My ex-Ipar Candidate
The Substitute Bride
Radha clenched, silent, her body trembling as those sharp eyes stared at her threatingly. He got closer and sat down beside him.
Beyond his expectations, he might be wrong. But, did Ardi not say that her future husband is the youngest son of Raka. Why is this man, Radha thought incessantly.
Jelita who now held tightness was only able to hold back tears, wrapped in shame that even skinned her. Strange gazes from some of Raka's co-worker's wives made Jelita try to hold the crystal clear so as not to spill.
It was never thought that Haidar would be that close, this was not his dream. Not want it, Jelita does not want a marriage without love in natural by his children, not at all.
Raka and Ardi were the same, embarrassed, even very embarrassed. A few minutes later Ardi had to shake Gian's hand and marry his daughter off to the man she should have been.
There was no smile and friendly gaze from the owner of the brown bead, at this time even his jaw was hardened withstanding a very strong anger.
Gian is still Gian, whatever he will do if it is Raka's wish. He had to sacrifice his happiness, no, rather all he would get. Confessions of the Papa and also his own happiness.
"Mas, are you sure?"
"We don't have a choice, Ta, I'm sorry."
Really, really sorry Raka. Intentions give a surprise to Haidar, but the opposite happens. He was shocked because of his youngest son.
The room is now quiet, and will soon begin. A sacred promise that should be in the future and planned long ago by some people out there. But that doesn't apply to Gian.
Being a surrogate bride, funny as it is, was never imagined to be in this position, Gian thought. For a moment he glanced at Radha through the tail of his eyes, even the child was still so small.
"Ehem, how are you ready?"
Gian momentarily took a deep breath, staring at Ardi's face with a million sorrows inside. It's okay, at least he saved the dignity of these two important people. Prihal Radha, he will take care of it later, about the feeling there will be no way for the average girl to form Radha.
Ardi with a heavy heart, but the intention must remain holy. Bismillah, he asked for the blessing of this forced thing. Not wanting the Princess to feel a victim of his selfishness, Ardi roared inwardly.
"I accepted her marriage and marriage, Radhania Cheilla Azura with the dowry paid in cash."
In one breath, Gian managed to pass the sentence. Either because of what, there was clearly no sensation in his heart, nervous and the like he did not feel. Maybe because he doesn't think marriage is worthwhile.
"CASHBABEHH"
Some days to know Gian, little by little he understood how scary the nature of the man was. Gian is too mature for her, even if seen from their posture Radha can be said as her daughter.
No kissing scenes, and or anything sweet. Staring at Gian's sharp netra, both Raka and Ardi could not speak. With Gian replacing Haidar available is more than enough, Raka thought.
Marriage is meaningless, Radha does not feel she has a husband. Gian passed away after the agreement lasted, only he and Jelita who now praise her beauty.
He is not a child, he knows exactly what Jelita is doing for him. Just entertaining, his marriage is so different from the marriage of the Papa who used to spread a smile with the Goddess.
"Mas, is Gian back?"
"Not yet, Ma, maybe there are things that he can not leave behind," said Raka gave calm. Don't want her daughter-in-law to think.
Looking at Radha's innocent face, he really felt sinful. True, said Ardi, the plan did not go well. Until their sons and daughters are victims.
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Far from the word grand reception, because Gian must have rejected it. If Raka has spent so much money for her son's wedding, Gian doesn't care. Not wanting her to perform more, accepting Radha's husband's offer was the toughest thing she had ever received.
With the massive party of the wealthy family gone, Celline smiled victoriously. Although still the envy was deep in him, Gian who was very handsome made it seem crazy, again he lost.
Two days of marriage have passed, but Gian has not returned. Jelita who loves Radha so much obviously asked Radha to stay with her.
"Darling, this is your room."
Radha looked around the room, she did not like the masculine nuance in it. Really not his type, the distinctive aroma of Gian's body here.
"Ma, can I just go to the other room? This room is too big" said Radha refused subtly, that is not the reason, he was not ready if he had to room with his supernatural husband.
"Heem, no, this is Gian's room which means yours too, dear."
Smiling crazily, his life was free as soon as it was snatched away. Even to determine the sleep where he seemed to have no rights anymore, accepting everything that happened was Radha's last choice.
Tbc