My Husband is Not the Father of My Son
Reagan Lorencius Havelaar

Keisha hates his dirty body, he sees the man who already wears his body go to the bathroom. Keisha's hand grabbed the paper bag he was carrying and took out the contents. He was very upset to see his clothes in there.

With great difficulty Keisha got up to stand up, her lower part was in great pain. The man held Keisha for almost two hours. Keisha wears clothes in a paper bag that he carries. His feet stepped on the clothes strewn on the floor.

Keisha wiped away her tears that had come down just like that, she walked very slowly out of the room.

Keisha got into the elevator and pressed the top button. It seemed like the people inside the elevator were not interested in seeing Keisha's appearance with messy hair as well as the part of the neck that was almost full of red patches. It's common for a paid woman to walk out of this hotel. Some rich men order women.

Some people got off on some floors, now just Keisha himself in the elevator. The elevator door opens on the top floor. The floor is empty, it seems to only be used for warehouses. Keisha's feet were walking when she saw the door slightly open.

Keisha opened the door, and the wind immediately welcomed his arrival. Keisha walked to the end of the building. He went up to the building barrier, the view down. He was eager to plunge down to end his life, but he did not want to live only in the content of suffering. There is hope in Keisha for happiness in the future. Even though everything is gone now, there will be no man who wants to be with himself who is dirty. “Aaaaaaaa,” shouted Keisha. Her tears just came out of her eyes with a tightness in her chest.

Keisha was shocked as his body was pulled backwards by someone. “Aaaw,” screeches Keisha as her body hits the floor.

“Can you wake up miss.”

Keisha was surprised when he heard the voice of a man, he immediately got up and looked at the man who was now standing before him. “Whose you?”

“I Bert, personal assistant Mr. Areliano.”

Keisha couldn't have heard wrong, but he didn't see this man with Areliano at the meeting. “I have no business with mr Areliano.”

“I asked Mr. Arsya to pick you up to Mr. Areliano's apartment.”

Keisha's face looked confused, he did not understand the meaning of Bert's words. “What am I going to Mr Areliano's apartment for? I told you, I have no business. Because I'm no longer a Reinata.” employee

“Do you not know, if the lady has been bought to be the bride of Mr Areliano?”

Keisha eyes are breaking. “What to buy? No human trafficking, don't make it up!”

Bert pulls the file out of his bag, then gives it to Keisha.

Keisha received the file. On the first page it says a letter of purchase agreement. Keisha read it carefully there saying his father became the first party and Mr. Arsya as the buying party. “What the fuck I don't accept,” said Keisha.

“This agreement has been approved by Miss's father, now the lady officially belongs to Mr. Arsya. And Mr. Arsya has the right to do anything against Miss, including making Miss as the bride of Mr. Areliano.”

Keisha took her phone and contacted her father. “What do you mean, why sell me? I'm not an item, I'm Dad's son!”

[Whispering! You should have thanked me. If it wasn't for me, you'd just be a poor, pathetic woman. You should thank me, because I'm now you're gonna live a good life]

“So worthless I was, until dad could sell me?” Ask Keisha.

[Indeed, you're worthless! Only a lump of meat makes my life shit.]

Keisha's hands clenched tightly, he hung up his phone. There was no hope for him to live, now he had no future to choose the life he wanted. Keisha was about to jump off the roof of the building.

Bert acts quickly by hitting Keisha's back, leaving the woman's body loose and Bert immediately carries Keisha's body to Areliano's apartment.

While in the room where Keisha lost her chastity, a man came out of the bathroom in his full outfit. Not finding his hired girl he came out of the room.

His personal bodyguard bowed respectfully as he passed his Master, Reagan Lorencius Havelaar. “Where is the woman?”

“She's gone Sir,” Reagan's bodyguard replied.

***

Areliano was in his apartment, he was sipping a cup of tea in his study. In front of him the monitor appeared to be on.

The sound of knocking from the door of his room made Areliano clap, he was working but there were people who wanted to disturb his pleasure. “Log in!”

“Urus him, I don't want to be bothered for very unimportant things. Don't bother me!”

“Good Mr.” Bert went out of Areliano's room. Areliano is back to focusing on his work.

Bert went back to Keisha's room. He sat on the sofa in the room, he pulled out an iPad. He had to rearrange Areliano's schedule, to empty it on his old wedding day.

It's been half an hour, and Bert's work is done. But Keisha was not aware either. Bert wants to go home and rest. He approached Keisha's body, his hand taking a glass of water beside the bed.

Byurs! The water from the glass in Bert's hand poured down onto Keisha's face.

Keisha's hand rubbed her wet face. He opened his eyes and gave Bert a flat face. “What are you doing?”

“Build Miss,” Responsible Bert. He reissued the agreement signed by Keisha's father.

“Please read carefully Miss!”

Keisha got up and read the contents of the agreement. The first party had sold a daughter named Keisha Karenza, and had no right to interfere in her life.

The second Keisha Karenza has been officially expelled from the Barman family and officially became an orphan. “Tega once they treat me like an item,” Inner Keisha.

The third starting today Keisha Karenza officially belongs to Mr. Arsya. If the first party violates then it must return the money of five trillion. “What?” peekit Keisha's.

“Some don't understand?”

Keisha shook his head. He was only surprised by the money he would have to pay five trillion if he wanted to be free from Mr. Arsya. Gathering hundreds of years it seems he can not afford, especially now he is only an unemployed. “When is my wedding and Areliano held?”

“Three more days, and tomorrow miss should prepare to try on a wedding dress.”

Seems like Keisha's hope has been dashed, he can't get out of this fate. He can only give up his life that has been arranged by others.

“Nona do not think to run away, because Mr. Arsya will never give pardon.”

Keisha could have escaped, but he was well aware of the influence of BA Group in the country. Even if he ran away it seemed like he would just become a vagabond and get caught again. Aware of her who now doesn't even have a penny because Keisha was dishonorably fired by Reinata. Do not ask for his ATM balance even at the end of the month like this he only has a dime only, because his salary runs out to support the family and pay the credit card bills used by his mother.

Bert picked up the paper bag from the top of the nightstand. “This is the new phone miss, and the old phone miss I have given to Mr. Arsya.”

Keisha was not interested in this. “Save it!”

Bert saved the phone. “Then excuse me,” Bert said. He came out of Keisha's room.

After Bert's departure there was nothing Keisha could do. He was now like a dazed man who did not know what to do.

Even to grieve his unfortunate fate is no longer of any use. No one cares about him. “God you have taken my most precious treasure, even now I have to marry a man just because my father could sell me. Can't you give me a little happiness, I'm tired of living a miserable life constantly like this, Keisha's inner”. He wiped his tears, took a lot of breath to relieve the tightness in his chest.

Keisha got up from his seat. Keisha's hand opened the curtains in her room. The view of the city from the room looks beautiful. Keisha sat on the floor hugging her knees very tightly, enjoying the sparkle of her hometown.

For an hour he sat on the floor until his legs tingled, even his stomach felt hungry. Keisha remembered that he only had a little dinner.

Keisha walked out of the room, as soon as the door opened his eyes immediately in the open kitchen which was fused with the dining room. He took a step closer to the refrigerator and opened it.

Keisha took a pack of bread along with a bottle of milk. He brought his food to the dining table.

Keisha opened the bread and began to enjoy it. Bread with cheese and chocolate toppings tasted very different from the bread he used to eat. It seemed like the price of the bread he ate was quite expensive. Moreover, a CEO of BA Group is unlikely to eat cheap bread.

“Why did you eat my food?”