Widow of Flower & Bad Guy
Chapter 23 Don't Get Married!!!

That dark day is coming soon. Everyone is preparing everything with joy. But not with the golden brunette girl. Her tears broke, soaking her makeup and bridal clothes nonstop. He looked at his own face from behind the mirror. There is not the slightest trace of happiness emanated, there is only sadness and pain.

It never occurred to the poor girl that the most beautiful day that had been held, turned out to be heartbreaking. The fantasy of being able to be with a worship man, extinct for ever.

"Why do you keep crying, Miss? You should be happy because in a few moments you'll be Mrs Lucas Denver, the richest man in Magnolia village," a makeup artist put veils on Amanda's head. "A lot of women out there who want to be a wife or just a lady-in-waiting Mr. Lucas. And you're really lucky to be able to destroy their dreams" he said in a cynical tone.

"Do I look like I care? Do I look like I want this wedding? I am not part of those women, who chose to marry an old man just because of wealth!" amanda was angry because she felt cornered. The makeup artist indirectly demeaned her dignity as an honorable woman.

"Then, why are you willing to marry Mr Lucas? It could be, 'can' you refuse?" satirize the perias again.

"Not all other people's business should you know. Better just focus on your task of applying me to completion. After that, get out of this room as soon as possible!" emphatically Amanda does not like if others are too intrusive personal problems. He has privacy that is only kept to himself.

"I'm sorry Miss, if my words offend...."

"You should have realized that!" pissed Amanda. "Again, before you speak, think carefully. Not after speaking, just thinking!" Amanda stood up while lifting her wedding dress.

"W-Where are you going, miss?" ask the nervous perias. She was worried that Amanda would run away.

"I'm going to the toilet. You wanna come?" reply Amanda stared with the end of her eyes.

"Ma-sorry, I think—"

"I wouldn't have escaped. Married to Mr. Lucas Denver is the dream of all women, isn't it?" amanda sarcasm. She trudged towards the bathroom while carrying her dress dangling onto the floor.

"Where's my bride?" lucas asked, just after Amanda came into the bathroom. He was worried because he did not find his girl in the room.

"Miss Amanda is in the bathroom, sir," the fairy replied pointing to the closed door.

Lucas breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought he was gonna leave me again."

The sixty-year-old man walked towards the place where Amanda was lamenting, sitting furiously on the toilet.

"Amanda darling. People are waiting for us!" lucas knocked on the bathroom door. "Fast baby... before my patience runs out!!" he was angry because there was no advice from the prospective wife.

Lucas attached ear lobes to the door, heard by him sobbing from inside the cold room. He walked back and gave a shake. Then run fast to break down the door.

The door was open, Amanda snapped as she pleased. Her hand trembled at the glint of anger in the eyeballs of her future husband.

"Looks, you want me to be rude. Alright!" Lucas slapped Amanda in the face many times, until his head rolled to the left and to the right quickly. The heartless man pulled Amanda's chin then crushed her lips, then bit tight to the point of blood. "It's a little lesson because you dare ignore me, Amanda! Now tidy up, I'll wait outside!" Lucas slaps Amanda in the face and shuffles from the bathroom.

The poor girl stood up and walked back to hold on to the wall. Her shoulders were stout with sobbing and pain in both her cheeks.

"Oh my God, Miss!" screech the fairy and run to get Amanda. He sat the girl on the bed and then pulled out some tissue to wipe the blood on the corner of the lips.

"Do you still think that being the wife of a savage man, is an advantage?" erang Amanda stared intently at the fairy. He grinned, as the woman before him cleared the bloodstains above his lips.

Amanda nodded thinly and inching while sighing. He glanced towards the mirror at a glance and prayed in his heart. "Give me God...."

Although the steps felt increasingly heavy, the girl in the bridal dress went step by step, approaching the prospective escort waiting at the door.

"I'm ready." Amanda stood next to Lucas. His face looked up haughtily, hiding the gray clouds lodged in the two netra.

Lucas carved a smile and then grabbed the arm of his future wife. "Good.be nice like this. Then your life will be safe."

"Where's my papa?" ask Amanda because until this moment she did not meet with Omran. Every time he asked to see his father, Lucas always had a lot of excuses.

"Your father is in his room. He has given us his blessing. So, you don't have to worry" Lucas replied.

"I'd like to talk to my dad just once, before we get married!" ketus Amanda because she feels uneasy if she does not meet her father, in a historic moment that will change her life 180 degrees.

Although Omran has disappointed and crushed his daughter. However, the man is still a father who is always in the heart of the child. No matter how angry you feel, there will always be an apology for the man who has given you so much love and affection.

"After we get married, I'll let you meet your father. And now, come with me because our names have been called repeatedly" Lucas replied.

Amanda hissed, "Concerning with you only adds to the annoyance!"

Lucas chuckled, "Because of that, just follow my words! I was created by God not to be opposed, remember that!"

Lucas drags Amanda's hand in front of people. He showed what kind of person he was. Full of power and power.

"The bride-to-be is before you, Father. So, marry us immediately," press Lucas was impatient to have Amanda in full and tied the girl with a sacred promise before God, until the end of life.

The leader of the wedding ceremony recites the procession, step by step. "Are you willing to marry Miss Amanda Shwanette and live with her?"

"Yes, I'm willing," Lucas replied confidently.

"Are you willing to marry Mr. Lucas Denver and live with him?" ask the wedding ceremony leader Amanda.

The girl wearing the bridal outfit did not reply. He bit his lips to hold back the cry. The blessing room is silent, waiting for answers from the prospective bride who is bowed and does not speak.

"Again, are you willing to marry Mr Lucas Denver and live with him?"

Amanda was still silent, her tongue was too faint to say yes or no. Too many wars in his mind made him dazed in worry.

"Don't marry my Daddy, Amanda. Please ...!" the cry of someone led everyone, from the two happy brides, to turn to the young man who was currently standing in the midst of silence.

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