
"Damn it! Handsome boy!" swearing Sarah while rubbing her forehead stamped on the door. He was lazy to face the haughty man again, but Papa William's voice calling his son forced him to knock on the door.
"You what?" asked William coldly. The door to the room he left only opened a little gap.
"We're called your father downstairs."
"You go down first." William was about to close the door, but Sarah quickly held back with her hand.
"I want to get changed, my bag is in your room." Sarah pointed at the red cloth bag that was lying in the corner of the room. William followed Sarah's index finger, then without further ado he closed the door again.
"Truly there are people!" Sarah growled in annoyance as she held out her fists. Before long the door of the room opened again with the door open a little, William threw Sarah's bag out.
"The bottom floor is a bathroom, just change there," William said before slamming the door in front of Sarah's nose.
Not wanting to be evicted on her first day for making a fuss, Sarah chose obedience and went down to the first floor.
"Where's your husband? Haven't you changed your clothes yet?" papa William's Reprimand.
"I changed clothes in the lower bathroom, the room is still used the same William," Sarah said with a smile. Papa William glanced at the tightly closed door of his son's room, then shook his head.
"Hurry up, William let it be my business. Kanaya, call your sister." Papa William glanced at his youngest child leaning on his shoulder.
"Aishhh! Why do I have to?"
"So Papa should call your brother?" Papa William stood up from his seat.
"Yes, I called." Kanaya immediately stood up before the threat of her Papa actually happened. There was a commotion upstairs, before long the sound of galloping footsteps racing down the stairs.
"Have kids, still love to play games." As soon as he reported the results of his surveillance in William's room, his nosy youngest brother immediately hid behind his Papa's back.
"The baby is not my son!" william cried with glaring eyes.
"You sit down." Papa ignored the quarrel of his two children. His gaze was fixed on the woman standing behind William, "You too!" papa shouted to his son.
"You go in the room" he told his youngest daughter. The girl was about to protest, but stopped when her Papa's eyeballs were immediately enlarged before she could open her mouth.
After making sure Kanaya was already inside the room, Papa took a deep breath before saying something.
"Now you are married and officially a couple," said Papa slowly, "Listen to Papa first!" papa spurts when his son grunts at the beginning of his sentence.
"Papa knows this is too soon and it may sound unfair to you, Willi. Papa hasn't had time to figure out what really happened, but has already taken a unilateral decision." Sarah squeezed the sofa cushion in her lap when she found out that her father-in-law was actually intending to investigate.
"But because of the threat sent yesterday, Papa must make a decision immediately." Papa Willi looked at the change in the face of his daughter-in-law who was down.
"Papa just wants to tell you, be an adult because after all this marriage is legal so don't mess around."
'Not legal, Om. My papa is alive, it should be Papa who married me, Sarah's inner self. Now she must play beautiful to keep her body holy, during this fake marriage.
"One more. Papa asked Willi for help, in public especially our office and colleagues, your status is a married man with one child. If anyone asks, you were married a year ago abroad. Remember that!"
"Pa, I have Brenda" William sighed.
"If you feel like you have a boyfriend, why do you have children from other women?" Papa's voice rose again until William did not dare to refute it. He only glanced sharply at the woman beside him.
William tightened his jaw. He just kept quiet and held back the emotions that were ready to explode from this afternoon. He then stood up and left Sarah before he vented his anger on the woman.
The new hour hand shows at nine o'clock at night, but the atmosphere of the house has begun to be quiet. Everyone was busy in their room. It should be a fancy wedding night with the family, but this house feels more like an atmosphere of grief.
"Then what should I do?" Sarah was about to go up to the second floor, but had just stepped on the first rung of stairs she had retreated back. Suddenly she felt a longing for Belle, the baby who had been with her for several days. With a sense of awkwardness, he ventured to knock on the door of his in-laws room.
Her mother-in-law opened the door, "What's up ... Uh, sorry what was your name?"
Sarah smiled, there was not half a day he became a son-in-law, but his name had been forgotten by his in-laws. Maybe even the man who married her had forgotten what her name was.
"Sarah, Auntie."
"Oh yeah, Sarah what's up? You're not sleeping?"
"I'm going to get Belle."
"You pick it up, like anywhere else." Mama Willi chuckled amusedly, "Belle is asleep, later if lifted even fussy. Tonight let him sleep here."
Sarah looked into the room, the plump baby comfortably sleeping on the big bed. While his father-in-law must be willing to relocate in a smaller bed.
"Eh, she's not breastfeeding?" Mama William's eyes were directed to his chest.
"No-no already." His chest was stared at in such a way, Sarah's hand spontaneously closing her chest.
"Yes, you rest. Tonight let Mama take care of it." Mama William moved his hand as if to throw him out and close the door.
He should be grateful to get a good mother-in-law willing to take care of a baby who is not necessarily his grandson, but it could be a difficult thing if the time for them to separate arrived.
"Why should he sleep here?" Papa William grumbled staring in envy at the slumbering baby in his cot.
"It's okay, let William and his wife enjoy their first night more" said Mama William as she peeked at Belle's cheek.
"Heh, what was the first night that they had a baby."
"Am sure this is William's son?" Papa William looked at his wife, he was quietly waiting for the next sentence.
His wife looks innocent, but has a high sensitivity. To be honest, he doubted that his eldest son had made it this far, but William's evidence and silence made him have to act immediately before the news of the bird reached the ears of his company's shareholders.
"William was pale white and her hair was brown like Mba Dea, her biological mother. If this Belle hair curls black and her skin white clean," said Mama William while observing the innocent face of Belle who slept.
"Don't look like William means look like Sarah" Papa William said.
Mama William frowned with narrowed eyes, "Not really," he said after thinking for a moment and then lay down his body on Belle's side and immediately closed his eyes.
"What do you mean? ... Hey, Babe ... Leaaa ...." Not getting an answer, Papa William clucked in annoyance. His wife often makes him dizzy with words that require him to rotate the brain.
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