The Devil Husband's
CHAPTERS 1. MARRIAGE IS UNWANTED

Related to the novel 👉 MY BRIDE, AMAZING. All Characters, Places, Addresses are related to the novel.

And all buildings are the authority's. So don't go into the real world.. Just for fun, bestie. Happy enjoy 🥰

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The white carpet stretches along the main door to the front podium at a church in Palembang. Soon the place becomes a historic place for Tiger and Jihan to live a new life.

Exactly one month after the admission Tiger wanted to marry Jihan, the event was finally held simply. Just a few relatives attended. Jihan actually balked at the man's request, but given the disgrace that the Isvara family would endure, she was forced to agree.

It was a bright morning, but it was dark for Jihan. At Isvara's residence, Jihan continued to shed tears in her room. Aunt Fida who was accompanying her, could only gently caress the woman's back.

Khansa - Jihan's half-sister who forced her to return home to Isvara's residence since learning of Jihan's pregnancy, had heard the news. However, he could not come because it coincided with the first day of study abroad. Plus the bustle of Leon, her husband who can not be left behind.

"Non, yes. Don't cry on. Bibi believes this is the best way for Non Jihan and her family" she said slowly trying to calm down.

Jihan nodded while wiping her tears. Although the sound is still heard. Instead of being happy on the wedding day, Jihan actually feels depressed.

Fear surrounded her heart considering the frontal and rude attitude of her future husband. His heart throbbed pain as he recalled the sexual abuse he had endured until now planted a seed in his womb.

If not for Khansa, Jihan might have ended her life because she could not bear the disgrace that only embarrassed her and her family.

"Yes, Bi. All for father and Khansa. I owe them a lot. I don't want to embarrass this family, "i Jihan closed her eyes with a deep sigh. Inhaling as much air as possible to eliminate tightness in his chest.

"Patience is yes, Non. Hopefully after this Non Jihan gets happiness," continued Aunt Fida stroked her long hair. Jihan nodded slowly.

After a while, Jihan started to calm down. He rushed to wash his face and was immediately made over by MUA who was waiting since then. They immediately carry out their respective duties. Someone put on makeup, prepare a dress, then someone in charge of styling Jihan's hair. The face is usually able to be disguised with makeup that carves a beautiful face.

"Tokay! Geck!"

"Jihan, are you ready yet? We must leave immediately" said Fauzan-the stepfather after knocking on the door.

"Already, Dad!" jihan said that he was ready, he sat tensely in front of a mirror that showed his elegance in the reflection of the mirror. The beautiful sleeveless dress was pure white, with transparent veils covering her face.

Fauzan opened the door to the room, then took her off immediately because the event was about to start.

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At exactly 10 am, the groom's entourage had arrived first. Tiger was accompanied by Milano Sebastian, his adoptive father now standing gallantly at the entrance. His breath was thrown rough when he saw the flower arrangement arranged in such a way in the room.

The body is clad in white tuxedo, with matching material pants. There was not the slightest smile coming from his lips. His gaze was so cold that it could freeze the people around him.

The event was only attended by a few close relatives. Not inviting outsiders even their employees.

"Take what you're supposed to do!" milano whispered in Tiger's ear.

"Yes, Dad!" his reply was short, turning a glance at the middle-aged man accompanying him.

The presenter now invites the bride to ride the guarantee. With a slow but firm step, the man walked on the white carpet to stand in front of the priest.

Before long, the door rang open. All eyes were on a woman who lowered her gaze. White and beautiful dress wrapped her slender body. A bouquet of white roses was tightly grasped with both hands.

"Come, Ji! Keep your head up," Fauzan asked around his arms as he looked at the stepson.

Jihan held back her tears from spilling. His chest was very tight, his throat was stuck. Slowly he lifted his head and put his hands in the circle of his father's arms.

His feet were very heavy. His own eye bead was rubbed with Tiger's sharp eyes. Both of them launched hatred from the look of the eyes of both.

Jihan thumped violently, wanting to feel she escaped from the entanglement of the sacred event. But his body felt locked and like a robot that could not resist every command he received.

His lentic fingers wrapped in white burkat cloth tightly grasped Fauzan's arms. Even until they stopped in front of Tiger.

"I'm handing Jihan to you. Please take care of him, love him. If you don't want it, give it back to me!" said Fauzan took off the grip of Jihan's hand, but instead Jihan tightened it. Tiger just nodded slightly without saying a word.

Scrolls of sweat started popping up on his forehead. Fear still surrounds his heart and soul. Jihan is still traumatized by seeing Tiger.

Fauzan turned to his daughter's paled face. He patted Jihan on the back and said, "It's okay, relax" Fauzan assured.

Some of the relatives present were also tense to see the couple in front of him. After a few long sighs, Jihan calmed down a little. Although trembling, his arms were led and linked with Tiger's palm.

Fauzan retreated and sat down where he had been prepared. Jihan's chest was pounding violently upon coming into contact with Tiger again from the last month they had met.

Event after event also runs properly in a row. Blessing, the pronunciation of the wedding vows has been pledged from the lips of the two in turn, then entered the ring exchange session.

They pinned it without feeling. Just just with a flat expression. All the guests clapped their hands and shouted for the groom to kiss the bride.

'No! Don't!' yell Jehan in the heart.

The tears flowed back down both of her cheeks. His entire body trembled violently feeling the touch of Tiger's lips on his forehead. The applause of the guests echoed in the room. They think Jihan's crying.

"Remove those useless tears! Don't show it to people! How humiliating!" hiss Tiger furiously who was still in a very close position. Both of his hands were still holding onto Jihan's arms.

"I don't want this wedding!" lirih Jihan ventured to look at the man before her.

"You think I want it too? Nah! Absolutely not! I even doubt if that child is my flesh and blood!" he continued to speak softly but hit the heart of Jihan.

Jihan threw out her face, it hurt to hear the man's expression. His heart was shapeless. But he can't do anything. His body feels weaker. After they are officially declared a married couple, Jihan bursts to the floor and is unconscious.

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...Flashback~...

About two months ago, Tiger asked one of the maids who worked at his place to come to his room after making a fuss with another visitor.

Sharp lightning emanated from the two eyes of the Tiger eagle. The tall and handsome man, grinned coldly. His gaze scanned the sexy body of Jihan. One hand plays a firm jaw overgrown with fine feathers. His tongue was sticking out soaking his slightly filled lips.

The saliva cry that Jihan swallowed even sounded in the corner of the sizable room. My bead exuded fear. It crept up quickly. His chest started to beat unbecoming.

"Tu ... Sir," jihan said. He ventured to greet the man, after a long time they fell silent. Just throwing each other a different look.

The man straightened his body, moving his head until his neck sounded chattering. One corner of his lips lifted, the tail of his eyes still staring sinisterly. His long legs swung until his position got closer to Jihan.

The reflex jihan retreated his steps, his legs dragged further and further away from the man before him. Panic grew increasingly whacky, as Tiger docked with a hungry look. As if he was going to eat it alive.

"Master what do you want?" Jihan's body started to tremble. His heart was strong, his chest was like being hit from the inside.

"I want to .. you!" hiss Tiger right in Jihan's ear. The woman's body was indeed very tempting, just by looking at it, her male soul rose up instantly.

"No, Sir! Please don't!" elak Jihan is getting scared. His body shook violently. His mother was imprisoned and he ran away from his stepfather's house.

Jihan is still traumatized, she once gave everything, including the most beautiful crown to the man she loved so much. However, her love journey must end tragically. Luckily she did not contain the seed of her former lover Hendra.

Jihan's wet cleavage after a fight with a bar visitor, showed a stunning curve in Tiger's eyes. The rough leaflet of the woman's chest increasingly makes her desire uphill.

Skirt span used, just one inch away from the waist. He has no clothes worth wearing. Since the first time the appearance is always sexy and seductive.

Jihan's back hit the wall of the room. His head continued to shake, his tears began to burst from both of his dark beads as the man squeezed and locked him up.

"Look! I can always get what I want! Whatever it is!" it sounds like a threat. His hand immediately gripped the chewy thing on Jihan's chest violently.

Jihan flinched, her eyes widened and held her breath for a moment. "Please let me go, sir!" Jihan is still trying to defend herself. Even though his entire body was squeezing due to the intense tremors.

"Yes! But later after you serve me!" firmly Tiger did not accept rejection.

"No, Sir. Please don't do that!" pekik Jihan held Tiger's burly arm.

Tiger snorted as he received the rejection from the woman. His blood boiled with his jaw starting to harden. His hand gripped firmly at Jihan's pointed chin, directing his eyes right at her sharp gaze.

"How dare you reject me!" the Tiger Beaver with a high tone right on the face

Jihan closed her eyes firmly, her breathing was choked and her heart seemed to be stuck with thousands of needles.

Tiger was closing his body so that it was not far away. The man greedily and ferociously devoured Jihan's lips. There was no mercy even though Jihan was thrashing and tears were flowing so hard, soaking her cheeks.

His finger stuck out at Jihan's possession, playing it a little rough. Jihan frowned, feeling a heartless pain. His body was squeezing because he kept thrashing. He could not dodge the power of the Tiger that was already burning passion. Jihan's refusal, made Tiger even more eager to hit her.

"You keep thrashing, but your body can't resist it!" tiger sneer as the girl twitched and took out the liquid from her possession.

The cruel man smirked coldly. With a single catch, he held Jihan and threw her on the sofa. There was nothing she could do but cry. All the rage in his heart. Fear, anger, pain mixed into one.

Roughly Tiger blindly tore off the clothes that Jihan was wearing. Seeing the girl's duster, Tiger got even more excited. His hand gripped both of Jihan's arms, locking her over her head. Jihan's legs continued to kick but Tiger immediately locked her up. And in one stroke, he ripped off the woman's property.

"Curtain! Sok nolak but it turns out ..." Tiger cutty when he found out the condition of Jihan who was not a virgin while continuing to spur on the woman, complete her desire.

'Lord! Isn't all the suffering you've given me?' jihan's screams inwardly closed his eyes, the melt of his tears getting more and more swift. His chest was extremely tight, like a heavy weight was hitting him.

Like a ferocious beast that managed to catch prey, Tiger continued to move in search of his satisfaction. Heartless, ignoring Jihan's screams and tears. Until stomping as hard as possible, while blowing up the seed in the woman's womb.

Jihan's mind was scattered everywhere. Destroyed formless again. His heart felt as though it were squeezed into invisible hands.

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