Marriage of Debt Relay
*Chapter 1

A simple wedding reception is over. A pair of human children who had just become a married couple, now silent with their own minds.

Don't expect that they're thinking about their first night now. Marriage is not a marriage based on love. Except, on the basis of force. In fact, they had never known each other before.

Manohara Adinda. The beautiful girl with long straight black hair actually had a very bright future. He's the best graduate of accounting management in a big city. He had a high dream. Want to become a famous career woman in a big city where she studied before.

But unfortunately, dreams and ideals are only limited to hopes that he may never be able to realize. Because now, he had to marry the son next door neighbor because of the debt his father had.

The man who is famous for being often gossiped by mothers in his village. Not famous for the advantages, but rather, because of the ugliness of the man alone. He is rumored to be an acute playboy who likes to play with women's feelings. I like changing partners easily.

Ilya Mulyadi. The richest children in their village. The son of a great man who from childhood always gets what he wants. Maybe, because of that factor the man became a playboy and badboy now.

His face is admittedly very handsome. It looks beautiful to the eye. Very athletic body. He was perfect enough to be recognized as a handsome guy from the city.

But now, that man was no longer perfect. He's been paralyzed for three years. He said he had an accident fighting over a woman.

Indeed, this man had a very bad name in the village. Therefore, the bad impression was immediately etched easily in Dinda's heart now.

The bad impression made Dinda very reluctant to be friendly with Ilya. He seemed to be eager to dodge Ilya. Unfortunately, it can't be done.

Because if he came out of this bridal room, there would be many negative responses that would circulate. He doesn't want to create problems for everyone. Therefore, Dinda chose to survive even though her heart felt very unwilling.

While Ilya, she was instead busy with her own matters. Ever since entering the bridal room a moment ago, she had been kept busy with her cell phone. I don't know what he's doing with the phone, which obviously, he looks so focused.

A few hours passed. The atmosphere of the room was still the same as before. Each was silent without a single word spoken from the two human children in it.

Until finally, Ilya felt tired of sitting on a wheelchair that became a substitute leg for him for the last few years. He was also seen trying to move into bed.

Initially, Ilya's efforts wanted Dinda to ignore. But, his conscience did not want that he did. Quickly, he moved from his seat on the sofa beside the room.

"May I help you?" Dinda's first words were instantly heard from the moment they first met.

That of course made Ilya instantly speechless with a fixed look at the face of the beautiful woman who was nearby now. The smell of the body was very soothing for Ilya. His raging mind, suddenly relaxed just like that.

In fact, the initial intention to reject the offer was suddenly lost. While Dinda, without the approval of Ilya, he continues to help Ilya to get up from a wheelchair and move to the mattress.

After helping Ilya, Dinda wanted to stay away straight away. But Ilya instantly stopped the intention by holding Dinda's hand quickly.

Instantly, the intention to stay away just disappeared. That hopeful look seemed to melt Dinda's heart easily.

"Speak what?"

"There's a lot I want to talk about. It's all about me and you."

"Can you sit down?" Ilya said again because at this moment, Dinda was standing up. There was no way he would invite Dinda to talk in such a position.

While Dinda offered to sit directly put on a confused face and tidka comfortable. "sitting down? Where's where?"

"here. Beside me. Because you can't sit on that couch over there. That's far enough for us to exchange chats. And it's impossible if you're sitting there, isn't it?" Ilya spoke while looking towards the floor.

Dinda who heard Ilya's words just now certainly felt very awkward. Yes, I thought quickly to avoid Ilya's request just now. Because he's feeling, really, really uncomfortable right now. Let alone sitting beside Ilya. Standing in front of Ilya just like this time alone she already felt very uncomfortable.

"Ee ... What if I just use a dresser chair? That way, we can chat well with a fairly appropriate distance."

The remark instantly made Ilya give a fixed gaze towards Dinda.

"Is sitting next to me very difficult for you? To the extent that, you had to painstakingly find another chair so as not to sit near me?"

"Ah, ma-am not that. I mean .... " In the end, Dinda gave up. "alright. I'm sitting here. Sorry, I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I just .... "

"That's it. No need to think about it anymore. I won't dispute that either. Because I know, you married me not out of your own will. Except, because of the force."

"Somehow, we've never known each other before. Never mind getting to know, just meet I thought I never had at all." Ilya spoke in a calm tone. It seemed, he was quite friendly as someone Dinda just knew.

"Oh yeah, I forgot it earlier. What do I want to call you? Mano's? Hara's? Or ... what? I don't know what your nickname is about." Again, Ilya continued to speak in a calm voice which helped to make Dinda's nervous feelings disappear a little.

"Call me by the name of Dinda. Because that's my nickname all along." Dinda spoke in a tone that still sounded quite awkward.

"Oh, Linda. Mm ... nice name. Oh yeah, I heard, you're a smart girl. You're the best graduate you've ever been to college, right?"

"I know that college. The most famous campus in the city. Being able to graduate with the best grades is the proudest thing. But baby, you should marry a disabled man like me. A paralyzed man who can't do anything but sit in a wheelchair."