The Marriage of Mr. Arogan
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Jakarta, year two thousand and ten, Lincoln Family Cemetery.

An eight-year-old girl was sobbing under a catapult tree as she lamented over the two belly buttons that read Ray Jack Lincoln and Elyora Kristina Lincoln. The two pusara in front of him is the resting place of the father and mother of the beautiful girl.

From a distance a man looked to be watching the little girl. The man was dressed all in black with sunglasses adorning his manic. Gala Zayn Rodderick got out of the car and walked towards the little girl with a bouquet of flowers in both hands.

Upon arrival, Gala bent her legs and rested on her toes. He placed a bouquet of flowers on the belly of Ray and Elyora. The sobbing girl stopped her crying and threw a glance at the burly man who was huddled next to her.

"Om, who?" ask the little girl in silence.

Gala did not comment on the little girl's words. He was still staring at the two navels in front of him with a nanar gaze covered in sunglasses. While the little girl named Yara, still looked at the foreign man who was next to her.

"I, Gala," said the man, taking off his sunglasses.

"Om Gala's? I seem to have seen Om's face," said Yara, raising her head up and looking at Gala's handsome face.

"Me and your parents are best friends."

"Yes, I remember. Om's face looks familiar to me because I've seen photos of Om with Dad and Mommy."

Gala looked at Yara from the tip of her foot to the end of her hair. The white dress with purple flowers to the knees plus the long hair of Yara braided in two, making Gala mutter in her heart.

It looks like Elyora. I found my future wife!

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(Ten years later)

Gala clenched her fingers as Shanks, her personal assistant, informed her of Yara's arrival in Indonesia. Small veins began to tighten around Gala's neck, he climbed black because the girl did not tell Gala if she had been in Indonesia for three days.

“Where is he?” ask Gala.

“At the parent's house of the late Mr. Ray,” replied Shanks.

“I was curious, the reason why the girl went home secretly without telling me!” muttered.

“Master, did I just pick him up?”

Elsewhere, at the Lincoln home, Yara is seen talking to Mrs Amber Lincoln, the mother of the late Ray Lincoln.

“Oma glad you could return safely,” stroking the top of Yara's head.

“I'm also glad to see Oma again. Oma knows no, I'm so tired of living in England. I don't have any friends with me there either. I have to follow the Western lifestyle and live under the pressure of the Rodderick family!” pissed.

Oma Amber chuckles. “Yara, grandson. Thanks to the Rodderick family you grew up really well. You're beautiful, smart, tough and independent. For the ten years you've been there, Mr. Gala has been watching you. And even Mr. Gala visited you many times there.”

Yara stunned. “Really? Om Gala always visits me? But why hasn't he been telling me for ten years, and never even met me there?” lips weaving.

“Maybe Mr. Gala has a reason,” said Amber throwing a smile.

“Hmm, I'm curious about Om Gala's face. That cold and cute guy, is he already wrinkled and gray or is he getting handsome and charismatic?” looking up, looking up at the living room ceiling.

“Yara, you've been chosen by Mr. Gala to be his wife since you were eight years old. The mandate of your late parents has also been given if you are to marry Gala's Lord Zayn Rodderick. So you have to prepare to be the Young Mistress of the Roddercik family.”

“Ishh, I'm not ready yet Oma. After all, I was eighteen and had just finished school.Well, I had to be a mom! There are still many beautiful, well-educated women out there from distinguished families who are worth the Om Gala. Why should I be of the many classy women who live around Om Gala?!”

Amber pursed her lips when she heard the spoiled whining of Yara. “Because ..” pauses his speech. Amber kept a secret she couldn't tell her granddaughter. It will be Mr. Gala who tells you directly.

“Why stop Oma? Yara wants to hear the reason!”

“Later also you will know for yourself,” scrambled Yara's hair.

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Character Recognition

Gala Zayn Rodderick, a thirty-eight-year-old man of supreme power in the business world. He is the president of the Blackfire Company. Gala has a handsome stature. Beautiful black eyeballs, pointed noses, firm eyebrows and chin with a thin beard growing there. Not only handsome and well-established, Gala is a man who has a myriad of achievements. He is so intelligent that he can lead the company with extraordinary charisma. Nevertheless, Gala had a dark aura surrounding her. He has a frozen heart, indifferent and cruel to anyone who disturbs his life. Since the age of fifteen, Gala's father had made her the chief director so she quickly matured prematurely. Gala has a woman whom she loves deeply, but the harsh reality engulfs her romance. Love Gala clapped one hand. The woman he loved so much married his close friend that made Gala close the door of his heart to every woman.

Lincoln Yaraline. The girl who is familiar in Yara. He came from the Lincoln family, a distinguished and high-class family during the leadership of Ray Jack Lincoln, Yara's father. Regarding appearance, Yara is no less interesting with models of beautiful and beautiful homeland. Has a proportional body shape, height, black hair neatly arranged to the waist. Since the age of eight, Yara has been living as an orphan girl. His parents died from a strange virus that attacked the organs of his father and his mother. She then stayed with Omanya until a man came to pick her up and claimed to be her future husband. Yara spent her childhood and adolescence abroad studying in a foreign country, under the supervision of the Rodderick family. Yara has a jolly yet slightly spoiled nature. Although Yara was born into a conglomerate family, all her life's demands were financed by the Rodderick family, who were her future husband.

Blurbs

The president of the Blackfire Company suddenly said that he had a future wife whose age was far from him. His future wife is an eight-year-old little girl. Twenty-eight-year-old Gala is now attracted to a little girl twenty years her junior. Gala had to wait another ten years for her to marry the girl.

“I waited for you for ten years, so get ready to marry me!”

Yara retreated her steps slowly. Gala's sturdy body was getting closer so Yara seemed to have difficulty moving. “Om, don't do that to me. I have considered Om as my own father,” Yara said by staring at the face of Gala that was so cold.

“Do not forget about the mandate of your late parents! Are you going to disappoint them?” gala whispered so that it tickled Yara's eardrum. Gala's breath was so sharp on Yara's smooth neck that it made the small body wriggle.

To be continued ...

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