The Lord's Concubine
Early on

"Farra, hurry! Mr. Hendrik has been waiting for you since! You were a long time ago, anyway!" nurmala Hardik.

The middle-aged woman pulls the rough hand of Farra (Zhafarra Maidha, 19 years old) towards a mosque not far from Nurmala's house.

"Farra won't, Auntie. Release Farra!" the girl sobbed and held back the pain in her wrist, as Nurmala's long nails stuck tightly in the girl's wrist skin.

"Shut up! I'm doing this for your and Aksa's good. Do you want to live in poverty like this all the time, huh?" hardik Mala without releasing his grip.

Now Nurmala and Farra are right in front of the mosque, where his marriage with a middle-aged man named Hendrik Arka Sanjaya, 57 years old will be held soon.

"Already! Don't cry anymore! You see, your make-up has begun to wear off because of your crying."

Farra does not matter if Mr. Hendrik is a widower or an old virgin, at least the man is still single. However, in reality Mr. Hendrik already has a wife and children. His only son was much older than Farra.

Nurmala wiped Farra's tears with a sheet of tissue and then began to tidy up the girl's makeup. When it was finished, Nurmala again led Farra into the mosque.

It turned out that everyone was gathered inside. The old man who became the future husband of Farra, penghulu, witnesses and some invited guests who were invited by Mr. Hendrik at his wedding with Farra.

"Well, that's the bride-to-be" said Mr. Penghulu with a smile looking at Farra and Nurmala who are now walking towards the group of men.

Mr. Hendrik smiled as he watched the beautiful girl from head to toe. He could not wait to confirm the girl as his own, so that he could enjoy Farra's body.

Mr. Hendrik has long been crazy about Farra. Cake selling girl who often peddle the cake around her large company. His first meeting with Farra, made the man continue to think about how he could have the innocent girl.

Until finally he managed to meet Nurmala and with a lot of money, Nurmala also agreed to marry his nephew to Mr. Hendrik.

Nurmala led Farra, then sat the girl right next to Mr. Hendrik and the event began. Farra sat with her head bowed to the floor. His crying was heard again. Mr. Hendrik even glanced at the beautiful girl many times.

"Based on a stupid girl! Just living a good life is not willing! Now that you cry, later if you have a good life with the old man, you must have forgotten the same I who raised you with great difficulty!" murmured Nurmala while looking resentfully at Farra.

After passing through the series of events, finally Ijab kabul was started. Mr. Hendrik listened carefully to what Mr. Penghulu said, as did everyone in the room.

After Mr. Penghulu finished saying it, it is now Mr. Hendrik's turn. Mr. Hendrik who incidentally is a man who has experience, of course it is not something difficult.

"I accept Zhafarra Maidha's marriage with the dowry of a set of prayer tools and a cash of one hundred million rupiah paid-" 

"Mr Hendrik, Mr Hendrik!!!"

However, Mr. Hendrik did not finish saying his kabul, a man with a breath of breath entered the mosque. He called out to Mr. Hendrik with an anxious face and looked deathly pale.

Suddenly, the attention of everyone in the room was distracted. The man is now the center of attention of everyone, including Farra and Nurmala. Mr. Hendrik released Mr. Penghulu's hand and then approached the man.

"What's up, huh? Why are you here? And who told you that I was in this place?" asked Mr. Hendrik no less panicked.

"Sir Hendrik, Nyo-lady Jayda-"

"What's wrong with Jayda, say it quickly!!!" annoyed Mr. Hendrik because the man's speech was not at all clear.

"Mrs Jayda walked into the Hospital after hearing the news of your marriage and is now in critical condition" the man replied.

"What?!" Screeched Mr. Hendrik.

Mr. Hendrik hurried away from the place with the people in it, including Farra and Nurmala. Nurmala panicked when Mr. Hendrik left just like that to leave Farra in that place without certainty.

"Mr Hendrik! Mr Hendrik!!!" call Nurmala while running small chasing after Mr. Hendrik who has now entered his luxury car parked in the courtyard of the mosque.

"Mr Hendrik, stop!!! How's my nephew?!" his yell.

However, Mr. Hendrik has disappeared with his car. Mixed with the number of cars that are passing on the highway.

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