Married A Blind Heir
Chapter 2 The wedding day

“It's not enough that you leave me and mommy for your bitch wife, huh? Now you too will take Dedrik from me?!” ervin shouted at Alfredo at the end of the line.

“There's a Roland who will help you there, Ervin. Now that I need Dedrik to take care of the company here,” replied Alfredo in a weak-sounding voice.

“This is Mother's company. I would not allow Roland to master it. Or maybe you really want to take Mother's company from me?” Ervin clenched his hands tightly with a face that turned crimson due to the emotions that ruled his body.

“Not so, Ervin. Roland is also your sister, she sincerely wants to help you.”

“Bulshit! Papah was too blind to be fooled by that jal*ng and his son who only wanted our treasure! ”

“Ervin! Watch your talk!”

“Aakh!” Ervin slammed his phone in any direction, he was fed up with the attitude of Alfredo who always defended Letisya and Roland. Alfredo was blinded by Letisya's love and could no longer see her other intentions.

“Master!” Dedrik's voice from behind the door made Ervin distract him.

“I'll be in to help you choose a dress for the afternoon event later, Mr.” Dedrik's voice was heard again.

“Hem.” Ervin just muttered in response, then walked towards the bed and sat by his side.

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Early in the morning, several cars were parked in front of the orphanage, all of them were people in charge of preparing Laras for the wedding that will be held at noon.

Since the arrival of Mr. Dedrik two days ago, Bu Sri has indeed told Laras to stay in the orphanage while thinking about the decision he will take.

Laras fell silent while staring at his reflection in the mirror. So beautiful and graceful with the white modern kebaya she wears and the typical bridal makeup. Not too thick, but fitting on his face that already looks sweet.

I don't know if this is a right or wrong decision. All this I did was to return the favor for what they gave me. I don't know what I'm going to face in the future? I can only hope everything goes smoothly, Inner Laras with a huffed look.

For some reason, since last night his heart felt very upset? He couldn't calm down even if it was just for a second. His heart was pounding even faster than usual.

Be married? He had never even thought about it. However, this was now what he had to face. She even had to marry a man she had never met.

The sound of the door opening made Laras instantly avert his gaze, he stared at the middle-aged woman who had just walked into his room. The shady smile of the woman who had taken care of him and replaced the position of the parents for him, was even able to make Laras almost shed tears.

One of the reasons Laras accepted this marriage was Bu Sri. That afternoon, after he met Mr. Dedrik, Bu Sri told about his agreement with Madam Davina who asked Laras to be betrothed to his only child. If you agree then Madame Davina will be a permanent donor of the orphanage.

At first Bu Sri thought it was all just a joke, until suddenly Dedrik came and collected his promise. Bu Sri felt surprised because for many years they never asked the quiet Laras again. On that night, Bu Sri apologized to Laras, because he was a barrier for Laras to reach his goals. She was even like a mother who sold her foster children for the peace of her orphanage.

Hearing all that, Laras was surprised and was disappointed in Bu Sri. That night, Laras could not even sleep at all, due to the anger that plagued his heart and mind. However, gradually he also understood that maybe this was all the destiny he had to accept, as well as an opportunity to return the favor to Bu Sri who had cared for and guided him lovingly, also in the family of Madam Davina who has given life and ease for her in education, until now she can become a scholar with very satisfying values.

“You are very beautiful, Ras, Mom to pangling,”, said Bu Sri while walking to Laras with a gaze full of admiration, although tucked a wound in his heart when he had to see Laras married a person he did not know.

Of all the children she raised, many of them left because they were adopted as children, then just disappeared. However, Laras does not, he continues to refuse adoption on the grounds of wanting to wait for the arrival of his biological parents and is afraid that one day his parents will find him here, they will have trouble because he has been adopted.

“Thank you for all this time, Mom. Mother I have considered like my own parents,” said Laras with a face that looks sad. Seeing the tears flowing down Bu Sri's face, made her also unable to resist crying.

“Sorry mom, yes, Baras. Because of mother, you are forced to marry now,” sad Bu Sri while hugging Laras body.

“Sorry barrel too yes, Mom. A lot of ngerepotin Mother. Doain Laras in order to accept all this sincerely yes, Mom,” replied Laras who was carried away by the atmosphere.

Both of them had been in the same position for a while, until suddenly Bu Sri remembered about the makeup Laras that would fall apart if she let it continue in this condition. The middle-aged woman finally released her embrace on Laras' body, then wiped away Laras' tears very carefully.

“It looks like mom got too carried away because this time mother is not taking the mother's child who will go adopted by her new family, but now mom has to let go of you to build a new family with someone, but now mom has to let go of you to build a new family with someone,” said Ms. Sri with a small ruckus accompanying her words.

Laras smiled when he heard Bu Sri's words, he seemed to bow his head in shame, if he had to remember himself who was married today.

A knock at the door broke the affectionate atmosphere between Bu Sri and Laras, both of whom seemed to turn their attention to the entrance that was starting to open, he said, then it displays the professional staff who have been guarding the parlour since to ensure the preparations made by Laras here.

“The car that will take Miss Laras to the wedding place has come, let's leave now,” said the sturdy man with short hair.

“Good, Sir. This Laras is also finished,” replied Bu Sri with a friendly smile.

“Come, Son, now is the time for you to go to your future husband,”, said Bu Sri as she reached out her hand to help Laras wake up.

Laras nodded, he held onto Bu Sri's arm and continued so until they finally reached the front of the parlour. Laras fell silent, as soon as he made it through the entrance of the parlour and was now on the porch of the sizable building.

His eyes blinked a few times with his head hanging out, looking at what was in front of him at this moment. Three luxurious cars lined up nicely in front of him with many extremely neat black-clothed men scattered everywhere.

“Please come in, Miss,” said a man who had called her into the room while opening the car door for her.

“T—thank you, sir,” answered the barrel while staring at Bu Sri who looked very prepared to release him.

Laras finally got into the car with ushered in by other orphanage children who exclaimed happy because today so many luxury cars are coming to their home.

Baras closed his eyes while taking a deep breath, he then exhaled slowly with a hope in his heart, if his life after this would be better than before.

One who has not been able to understand from the decision of the rich family to make him a son-in-law even though he himself is an orphan who is not comparable to the wealth of their family. There was a bit of anxiety in him when he remembered the bad things that might have happened after he married the man from the rich family.

“Hopefully, all my prejudices did not come true,” muttered Laras quietly. He then waved as the car slowly started moving away from the home where he lived and grew. The witness lived on her journey from the age of seven, until she finally left at this time.

However, just a few meters away the motorcade drove from the parlor, suddenly a young man seemed to catch up with him on a motorcycle and shouted. “Laras! Stop!”

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