
“I don't want to, Dad!” said a girl who stood up from her seat, look disappointed look on the three people in front of her.
Her name was Anaya Anderson, a nineteen-year-old girl who had just entered a famous university in the city. He had to swallow a bitter pill when he heard the request of the two who asked him to replace the married brother.
How not to be disappointed, his dream of becoming a doctor was dashed already. Her older sister prefers to focus on modeling instead of marrying a man she doesn't love at all.
“You must want Nay, for my sake,” Amara tightly grasped the girl's hand. He began to bring out his mainstay style, which pretended to be sad to attract the attention of his sister.
Because, if she receives this stupid matchmaking, it is certain that her career in the world of modeling will be destroyed. Plus she is one of the models who just rose.
“Why should I Brother? I also want to pursue my ideals as a doctor!” anaya said softly, her eyes glazed over the tears she had endured since then.
Vania and Mario could only shut up and let out a long sigh, staring alternately at his two daughters. They could do nothing but agree to Amara's request.
The matchmaking was actually arranged when they were little before her grandfather died. Due to a debt of gratitude in the past, they were forced to accept this matchmaking and sacrifice one of his daughters.
“Naya still wants to go to college and pursue Naya's dream, Dad. Naya promises after Naya succeeds later, Naya will repay all your services because it has been financing Naya,”, said Anaya kneeling before Vania and Mario. Hope they want to cancel this match.
But the two shook slowly. Making the girl look down limp mused at her bad fate.
“You're getting married, not going to the Naya battlefield!” sarcasm of Vania stared intently at Anaya. “After all, your sister is clearly working as a model, whereas you? It is still unclear where to go after college! Just wasting money!” resounding.
Anaya was silent at hearing Vania's words that so pierced her heart. His chest felt tight, the tears that he had been holding back had finally begun to fall soaked his cheeks.
Unlike Amara, the girl smiled with relief. Since then Vania has continued to defend him without corrupting him in the least. Eventually it wasn't him who was going to get married and become the husband of an Abian Alfredo, a lame man whose rumors had a cold and cruel attitude. Except Anaya, her sister.
“Your wedding will be done in one week, so I hope you do not run away and make our family ashamed,” said Mario. Then he moved on to contact someone. Intended to inform the Alfredo family that one of his daughters was willing to marry Abian.
“You are too much, why take such a careless decision without asking for my approval?!” anaya said with her hands clenched tightly, then moved on and left.
“Naya where are you going these nights?!” mario shouted trying to prevent his daughter for fear that Naya would act recklessly.
“That daughter will never run away anywhere, Dad! Where is he going without money?” sahut Vania, glancing at Mario at a glance. He immediately approached Amara, giving a tissue to the sad girl.
“What if Naya rejects it, Mom? I don't want to marry the cripple,” said Amara, complaining to his mother.
Vania rubbed her daughter's head while whispering softly. “Look down, Naya will still be married to Abian. And you can freely pursue your ideals as a model. But remember don't forget Mom when you succeed later.”
Amara nodded happily at Vania's words.
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Anaya is currently on the edge of the lake which is located quite far from his home. He always goes there when his mood is bad.
This place is usually crowded with visitors. But because the weather is less friendly, so it looks lonely. It just so happened to rain too.
Anaya did not care at all about it, instead leaning against one of the walls and looking up at the sky. He closed his eyes tightly, without realizing it the clear details dripped back from both corners of his eyes but were not seen along with the rain falling on his cheeks.
The girl pondered. I don't know what his mistakes were in the past, until fate never sided with him.
Vania and Mario have always pampered Amara. Even until now, the two of them had always ignored Anaya. As if he had never existed.
Even he had thought, maybe it was better if he had never been born into the world. Because all this time there was no place for him to lean and also complain.
“I hate your destiny! I hate!” Anaya shouted and continued to say the same sentence over and over again. No matter if her body is soaked now. He just wanted to express his frustration and heart.
Not far from where he was standing, he saw someone sitting in a wheelchair. The man with resolute jaws and sharp eyes, glanced at him and then relished the sound of the increasingly heavy rain.
“Master, we'd better go home. You've been here for almost an hour. I don't want your cold allergy to relapse again.”
Abian just kept quiet and nodded. Since he was in a wheelchair, he was often sickly. It feels really sickening.
Only, Abian could not see clearly his face because of the position of Anaya who was behind him.
Theo reflex turned his head but saw no one there.
“Which girl do you mean Sir? There's no one there. Or maybe you're wrong see.” replied Theo. Convince Abian that she is not the girl mentioned by him.
“Any. I saw it and the girl was very familiar in my eyes,” muttered Abian but only in heart. “Then we return now. But don't tell them that I just came here,” Abian ordered with a flat and cold facial expression.
“Sure Mr.” Theo took Abian away from there, headed to the car and was followed by some of his men who accompanied them with umbrellas.
A gebrugh!
Just as Abian was about to enter, there was the sound of someone crashing into the back of the car.
“Aw!” the girl screamed in pain. He fell along with the bike he was riding. But a moment later he realized that he had hit a car.
Theo turned around to check what sound he had just heard. His eyes immediately dodged when he saw the right side of the car scuffed.
“Nona, what are you doing? You accidentally bumped yourself ‘kan?!” hardik Theo on the girl who kept her head down since earlier.
Anaya shook her head, “I really did not accidentally Sir. Though earlier there was no this thing here how now-”
“Quite Miss! You have to indemnify and do not try to run away from responsibility!” cut Theo.
However, a moment later Theo immediately turned his head when he heard Abien calling his name and told him to ignore the girl.
“Don't waste my precious time serving a poor boy like him,” ketus Abian without staring at Anaya in the slightest.
“A-what did you say? Poor boy?!” Anaya who could not accept Abian's words, immediately ruffled her waist and stared intently at the man behind the black glass.
“Theo!”
“Good, Mr.” Theo immediately obeyed Abian's orders.
“Remember, our business is not finished Miss brat.” Theo grinned thinly and closed the door of his car, leaving Anaya still gaping with her innocent face.
“Boy phone? As long as you know, I am nineteen years less than a day!” yelled Anaya did not accept.
The byurr!
His car driven by Abien's men drove just like that, passing through a puddle of water holes right on Anaya's face.
“Yak! Can you drive huh?!” annoyed screams. “Be careful if I meet them again.” Anaya confirmed the position of his bike and passed from there.
On the other hand, Abian had been staring out the window with a smile that continued to expand from the corner of his lips. I don't know what the man is thinking right now.
“Are you happy tonight, Mister?” ask Theo.
“Do you still remember the girl we met at the amusement park last night, Theo?” instead of answering questions from Theo, Abian asked him back.
Of course Theo immediately shook his head because that night he did not see the girl's face clearly at all. Because the night is getting late.
“What is your relationship with the girl, Mr?”
“She was the girl who managed to wake me up,” Abian said.
“What? You even met him for the first time. How can-”
“Yes, but it's the truth, stupid!” cut Abian. Trying to recall the face of the girl who had managed to arouse his passion.
Seriate...