Mafia And Broken Girl
The marriage in question

Gabriela sat down while sweeping her tears. He pinched his cheek many times making sure this was not a dream.

Those tears have dried up since. The fresh breeze had already changed with a puff of smoke that would make it congested.

He glanced at his lying mobile phone. No word from Mahalini. You lied to me again. He said in his heart while holding his sick heart.

His hope of getting out of this battle ring, instantly shattered. Her footsteps must step back dishonorably and marry a Marco.

No love, no likes no desires. I don't know what the purpose of this marriage is only Marco knows. It was like being in the mud of life. The more it moves, the more it will be consumed.

The contract agreement that somehow many years it really serves the path of a Gabriela. Can't say no. That's what he regretted why he wasn't meticulous when signing the letter. But what can he do? his understanding of such a matter was completely beyond his wits.

A knock on the door sounded. The girl did not look at all. He just stayed in place. Accepting the fate of his life. The life that took him either to a straight, crooked, meandering ahh or whatever.

"Please get off non, the clergy is waiting" Gabriela touched the white dress that was attached to her body. The sad tears came again. "I'll be down in a minute, sir" Gerald knew the girl was holding back a cry.

Gerald forward gives tissue. Gabriela flinched it turned out that the man had not yet come down. "It's okay if I go down in 5 minutes, right?" In any case Gabriela needs time to win her over.

It's marriage, the bond of a lifetime sacred promise. He deserves to consider but has no right to refuse. Then why do I still think if refusing just can't?

"Can we be in a minute?" It seemed like 5 minutes was still lacking to make room for him.

"It's okay non. Just smile at you" Gerald finally saw and heard the sobbing of the girl. His heart is so bitter. He remembered his younger sister who was not much different from this lady in front.

But the difference is far. Her sister enjoyed her teenage years. Sitting in High School and having many friends. There is a sense of heartlessness but nevertheless he still supports Marco's decision. Because the man was never wrong in making a decision.

You must have your own reasons for marrying a non Gabriela.

Marriage is simple. People who come are not many, can be counted on the fingers yes it means very little.

Behind the house. In the park close to the swimming pool overgrown with several small green trees already decorated with balloons. gusts of wind hit the screen of white cloth combined with light blue.

the seats are decorated with white cover shades as well but there is a blue ribbon tie behind. The concept is very simple even similar unlike a wedding.

The girl began to slowly walk towards the place where Marco was standing. There was no smile on his face. He even held back tears from falling. He knew this marriage was the door of hell for him. But once again Gabriela can what?

The wedding procession took place quickly.the point is legitimate it is nothing more. To end the wedding procession Marco landed a small kiss on his wife's forehead.

It feels strange when someone gets a kiss from the person he hates the most. The problem is that the person he hates the most is legal to be her husband.

After that, a small party took place. Those few enjoyed eating at the round table full of laughter. It was only Gabriela who did not have the slightest smile. Many times Marco warned him not to create an atmosphere full of questions. "Loose your face I don't want my friend's friends to misjudge".

But the girl didn't seem to care. Throughout the show, his face was gloomy. Not excited. No matter what, but he lost hope. He only ate to appreciate the waiter who opened the plate in front of him.

"Hi congratulations on your marriage" A beautiful young woman was holding an adorable baby boy. Come near him. "Honey hold Thiago first I want to say hello to Marco's wife" She handed the adorable baby to her husband.

"Ahh sorry my hair to mess up huh" The woman stuck out her hand then linked the left right cheek. "I'm glad that the polar ice man got married at last" The woman covered her mouth. So sweet Gabriela murmured.

"Thank you sister" Gabriela forced her smile slightly.

"If you are tired, you can rest. Usually the bride has a break break. Just like I used to be" Just like me like you. Not enjoying my marriage. And I saw a reflection of myself on you. Guess why are you?

"yes, I am tired. My body was a little carefree probably due to staying up late" Gabriela spoke in her perfunctory manner and was immediately responded by Altea. "You sick????" His hand was stuck to the girl's forehead.

"You're in yok. Yes it looks like your body has a fever" Altea gave the code to her husband. And the code was captured by Matteo.

"You rest here first yeah" Altea straightened out Gabriela's legs and then released the hills that supported her tiny white legs. "Oh my goodness, you're pale, I'll tell Marco yes"

that Gabriela got up and sat down. "Don't miss it" but altea's problem has gone out to tell her that Gabriela is sick. Finally he broke down again.

After a few minutes Marco came while opening his suit. "You sick, baby?" it was not only Gabriela who was shocked. Marco himself was surprised he called out the word dear. A soft voice, as soft as silk. Even that voice was full of panic. hihihi

"No no sir. I'm just a little tired, there's no need to call the doctor" The girl got up and stood up. He's blocking Marco from calling the doctor.

"You sure?" the sound is back with the real Marco mode. The sniffling sound full of emphasis was a very annoying threat.

The girl nodded. "It's good to rest here until you're fully fit. Because after this there's gonna be a lot you have to do because you're already my wife" the man smiled meaningfully. While Gabriela's face was getting upset.

Marco returns to the back garden leaving Gabriela still straightening both of his legs.

Fuck my life after this. My feet hurt and my aches rashed. My eyes are pitch black. I want to rest now.

In the end completely fell asleep on the sofa while straightening his legs.

While in the back garden Marco was scaled many questions by friends who were close to him. He simply replied nonchalantly while chugging on the black wine.

Not insulting or demeaning, but Marco's best friend absolutely no one believes in this marriage.The woman he had pledged was not at all the taste of a Marco. Viewed from any point of view Gabriela is very far from the typical Marco.

Petite little girl. Even impressed shabby. There's no sex at all. And there's no way Marco would like a girl like that.

Large eyeballs and also the cheek lesum may be just that. But still it doesn't make sense.

"Go home all of you. I want to spend the night with my wife" emphasized my wife's words.

Marco's close friends no longer continue the question when they see his face, although curious, but they still congratulate him before leaving Marco's residence.

After all the guests had gone home, the wedding organizer began to clean up all the rest of the party. Marco took a breath and neutralized his heartbeat.

My sweet little girl

You can sleep when our wedding party is not over.

Marco stroked the girl's cheek. Gabriela muttered a little distractedly. But it didn't stop Marco's activities. He smiled his own smile as he continued to trace that sweet cheek up to the neck.

Seriate...

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