Wasted Wife Mr. Impoten
CHAPTER 04. Story Without Groove
..."What is the meaning of a story without a clear plot."...
...- Anonymous -...
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08.34 - Accident Room.
Diajeng and Danu sat in a chair in front of the table with the head in front of them, everything was well prepared.
Of course with the presence of Rusdi also who will be the marriage guardian of Diajeng because it has been paid by Renata.
Renata sat in the available seat between the guest seats, which attended the wedding ceremony was only the side of colleagues and closest relatives because it was a sudden event.
It is very difficult to understand how can a marriage contract be prepared in a matter of hours? But Renata can make it into money talking.
Renata has always relied on his money in all conditions even hundreds of millions is very small for him, one message from Renata and Danu parents first.
"If later you have a lot of material, still feel humble even though you rely on the material, never feel Akbar let alone forget that ALLAHUAKBAR!"
That's the message that is still in Renata's mind, he was already a bit far from religion but he did not violate the message from his parents who had left him and his brother.
After all in the sense of ready and in their respective positions, the ruler then immediately gave a mic to Rusdi to say the agreement to be reciprocated by Danu.
"Bismilah, please Mr. Rusdi," whispered the ruler.
"Brother Ardanu Halim Artonegoro bin Halim Hartawan, I marry and control you, with my son, Diajeng Putri Dreantama bint Rusdi Dreantama with dowry form ... And how much prayer equipment is paid in cash!"
"I-"
"WAIT!"
The sound of a man's shout made all the rest of the room face towards him, especially Diajeng was surprised instead of playing.
"Mas Damar?"
"Diajengs! I want to talk to you!"
"No! Diajeng can't meet you, he's already getting married to another man."
"That's because Mr. Rusdi got paid, right? What's different about what happened last night is that Mr. Rusdi sold Diajeng!" yell Damar.
Rusdi who heard it immediately went up, he was about to swing a raw bogeman to Damar but not because Diajeng suddenly stood up.
"Sir! No!"
Diajeng ran small towards Damar and prevented the dispute of the two, Diajeng facing towards Damar.
"Mas, this is not your fault, this is my own desire Mas, I'm sorry," said Diajeng lowered his head.
A breeze of wind that was out of nowhere swept the face of Diajeng and Damar in the room, Diajeng raised his head to look at the two beads of eyes that were already glazed.
"And you forgot all about us? Five years in the waiting but in fact not Mas who said the agreement on your behalf," said Damar.
Diajeng's tears fell, as if all fate had been stacked on him which this destiny did not side with.
"Don't cry Diajeng, you should know that not forever when we love someone we have to be with him, Mas assume all this has happened and there is nothing else that you can fight for."
"M-Sorry, M-Morry."
"Mas sincere Diajeng, although in your heart there is still Mas but you have to write the name Danu as his successor, let's just say Mas here is looking after a soul mate for others, and as long as you know, you know, whatever your condition, Mas will still be the first person who will be with you," Dimpal rubbed Diajeng's head.
Damar then left the room, a heavy step with an unfinished heart being the toughest thing in his life right now and now he is doing nothing.
Who can fight God's destiny?
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