Testament marriage
What reason?

Chequek!

Alan walked into his room on the 2nd floor and walked to the bed. The previously mundane and manly impressed room has now been transformed into a bridal room full of flower petals and aromatherapy candles. So beautiful and full of the feel of the first night. Mama Alan has been decorating in such a way as to successfully give the child a grandchild. So excited, that Alan would never know what was prepared in the room.

Alan spilled Alana's tiny body on the bed. Remove the love symbol from the pile of red rose petals in the middle of the bed that bothers. Alan released the high heels at Alana's feet. At once some accessories are not important. Alan covered Alana's body with a thick blanket up to the neck.

Time showed 20:45 was too early to sleep. But for some reason, Alan felt the leg of his neck hurt. He turned his head right and left until it produced a shifting joint sound. Alan felt exhausted just like Alana. He did not rest all day.

Alan walked towards the white-covered window, he opened it a little and looked at some guests who were still at his wedding ceremony. Not too many as before. Mama and her uncle were there to arrange everything. There were only a few guests left, and it wasn't very important to Alan. Maybe he better rest in the room, relieve a moment of his fatigue.

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"Emmm...."

Alana is on the bed. Slowly the lashes open, adjusting the lighting in the room. He felt foreign to the room. He sat for a moment. Scanning the room to its corners though. Alana doesn't remember anything. He doesn't know where he is now.

As he remembered, he was busy spending some of the food given by Mama Alan. After that, he sat up and started to get sleepy. There was no one in the room where she was, so Alana decided to rest her body for a moment. Then... Why is he here ? Who took him?

"Am I kidnapped?" Alana began to assume for herself. Presumably or rather think excessively. Started to touch his limbs.

"Whoops.... I'm safe." Sighing in relief after palpating his still smooth body without blisters. "Whose room is this?" Alana's circulating the room's view. Still can't find any photos or items he can recognize.

Chequek!

The door next to the small table suddenly opened. Alana looked over there. Someone came out from inside wearing only a towel around the waist. The first thing in Alana's brain is that she's a bare-chested man who might be the one who's currently kidnapping her???

Without wanting to know who it was, Alana immediately searched for anything nearby to hit her captor. Alana quickly glanced at a thick book on the nightstand and threw it at the man. While off guard, the kidnapper will not be quick to fend off the attack, instead, at that time he will escape.

Brak!!

"What are you doing Alana?!"

"Eh?" Alana almost stepped towards the door just before a familiar voice could be heard in her ear. Alana turned 90 degrees, looking at the figure.

The deg!

'Dead me!'

Alana pecked in place with eyes almost dislodged so shocked. When he found out who he had just thrown the book. Alan was sitting on the floor with his hands holding his head. It looks like the man's temples are flushed and even bleed a little. It seemed, the book throw from him was on target. Alan was sitting on the front floor of the bathroom door!

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Alan bergeming. No matter Alana's tweets are still trying to apologize to her. The man was busy applying ointment on the wound that was hit by the thick book of the girl. Unmitigated the thickness of the book reached 10 centi, just imagine how hard it hit?

"Om I'm sorry. I thought you were the kidnapper. Where do I know it's you. Wrong myself, bring me here."

Alana stopped talking when she got the sharp glances of her husband. "My fault you said? Just so you know, Mama told me to bring you here. And don't call me OM! Am I that old?!" Alan completed his treatment with a patchy plaster mark. Where the fruit of the behavior of his new wife. Not an impressive first night.

"But it's true, you're Om-om! Our age is far away. I wonder why Om is interested in marrying me. There are so many beautiful women out there." Alana said trying to distract Alan from his regret.

"Can you speak correctly? Don't be formal with me and stop calling OM! We're a long way off, but I'm your husband. Be a submissive wife. Understood!" alan warned. Staring firmly at Alana who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"If I don't follow how? OM will divorce me?" challenge Alana. He hoped Alan would accept his words. Really, this marriage was never wanted.

Instead of answering, Alan stood up and walked towards Alana. Highlight his unreadable eyes, dark black as well as cold. Alana felt her hair standing up all looking at Alan like that. Unconsciously, his gaze lowered, afraid to look directly into those dark eyes.

"Do you know what I'm gonna do?" alan whispered right in Alana's ear. The man's breath felt tickling on his upper neck. Makes Alana uncomfortable.

"Tonight was so quiet. If there was a person's scream, it might just be considered a wind past by them. Because there's a newlywed here, right?" Alan's breathing was creeping into Alana's face. The girl seemed to be holding her breath. His body had been tensed like ice cubes. "If I check* you're here, nobody knows, right?"

Alana's lips clenched tightly, as she felt a hand sticking out toward her neck. He did not want to open his eyes, because he was sure if Alan was serious with his words. What if he really died at the hands of that man? How will his fate be?

"My answer, why are you silent? Are you not the one who does not want to be a obedient wife. Let this hand work at your request. Hmm?" alan whispered full of threatening tones. Very slow but deadly. Let anyone know, if the man will really do what he wants.

"Let's answer..."

"Embh... Tha-that... I-i...."

"Sttts... Slow down, I want to hear what's clear Alana." Alan felt one step ahead. Know if his wife is currently scared. The threat worked a little.

"I-I will obey you" said Alana at the end.

"Smart girl. Stay like this." Alan smiled broadly, conquering this little girl was not as difficult as he thought. Alan walked away and out of the room.

"Well.hah... You bad guy!" Alana seemed to be scooping the breath of freedom. Staring dejected at the door of the room where Alan had disappeared from. Still feeling covetous being treated and threatened like that by Alan. In her heart, Alana will surely repay her actions.

"What made him want to marry me? He's not a guy to negotiate with, there's gotta be another reason he's willing to do it. I have to find out. I want to get out of him!" alana is strengthening the heart. He must find out why Alan married her.