Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Qiandra...

"I'm done changing her clothes" said Aunt Yum. His arrival broke the reverie of Marchel who was leaning on that sturdy pillar.

"Thank you, Auntie. Auntie can rest now. I'll take care of Sheila."

"Well .. but Marchel, please don't upset Sheila. She was just a plain girl. He's still very young. Aunty believes she must have had a reason to come home at night and be in such a mess" said Aunt Yum.

Marchel clasped the hand of the woman he had considered to be his own mother. Shake with his head. However, his heart was still filled with question marks.

"Pity of the boy. He has no one else in the world but you. Don't ignore it." Aunt Yum dropped a drop of her tears. Remembering the poor girl Marchel brought home as a wife, but was neglected.

"I'm trying, Auntie! I'm sorry."

Aunt Yum nodded slowly, she rubbed the face of the boy she grew up with affection. "One day you can definitely open your heart to Sheila. You just need a little time."

Afterwards, Aunt Yum stepped away, leaving Marchel still in front of his wife's room.

A moment later, he re-entered Sheila's room. The man approached and sat on the lip of the bed. Staring fixedly at the plain face of Sheila who still closed her eyes. Wearing the top of the head of the wife gently.

I'm sorry Sheila, I know I'm not being fair to you. I'm ignoring you because I haven't forgotten your brother. I can't accept all this yet. I will keep trying to accept you as my wife, inner Marchel.

Marchel did not move a bit from Sheila's room. Until finally, the girl's eyelids twitched, like they were about to wake up. A moment later, Sheila opened her puffy eyes. His eyes caught the still faithful face of Marchel waiting for him there.

"Sister Marchel..." Sheila tried to get up from her lying position, but Marchel held her back.

"You just rest. I'll have aunt bring you dinner. You're feeling better, aren't you?" marchel asked followed by a nod of the head by Sheila.

The quiet girl still looked so afraid of being scolded by her husband.

"I'm sorry, brother! I have become your burden. No, Brother Marchel should accept responsibility for me by marrying me. I'll just go."

Marchel closed her eyes violently, Sheila's words so sliced through her heart.

"You don't like being my wife?" ask Marchel in a flat tone.

Sheila's eyelids were again filled with clear fluid. The girl really felt like she had become a burden in her husband's life.

"I just don't want to be a burden in someone else's life. I've been a burden enough on Shanum. Why, I'm just a burden to others."

"Already, Sheila... Don't think about things like that. I can't accept Shan's departure. But, I promised your brother to take care of you. That's all I can do for her."

Sheila dropped a drop of her tears. The little girl did not dare to look at the husband's face.

"Alright, rest!" marchel rubbed Sheila's head. After saying that, Marchel came out of Sheila's room along with the mother who had just arrived. Marchel closed the door and stood in the doorway.

"Have you spoken to him?" Mother asked with an unhappy face.

"Alright, Mom! Sheila was a kid. He must have had a reason to come home last night. I don't want to fuss about this anymore" Marchel said, "let Sheila rest. Mother, don't bother her" Marchel said, leaving her.

Stay mother pecked in front of the door Sheila room with restraining her anger. It was very interesting to curse the geeky girl who became his daughter-in-law. The unwanted daughter-in-law. However, Marchel's warning was still enough to make her realize that she wasn't doing something that might make her child angry.

"Someday you'll realize your mistake in marrying that geeky girl, Marchel. And I won't give up until you divorce her. He really isn't worthy of you," the middle-aged woman muttered.

Meanwhile, inside the room, Sheila continued to cry over her unfriendly fate.

"Lord, why should I experience all this. Look what Maya did to me. And in this house, my mother, who used to be nice to me, suddenly hated me so much. Why does Shanum have to go."

"What's going on, son? Tell Auntie, don't be afraid!" aunty Yum said as she grabbed Sheila's body and hugged her.

"I'm going home, Auntie. I don't want to live in this house anymore."

"Calm down, Sheila. Everything's gonna be fine. Is Marchel scolding you?" ask Aunt Yum.

Sheila replied by shaking her head. So Aunt Yum rubbed the girl's hair.

"All right, now tell auntie, where were you? Why come home all those fucked-up nights?"

Sheila tells Auntie Yum about what happened to her at school, about Maya and her friends who locked her in a dusty warehouse until nightfall. And Rayhan came to his aid.

"Aunt will tell your husband this. Don't cry anymore, son. He just misunderstood. Marchel is not mad at you. Everything's gonna be okay."

Like a mother, Aunt Yum calmed Sheila who kept crying. After the girl calmed down, Aunt Yum fed her.

Poor this kid. Madam who used to be very good, suddenly became very hateful after marrying Marchel, I don't know what happened to the mistress, why suddenly hate Sheila. And at her school she also gets bad treatment from her friends.Inner Aunt Yum

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Meanwhile, in a tall, towering office building, a middle-aged man was sitting leaning against a chair, his firm eyes staring at the crowd of the capital from behind the window. A man who was very young came to him and broke his dream.

"Dad, it's night. Let's go home." take the man.

"A, Rey... You've come. I'm still going to check some more files" said the man named Mr. Arman. "How's Qiandra doing?"

"He's fine, Dad..."

"Good! Make sure Qiandra is always in good condition and safe. Don't let them know about his whereabouts."

"Good, Dad! I'll always keep an eye on him and make sure Qiandra's safe."

The middle-aged man sat back in his big chair, then checked some of the files on his desk.

"Rey, is Qiandra being treated well in her new family? I was so worried about him. Moreover, he was still very young. I'm afraid his new family didn't treat him well." The man loosened the tie wrapped around his neck, if he remembered a little girl named Qiandra, his chest would feel tight.

The look on the young man's face changed immediately upon hearing his father's question.

"We have no other choice but to hide the whereabouts of Qiandra. The house where he lives now, may not have promised him happiness. But, that's the safest place for Qiandra now. At least, Mr. Herdian will not be suspicious. He still thinks Qiandra died in the accident."

Mr. Arman heaved a sigh of relief at the words of his son, nodding his head.

"You're right! We have no other choice."

"In addition, Mr. Herdian often fussed over the legacy of the late Mr. Surya. Qiandra is the sole heir to the Darmawan Group. If they knew Qiandra was still alive, then they would have planned a murder on her."

"Alright, make sure to always take care of Qiandra. We still have to hide him until he's 21. If he's old enough, we can take him to his rightful place."

" that's for sure, Dad!" the answer.

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