Shackles Desire of Stepchildren
Third Man

When the beautiful ring had been tied to Meera's ring finger, the priest had already formalized their status as a married couple.

Then continued by the recitation of the blessing prayer, to the two newly-official brides.

The priest invited Hans to open the hood that Meera had used. Finally, a beautiful face appeared that he had never seen.

The beautiful and sweet face that Hans was looking at right now, as if it was not Meera's face. But the face of an angel who just came down from heaven.

"Well, lucky Mr. Hans got his stepmother. It turned out that her stepmother was much younger than him, it was fitting that she would marry his stepmother than any other single woman."

"Well, this is a rare occurrence. But, if you look around they both fit. One is beautiful, the other is handsome."

"Beauty does not guarantee her heart is beautiful, who knows. Her stepmother wanted to marry Mr. Hans, because she was afraid of living in poverty. Her husband is dead, who knows if he caused it!"

"Well, fucked. If he's the cause, then what's the fate of Mr Hans in the future? Will Mr Hans be the next victim?"

"Certainly, then the next victim was Mr. Hans' younger brother, Mr. Bram. After everything died, then the stepmother was satisfied and also happy when enjoying their property haha ...."

"Hey, that's over. It's Mr. Hans' happy day, so don't let you all mess it up. Remember, if his stepmother is willing to enjoy all the possessions of Mr. Hans's family. He's probably already a famous celebrity."

"But in fact she remains an ordinary woman, right? So for all of you, who don't know who Mrs Meera really is. I hope you don't speak out before your names are registered at the police station for defamation!"

All the invitations were friendly to each other, some of whom supported their relationship. There are also some who want to bring Meera down.

However, it was Hans who had expected all of that to happen. So he had prepared some bodyguards to condition, so that their event ran smoothly without interruption.

Before long some of the bodyguards, immediately dragged out some people who had become promoters in the event.

The atmosphere of the building is getting tighter, until finally it is back to stable. People who are compassionate support their efforts, cheer full of happiness.

"Come, kiss. Kiss, kiss!"

"Let's dong Mr. Hans, don't make your wife wait any longer!"

"If Mr. Hans does not want to, there are still many who want to represent him. Haha ...."

Cheers for the sake of cheers were thrown, managed to make the faces of the two brides who had just officially, had been made to blush withstanding shame. Just like a tomato that has matured.

Hans tried to neutralize his increasingly irregular breathing. Then slowly he began to bring his face closer a little slanted.

"You don't have to worry, I won't touch you. Leave it like this for the next few minutes, so that they all think that we're kissing*man." whispered Hans.

Meera could only be silent following what her husband said, not that Meera would not want to be touched.

It's just that he's not ready, because the wedding is not based on love. But an event that requires them to unite, without being able to reject it.

After about 3 minutes, Hans finally returned to his starting position along with the sound of clapping and screaming full of happiness.

When they finished, they all flocked to congratulate their marriage while shaking hands.

Almost 3 hours, finally the invited guests have begun to stretch. So that Hans and Meera could sit for a while, what else did Meera feel was not strong. If you have to stand for hours.

What's more, at this time his legs are really too tight and sore. Because she stood up while wearing a very heavy wedding dress, plus high heels shoes are quite high.

Hans asks the waiter to bring him a drink and a snack, so Meera can fill her stomach. What's more from this morning till noon they haven't filled her stomach.

As Meera was enjoying all her food and drinks, Hans slowly started to open his voice.

"Did Bram tell you?" hans asked, unintentionally making Meera choke.

Quickly Hans immediately gave a drink, in order to reduce the choking in his throat.

"Sorry!" said Hans.

"That's okay, really. Just if it's Bram's problem, I don't know where he is. Ever since that incident he has never told me or spoken." Meera replied, trying to smile.

"Ma-sorry, ka-because of me. Hu-ungan yama--"

"Have forgotten it, maybe Bram and I are not a match. This is my destiny, because God hates me so much. It could be that God just wants to give me pain, without wanting to recognize me with happiness."

Meera smiled, re-enjoying her snack. Because at this time Meera does not want to take a headache, he thinks this is already a hand line about his life.

Hans saw Meera as very resigned to fate, making him feel even more guilty. Thanks to him, Meera and Bram's relationship ran aground in the middle of the road.

Hans felt like he was the third person to be the source of the mala pataka, the happiness part of a couple who just wanted to continue their relationship for a more serious stage.

...***Connected***...