Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Anara Princess
I looked at my reflection in front of the mirror. This thin make-up was attached to my face, the beautiful fancy dress wrapped my body beautifully. Today is my wedding day with Kak Bintang but I am not happy. This marriage was due to a matchmaking agreement between Daddy and the Star's parents.
"May you be happy, dear." Mama fixed the back of the dress I was wearing.
I turned to look at Mama and forced a smile. Actually I want to refuse but seeing the face of Mama who really wants me to get married, I can not refuse.
"Thank you, Ma" I said.
Mama rubbed my hand gently. This ayu face is still beautiful even though she is not young anymore. I still remember Papa and Mama's farewell. I'm so close to Papa I can't take them apart. But one thing that made me finally realize all these things is that Papa married again with Aunt Lucia who is now still behind bars.
"Come, honey," take Mama.
I nodded and followed Mama who held my hand.
On the red carpet, my footsteps were wide. I hugged Naro's arm to lead me to the altar where there was a future husband and priest who would officiate my marriage today.
"Are you nervous?" whispered Naro.
I nodded, who wouldn't be nervous on their own wedding day. Although I don't want to marry young but what can I do if Daddy and Mama.
I pinched my sister's waist with a gem. Being seduced like that made me misbehave.
Naro gave my hand to the man. His face was flat expressionless and cold as if untouchable. I admit he was really handsome like the incarnation of a Greek god. I can't see what my future holds with this guy. Will it end happily or will it hurt each other.
"Please make each other holy promises" said the pastor.
We both faced each other. May I be honest if this man is truly handsome, I can even say the most handsome and charming man I have ever seen on the surface of the earth. Hard and firm jaws, pliable eyelashes, a pointed nose and thick eyebrows and a taper chin make him more handsome than usual.
“I Bintang Langit Angkasa accepts you Anara Putri to be my wife and faithful always in both joy and sorrow, in hard and happy, in sick and healthy. I will love and take care of you with all my heart and soul promised before God, amen," he said calmly and casually. It's different from me being nervous not playing.
“I Anara Putri receive you Sky Star to be my husband and faithful always in both joy and sorrow, in hard and happy, in sick and healthy. I will love and take care of you with all my heart and soul, promised before God, amen" I said.
The event was lavish with thousands of invited guests.
"Congratulations, dear." My mom hugged me with a smile.
"Thank you, Ma." I returned Mama's embrace.
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After the show was over Mas Bintang took me to the house he had just bought as our wedding gift.
I was amazed to see a luxurious house with a third floor standing on 1 square hectare. Around it there is a garden and fish pond that seems to be deliberately made as an outside interior.
"That's your room." He pointed towards a room not far from you.
"Lho, not ki_"
"We don't love each other and I don't want a room" he said coldly.
Instantly my mouth shut. Can he be honest with his feelings? Why does it hurt so much, is it because he's my husband?
"I don't forbid you to do anything and be with anyone. So did I" she explained, which made me realize at once that this marriage would never find a happy ending.
"Yes, Mum." I looked down with fingers squeezing each other.
"And one more." She's staring. "Don't tell anyone if we split the room. I don't want to, my composure is disturbed because of untrue gossip."
After saying so he sauntered away leaving me in confusion. Why is my cheek hot? Be ill. I can't explain how I feel right now. The night I thought of as the history of love journey in marriage but this is what I got.
I walked into the room designated by Mas Bintang. This house does not have a single assistant.
I went inside, a luxurious room with beautiful interior decoration. But why does my heart feel empty and empty despite sleeping in a luxurious room like a five-star hotel.
I sat on the lip of the bed, contemplating the fate of my marriage, which was unlike anyone else. I don't know what it's going to be like after this. I heard from Naro that Mas Bintang has a lover who is currently still in a relationship with him. As for me, all this time never close to anyone and busy expanding the cafe business for the future.
"Papa," Iid.
Mama said that if I miss Papa's figure, just put your hands on your chest because the heart that I now use is Papa's. I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling Papa embrace me now.
Recorded 15 years ago as recorded again, I never hated Papa even though he was mama. I've forgiven all her mistakes and she's willing to sacrifice her heart to survive.
"Papa." My tears are shed again. "Nara misses, Pa. Nara wants to meet Papa and tell him all the feelings that Nara is now feeling."
If Papa were here, I would hug him and let go of all the pain and disappointment that now filled my chest. I wanted to cry as much as I could, that I was hurt. The first night that all women crave becomes a grey night that has shed a scar on my chest.
"I'm sorry Nara, Pa. Because Nara Papa has to go."
15 Years passed. Without anyone knowing that I live in regret and guilt. Because I caused Papa's death. I've made him lose his life.
This room bears witness to the mute cries that come out wetting the cheeks. Everything was like a dream that I never imagined it would lead me to a marriage of wounds that I did not want.
I wiped my tears violently while sighing a long sigh. I slowly opened the hairpin that was stuck to my head. This thin make-up makes me a little uncomfortable and sultry.
"I don't know what the fate of this marriage is, may I love Mas Bintang as expected of Mama and Daddy."