Little Wife
CHAPTER 4

Lora was silent as she thought about how much her life would suffer compared to her twin sister, Nora Q or Nora Queenera. He lived so miserably, abused as a teenager, beaten, humiliated, scolded, shunned by schoolmates because he was too poor to be poor, even now he had even been married to a person whose name alone could not be remembered despite having heard it several times.

Lora clenched her hands tighter as she again recalled the pictures of Nora on social media showing a beautiful face with a happy smile like she had no burden of life, as well as abundant happiness. Wh why? Even though they are twin brothers, why not look for them when they have returned to this country? Has he been forgotten? Is he considered non-existent, and would it be better if there were no traces at all?

Nora, why do you live so happily, you even become an artist. Then me? Why am I like this? Why am I suffering so much?

Lora looked at the wounds on her body, especially on the legs and head that were very painful and painful to do anything seemed uncomfortable.

" Don't put on a sad pretentious face, soon my father will come, the man who was married to you will soon meet you. Hows it? You must be happy, right? Oh, or is it so sad to fail to marry my father? " Said Hanzel who had been in the doorway for some time and looked at Lora with a mocking look.

Lora, the girl could only clench her hands even stronger to the point of shaking, when it was not her fault, nor was it her business, why should she be insulted? Why did he have to ask that again, and again? And of course it was not his fault because he also did not know about this situation.

" Get out, I'll get ready. "

Not answering Hanzel's words, Lora slowly got up from her seat, then walked out without a sound. His limped legs did not even he ignore in order to avoid Hanzel. While Hanzel himself, the man instead shook his head with a mocking smile as if accusing what Lora was currently doing was just acting alone. Do not ask why Hanzel did not find out about Lora, because Hanzel felt Lora was not important even though her status was her legal wife.

Arriving outside the room, Lora is now slowly heading to the kitchen because she feels thirsty. Fortunately there was Ita, and made it not need to go to the refrigerator because Ita had already granted it to him.

" Non Lora, just sit down? don't move much and the wound opens again. " Ita said while helping Lora to walk towards the sofa not far from there.

" Sit here, let me get you some bread and milk first who Non Lora has energy for. " She said and immediately walked into the kitchen to pick up what she had to offer earlier.

" This, Non Lora. " Say Ita while putting bread and a glass of milk on the table right in front of Lora.

" thank you. "

Actually Lora did not really understand the current situation, but one thing she wanted to do was, run as far as possible, then look for Nora and her father in the city.

" Janzel! Bastard, where are you?! "

Lora rose from her sitting position, shocked by the arrival of two unknown men. One young man, another a man who may be older than his own father, the old man wears after black navi suits, glasses, and also uses a cane as a road-strengthening.

The man briefly looked towards Lora, then after frowning for a while he walked up to Lora who was now looking down not daring to look into the old man's eyes.

" yes. " Lora said withstanding the sense of pressure, even her entire body was trembling for no definite reason.

The old man smiled, he walked closer and closer, even Lora who had not dared to stare did not realize the man's hand had reached his cheek, and rubbed it gently.

" Beautiful too, what a shame that bratty kid even makes a tantrum by cornering you from me, but you take it easy baby, I'll take care of everything and make you my wife. "

Lora raised her gaze as if she disappeared the fear and pressure she had felt earlier. What the fuck?! Why does that guy make no sense? But as soon as Lora recalled the words of her adoptive parents, now she began to understand a little of her circumstances. It turned out that this old man was originally going to marry her, but because his son was throwing a tantrum, so his son replaced to marry her.

" Beautiful girl, take good care of your body huh? I don't want to be disappointed on our first night. "

Plaque!

Lora brushed off the old man's hand that she should have deserved more to call Father-in-law. Crazy one! It's crazy and crazy! He was newly married by his son, even savagely he said animals he was also forced to have sex with him, then now his in-laws will make him a wife, and have discussed the first night? Lora clenched her hands tightly, her eyes staring sharply to redden.

Is it for you that I am a toy that can be used when you like, then in money when you are bored? Is it in your eyes that I have no self-esteem at all, Father, and also the child wants to take turns using one woman? Why are you like dogs?!

" why? You're mad that I didn't come on our wedding day? Sorry pretty girl, when there was a sudden problem with my company, I was forced to cancel plans to marry you, but unfortunately Hanzel took the opportunity instead. Don't be mad anymore, I'll get you out of Hanzel soon, and you can stay good to be my wife huh? " Push the man.

" You jerks! " Lora said with an angry look, so angry that she cried.

" Well, too, are you listening to your chat? " Hanzel smiled as if she had just witnessed a comedy scene while walking towards Lora and her father were.

" You son of a bitch! You don't have a brain, do you?! Already know she's my future wife, how dare you seize her! " It was almost a stick held by his father Hanzel drifting into Hanzel's head, but fortunately he was so swift that he was spared safely.

" Dad, your two wives are always fighting and making a headache all the time, still want to add one more? Anyway I've been wearing it, do you want to wear used goods used by me? " Hanzel smiled with mocking intent of course.

You jerks! I'll pay it back someday. Inner Lora.

" You son of a bitch! You're dickhead! "

Seriate.