family as well. So the news of Alvian's wedding, it's completely closed to the public.


"Later after Miss Ayara gets here. You give this flower to her, because you are officially a married couple. So there is no need to wait for her after the sacred wedding vows are over" said the woman gave directions.


Now the whole of Raphael's nuclear family had gathered in the middle of the room, the house, which had been transformed into the marriage altar of Alvian and Ayara.


"All right! I understand." replied Alvian who was actually already nervous as he went down the stairs with his sister.


While Ayara herself, currently still in her room which is on the lower floor of the house. However, because the house is very large. So to get to where Alvian was waiting for him. I have to walk about seven minutes or so.


Muttered Alvian looked at his wife who was walking again with eyes down, not daring to look at him.


Wasn't it! Ayara is not brave. It was just that he was as nervous as Alvian. Especially in such a big house, one had no family.


Miris indeed, but that is the harsh reality of the life of Ayara Febrian Jasmeen.


He came to the house only with his little daughter who is currently held by Deri. To see his father and mother again walking on the wedding altar.


"Hub! Al, is your heart okay?" noda Naufal when he saw their best friend standing in his place.


"Ck, don't ask me again! It's almost out of place" replied Alvian smiling at Ayara who was getting closer to him.



"I was finally reunited with my Aya. Why didn't he look here." the handsome young man muttered again with a pounding heart.


The closer Ayara steps towards him. Then Alvian's heart became less and less. Between being nervous and happy to be able to live with the girl he loves and already being the mother of his little daughter as well.



"My feet are getting heavier. I'm so nervous. This was the first time I walked with people looking at me. Good Lord! Please don't faint now."


It was not just Alvian who was nervous. But Aya felt the same way.


You see, Mr. Abidzar is his father-in-law. Just drive up the red carpet. After that she would walk herself towards her handsome husband who was already standing gallantly. While holding a flower.


Once Ayara stayed another meter to receive a helping hand from her husband. The boisterous sounds of applause and cheers from Alvian's companions filled the mansion.


"Well, now Young Master Alvian please take young Miss Ayara walking towards the guarantee" said the MC.


Alvian, one of the ALV members they know. Today he is the husband of a girl whose status is kept secret by Rafael's family.


However, obviously the woman is very beautiful and still young. Anyone if Vania does not call Aya by the name of mama. Then will not know that the woman already has a child who is almost three years old.


"Hey, smile! Why do you look so tense" whispered Alvian as she clasped his wife's hand tightly.


"A-I'm gu-gugup once," Aya replied limitedly and also whispered.


Fortunately, he was no longer alone because Alvian was with him. Otherwise, then Aya had already fainted from not being able to contain her nervousness.


"I'm just like you. I'm so nervous!" according to MC. The young man led his wife's hand to the temple.



"There I am, so calm down!" alvian said as they had just sat in their lapel.


"Huem, yes! Alvin. I'm so happy." Aya tightened their hands.


"I-i-"


"It's okay! You have suffered a lot because of me. So from now on, you just have to cry because you're happy." because the MC and the rest of the family are busy taking care of the next event.


The couple had time to talk together.


"Alvin, i---"


"Shuit! No cry. There's a Via looking at us from there. If she knew her mother was cheating. Then our daughter will be sad." between the handsome young man put his fingers on the lips ranum his wife.


So that the sound of temptation from under the pelaminan began to sound crowded.


"Alvin, can't you wait for the night. Look, we're all still here" Alvian's brother shouted.


But what they are saying now is only a form of temptation.


"Al, wait for the show to finish. Later Via let us take care of him," teased the four friends Alvian and Ayara.


"Alvin, stay away! Now we are the center of their attention." whispered Aya began to feel shame. You see, he understands where their best friend and other family talk is going.


"Why should I be ashamed, now that we are legally married and it is up to me to do anything with the woman I love" replied Alvian who deliberately wanted to tease his wife.


"Yes, I'm already your wife. But that doesn't mean we can make out in front of a crowd like this."


"If so can we make out when we get to the room, to do the first night? Okay fine! If so I have no problem holding back until the show is over and we go back to the room" Alvian smiled and his hands clasped his wife's waist.


"God! Alvin," Ayara exclaimed in shame. Although they used to have sex with husband and wife. But for now, he feels that way again.


"I right?" alvian smiled and said. "Yes, tonight we're going back to the apartment, because Mama's already set up the place for our first night. But it's just the two of us, because Vania will stay here with the others."


"W-what!" Ayara immediately threw away the direction of her eyes.


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