Tengil Mas Baron's
After Forced Marriage
"I accept the marriage and marriage of Delila Prayoga bint Davyn Prayoga with a dowry of 500 thousand rupiah paid in cash!"
The baron massaged his throbbing head while recalling the sacred incident that was experienced a few days ago.
LEGITIMATE!
The last word he heard after saying the cobalt hijab in the nursery of the girl impromptu without any preparation. Even wearing only a white shirt and a skullcap, Davyn Prayoga forced him to take responsibility.
But unfortunately the accountability he wants is not like this.
Forced marriage!
"Lo daydream, Bar! noh the car asked to be dielus. Intar if the gunanya came, tuh belom work completed lo also keder,"
The sleeveless man's breath was heard again, he did not reply to the words of his colleague. His brain is dead-end, boro boro think of the fate of the car that is seriously ill, the fate of himself alone no one thought of.
The world is cruel, my friend!
A male baron who must be responsible for his negligence on a girl named Delila. As a result of chasing after the pickpockets who stole the girl's cell phone, Baron has to bear the risk.
Regretted?
Sure was! if only he had not followed the girl's will, he was sure that the two of them would not be stuck on this forced marriage rope right now.
Damnit damnit!
It may be possible that Baron refused and escaped Davyn's grip, but he was sure that the man would not let go even if he was hiding in the pit of hell.
Especially after one of the legs of the girl who is currently his wife was seriously injured. Davyn could have brought him an executioner to beat him to death.
And it looks like their marriage is only known by the extended family of Prayoga, local RT, Mr. Penghulu and some hospital officials. The baron did not intend to tell this impromptu marriage to his co-workers or acquaintances.Because he only lived a kara, so no kinsmen need to know.
"Gue go back first, and Malem is here again." The baron got up, the man hurriedly stepped out of his workplace.
The man looked unkind, his heart and mind were not yet stable. His heart still did not accept what had happened, even now that he was driving his stretcher the Baron's gaze looked blank.
Breathing was heard again, his stretcher drove slowly, his mind drifting somewhere. The baron was only silent all the way to his rented not far from the workshop.
THE PRAAANGG!
Delila closed her eyes as the bowl she was about to grab fell off. The wand girl again clucked, she was so hard to move because of her current state.
His hand held up the stick, while his left hand tried to move to make something. The voice in his stomach was increasingly heard, the time showed it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. It's worth it since the worm that was in there was a cheerful drum.
But unfortunately simple foods such as boiled noodles alone can not be made by himself. His current state really makes him want to cry, his stomach hungry, no one to ask for help, complete his suffering.
"Well I'm asking for help with Mas Samson, he wants to?" muttered.
Delila bit her lips, the chubby and cute-faced girl looked unconvinced. His breath was heard, he looked down at his feet that were still wrapped in bandages.
"Why Papa married me to Mas Samson anyway, it's just a foot wound is not mek-mek,"
Delila's murmur stopped when both ears heard the roar of the car, sounding familiar because for several days he often heard it in the morning and evening.
"He's home yet? kok tumben's. Is my prayer in God's cabulin this fast?"
With great difficulty Delila stepped out of the kitchen, the girl seemed hesitant to open the front door. Since Delila was confident the moment she opened it later, only the cold, flat look of her face was the first one she saw.
How tragic!
'This is the risk of forced marriage with men who like to snack on wrenches, stiff!' inner squash.
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