
"I accept Layla's marriage Princess Sinara bint Atmaja Bagaskara with the dowry Cash."
Validly!
Validly!
Validly!
The sentence was able to change Lala's life instantly, even she had never once seen her future husband. Until finally his name was mentioned and he was taken out of the room. Sarika helps Lala to sit next to Alexander Dimitri, with Lala's tear-down face falling just like that.
"Lala, kiss your husband's hand" said Sarika, who immediately roused Lala from her grief.
Lala slowly puffed up and saw clearly who Alexander Dimitri was, the man who was the same age as his father looked quite young. Their age was indeed far enough, but Dimitri still looked passionate and quite young.
Slowly Dimitri put the ring on Lala's ring finger, and Lala too. After that, Lala kissed Dimitri's back.
This is where Lala is now in a very luxurious house, after the Kabul hijab Dimitri directly brought Lala. Lala's tears from earlier did not stop dripping, she sat on the side of the bed with a white kebaya still attached to her body. Not long after that the door opened and a well-built, tall, muscular man walked in. Although the man still wears a shirt and a suit, his muscular arms are still visible.
Lala just silently bowed, without daring to look at the face of the man who was now standing in front of her. Slowly the man's hand held his chin, until both of Lala's beads looked at Dimitri. Those pitch-black eyes looked fragile, even glazed, a second later a clear liquid dripped from his eyes.
Dimitri smiled obliquely, he removed his hand from Lala's chin, "You don't look much like Sinara, your face is like your bastard father!" dimitri said casually.
Lala did not understand Dimitri's words, but here Lala could conclude that Dimitri was a slightly strange man.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" ask Dimitri.
Slowly Dimitri approached Lala, he looked more and more at the red lips and a second later devoured them. Lala did not refuse, she just resigned. Lala is sincere with living her household, even though this marriage is without love. But he will try to love Dimitri.
"Switches....." Lala whimpers when Dimitri's hands begin to squeeze his mound, Lala even now lies down with Dimitri's body that overlaps him.
But suddenly Dimitri woke up, he stood up and stayed away from Lala.
Lala is of course confused, why Dimitri did not finish his game. He looked at Dimitri questioningly. Even some kebaya buttons, which he wore was released because of Dimitri, with a quick movement Lala also occupied himself.
"Don't expect more" Dimitri said, "Here I make the rules, don't dream of becoming a queen" Dimitri said.
"What do you mean?" ask Lala.
Not wanting to insult Dimitri who was older than him, however they were a married couple. Lala called out to Mas, without even asking. His goal was again just as sincere in marriage, and wanted to build a happy household.
But suddenly Dimitri's face turned ghastly, even Lala to the point of goosebumps saw Dimitri advancing step by step again. Until Dimitri half crouched down and pointed his hand at Lala, without further ado Dimitri gripped Lala's chin very firmly.
Dimitri smiled slantedly, "You're Atmaja's son, and you know what? Atmaja was the one who took your mother from me" Dimitri knocked Lala down. So Lala fell on the bed, "I should be the one happily married to Sinara, but your father suddenly snatched her from me! And you must feel the hurt and humiliation your father gave you!" dimitri.
Lala was astonished, because it turned out that Dimitri had married her only to avenge her father's heartache. Fate like her was playing around with her, as this was quite a shock to Lala.
"Remember! If you want your father to keep his medical equipment in the hospital, then you have to obey me!" dimitri said again.
"Honey," suddenly the door opened, and a woman entered Lala and Dimitri's room.
Lala was quite shocked, because that person was Sarika's mother. Or her own mother, "Mother," said Lala, she got out of bed and was eager to hug Sarika. But unfortunately the unexpected happened, Sarika looks indifferent to him. The one Sarika immediately struggled spoiled at the nape of Dimitri.
"Darling, what are you doing?" ask Sarika with spoiled.
"Darling?" Lala was getting confused and wondering.
"Why?" ask Sarika. There was no more tenderness, no more smiles and affection that Sarika had shown. His face only looks so proud.
"What does this mean?" lala asked, confused.
"Dimitri is my lover, and you're just an unwanted wife here!" sarika.
"Love?" lala's tears just rolled away, so many surprises tonight. The wedding night that should be beautiful and dreamed of by many people, but instead incarnate like hell.
Dimitri smiled, and without shame he showed his affection with Sarika in front of Lala. The two make love like a newlywed couple, even the odd Sarika uses lingerie. This is really amazing. It seems like fate is joking, so Lala is just a spectator.
"What are you doing here?" snapped Sarika.
Lala was silent without a word, why could Sarika say that even though she was the legitimate wife of Dimitri.
"Mom, Lala should have asked.....What are you doing here?" asked Lala with courage.
"She's my lover, it's up to me, you live here by my rules!" dimitri said smiling obliquely. Even he answered the question Lala asked her stepmother Sarika.
"Love?" ask Lala.
"Get out of here, and enjoy the suffering that has been waiting for you all this time" Sarika said with a happy smile.
Lala now understood, because it turned out that Sarika's mother was also fair in this terrible plan. Even now Lala knows that Dimitri married her just because he wanted to repay her heartache. It's really terrible, it seems like a time bomb that has been prepared. Living happily by trying to accept each other turned out to be just a lure, he was only made a puppet by Sarika. It was hard to believe that when her father was lying weak, Sarika was proud to be with Dimitri.
Slowly Lala's body was pushed out of the room by Sarika, and she just sat in front of the door shut.******* for the sake of ******* he heard from inside there, the two humans were like he was so enjoying the night, while Lala was just crying while bowing bitterly.