The 18 Year Bride
I Love U! Husband Cheated - Unchihah Sanskeh

...I Love U! Husband Tried...

...Blurbs ...

I'm a high school student who was forced to drop out of school because of being trapped in an extramarital forbidden relationship and being tricked by my lover who took me from home to town, He was suddenly proposed and married by a policeman who was 11 years older than me. The police who helped me get home and reconcile with my father.

Having a light marriage with a foreign man whom I had never known before, in order to atone for the sins of the father whom I had made so abject.

"Why would you want to marry and be responsible for someone you don't know well?" ~ Gift

"Because I know what it's like to have no parents." ~Anta Reza's

even though he was not a perfect figure, he had a permanent weakness that made me finally understand that no man would willingly marry a foreign woman who bore the child of another person, willingly, as other people generally thought, until I finally found out, that he had other reasons that made more sense, other than what he had said.

...CHAPTERS 1...

His name is Anta Reza. Everyone knows and I admit that he is indeed handsome.manly aura and good looks it emanates not only from the physical morphology that describes the genius of God in designing and creating it, but also to the kindness of his heart that wanted to marry me, a girl dropped out of school because she was pregnant out of wedlock.

Wh why?

maybe it was a question that came to the minds of the individuals when they found out the 28-year-old police officer wanted to ask me a 11th-grader of High School.of course, no one else was surprised, but I did as well.when he said it out loud in front of my father; "Let me bear it, let me marry your daughter."

she served as solace to every creature who has chosen the wrong path and lost against destiny, she is a lamp and comforter to my old father, my sad world and immersed in melancholic lament.

to explain the meetings and events until we can finally get married, maybe this one chapter alone will not be enough, then let me make it in a simple view, all this started when I ran away to the city with my lover. back then, when I first went to 11th grade I was more active in socializing especially in making friends. I felt that time was a time for me to seek my identity and enjoy my teenage years.

I often go out to play or just hang out with my friends.This is where the sentimental drama began, they were the ones who introduced him to me, the man who became my first lover. I met him at a meeting full of dilemmas and frenzies.

as time went on, we got so close and got to know each other through complicated and long introductions.he gave me experiences of romance in adolescence, he gave attention, he said, inevitably also seduction and death fighting accompanied by some small gifts that I had never before got. such meetings are routine, almost every day, almost every day, I feel like my day is so colorful and full of stories since I met him. It is not a strange thing if I am persuaded and fall in love with him.

"I'm in love with you, you're beautiful and I'm very interested, you're exactly like a mysterious pool that inspires anyone to get to know her more deeply.I want you to be my lover, so that others can't have you. will they?"

once upon a time, maybe because I was angry and worried that my father was starting to be hard on me. As a parent, maybe you have realized my attitude that already knows dating, it was unusual and very forbidden for my father.I was beaten, many times until my body was red and bruised.I cried all night and felt that my father was the most evil parent ever.

to the worst of it, I was locked up in the bathroom and hit it all out with my bare hands, after Dad found out something about me that made him so angry. I who was destroyed in such a way finally contacted Petra until she proposed to invite me to leave the house.I initially refused, because after all my father is the only parent I now have, he said, my mother had been dead since I was two years old, but, after the incident in the brackets, I was so angry and broken, my feelings were not upset and I finally decided to follow Petra's idea.

we finally escaped together to the city, at that time I felt so free and happy to be able to leave the prison of a cruel father even at the bottom of my heart, I also felt sad and guilty for leaving my father alone, but, Again Petra was able to convince me to continue down this path that I had chosen.

and this is where my second love story began, a sentimental and mature love story, the story between me and Kak Anta began. I who was sitting alone in the town square eating fried rice bought by Petra suddenly came to a horde of police who were serving around the city. midnight, alone, women.right, right, that's why these cops came to me.

I was asked a lot of questions, like facing an oral exam.They were firm but also kind and friendly after knowing the problem I was having, I was taken alone to the office where they served to finally be taken back to my father's house in the village. While Petra, he did not return after going to find a toilet. so stay alone.

No one understands where a person's soul lies.We only know it by fumbling. The impression that appears in us concerns his pure soul.he is awake from boring shackles. he always runs away from everything that colonizes his freedom.Thus his soul is always alive, not depressed, has space.

because of this incident I finally found out that Petra had deliberately brought me to the city and left me alone because I was reluctant to take responsibility.I was destroyed many times, many times, as in comets and meteors at the same time, sick and disappointed I swallowed a bitter pill while pregnant with a child from the results of free intercourse I did.

not only that, the father who was still devastated, refused my return home.Dad even desperately wanted to throw me with a chair in front of the police who drove me here.

with all the melancholy, a few days later, one of the policemen who drove me back was accompanied by another older man, he said. I didn't know them well, but he became one of the most important men in my life.

"I'm Anta Reza, the cop who helped Grace, your daughter came home yesterday. I know maybe our meeting was short and didn't know each other very well, I beg your permission to assume responsibility for your daughter, sir, please, let me marry her."

with all my advantages and disadvantages, he was able to accept me even though he was still cold and stiff. We got married, and Sister Anta (as I called her) she became an impromptu husband who saved the family disgrace and the pride of the father that I had destroyed so despicable.

"Why would you want to marry and be responsible for someone you don't know well?"

"Because I know what it's like to have no parents."

even though he was not a perfect figure, he had a permanent weakness that made me finally understand that no man would willingly marry a foreign woman who bore someone else's child willingly, as other people generally thought, until I finally found out, that he had other reasons that made more sense, other than what he had said.

I am the Gift, and this is the story of my love.