AMARA
Chapter 65 S2 Wulan

I'm Wulan, son of Andi's father and Amara's mother. I'm their first daughter, I'm twenty-five years old now, when I came home from teaching, Dad called me.

After I finished, I approached my father who was waiting.

"Son, come here . I want to talk to you" Dad said.

"What's dad?" Ask me a curious.

"Son, do you love me?"

"of course. Why do you ask like that? What did you say."

"Look, next week there will be a group of Reporters' families who will come here, he will propose to you son."

"Applying? How could it be dad? While I don't know them, I don't even know who to apply for?" I'm shocked. Obviously I was very surprised because suddenly I would have someone propose to the house. Not even the face of the man I knew.

"You will be proposed to the son of Hartawan, Amar Hartawan, accept the proposal son. He was the son of a friend of father's old friend in high school."

"But dad ..."

"Listen to my father's request, let's just say this is my last request for the rest of my life. If you love your father, then accept the proposal and don't let your father down, serve your husband, dedicate to him."

"Alright dad. But let me think you thought you were, give me some time."

"All right, son."

I don't even know what that guy looks like. But I keep trying, to follow my father's orders, I don't want him to be disappointed at this twilight age.

If I could choose, I would choose not to marry a man I don't know, but unfortunately I have no choice.

My dad said they would come next week. But it turns out, dad told us again, that they were coming the day after tomorrow, and dad told me to dress up very pretty.

Again, I just nodded and followed. Ever since I agreed, dad asked, I saw mom and she was always fighting. I even heard my mother scream that night, and our room was all soundproof.

The day we were waiting for arrived, the group of wealthy families arrived at our house. I peeked out of the window of the room, which happened to be my room in front.

I didn't expect them to be so rich, even some fancy cars lined up on our side of the road and our yard.

According to bi talia they are the father's business partner. Mr. Hartawan was a friend of my father when High School until now.

After a few moments, I was called to join. It feels like my dag dig dug. I didn't expect to get married this way.

After a while, chatting with them, I was invited by a man, to chat with him. According to my father, it was Mas Amar, my future husband.

I followed her steps, towards the courtyard, we chatted there, her attitude was so cute and cold. He didn't even look at me.

"Before we get married, I have a condition for you."

"Huh? Terms?"

"Are you deaf?"

"sorry. Why are there conditions? I should have given you the conditions."

"Silent. I don't need your babble. The point is, once you become my wife, none of our families should interfere. Our business later."

"But why?"

"I told you, I don't want anyone interfering with our household. Is it less clear? And now tell me what the shayt from you."

"Yes clear. Can I still work? I mean, can I still teach?"

"Forget about teaching that, you stayed home with my mama. And your job is to just spend money on me. Understand."

"But ..."

"There is no rejection."

"Huff the base of the stone head."

He just passed away, still digesting all his words. How could I live with a man like this? I never even dreamed of marrying a man like him. Ahhhhh I'm so fucking.

After we sat back down, apparently the parents were already planning our wedding, we got married next Sunday. And I and my family do not have to bother anymore to prepare everything.

The application process was over, I was given a lot of shipping and of course expensive. Even though I was born into a wealthy family, I don't really like expensive things. For me simplicity alone is enough to make me happy.

Different from dinda. The son of Aunt Intan he always bought and scattered scattering money om Aldi.

After they came home, I opened the shipment one by one. However, of the many available shipments, my eyes were fixed with a box of sleepwear.

But it seems, more precisely it is a lingerie that is very ****. It could even be said to just close my bottom, god. Who has an idea like this? What is my future in-law? Or my future husband? Malunya.

Ting ...

One message came into my phone, but I don't know who sent it, because it's a new number.

["How's her lingerie? Like no?"]

I frowned wonder who sent me a message like this?

["Who is this?"] Send.

Ting ...

["I'm Amar. I bought it on purpose, and I hope that after we're legal, on the first night you wear it."]

I frowned, did Amar send me a message? Where does he have my number? Whereas, just now while chatting away, he was reluctant to look at me.

Did he want this wedding, or not? Why is he behaving like this to me?

Our wedding day is getting closer, there are already many people working, to decorate and prepare everything.

Our wedding was on the title, you had a party, in my old residence. Only then at my in-laws' house.

Many kasak kusuk, neighbors who asked this prihal, some even gossiped, that I had been pregnant first by

In fact, let alone going out of the house I only teach, and to the market. The rest of me stayed home.

Who wants to marry a man, who is temperamental and even often gambles, and does not work. Although he is the son of a businessman but at least he must have his own savings, and work.

"Alah .. most of you are pregnant first with that young man. Aye right?" Mom asked, when she saw me out of the house.

"Sorry Miss Vira. I'm not pregnant, even I'm a virgin."

"It is a lie, this is why you rejected my son, because you chose that very rich man. See you'll regret it later, for rejecting my son." God, what else is this? Why does mom Vira not stop bothering me? Do I have to follow the requirements of mas amar? To stay in her house? I don't even know what kind of house he has.

Day after day passed, my marriage was getting closer, there was no communication between me and Mas Damar.

Everything is done by people workers om Hartawan, how will be my household. I don't know, but I hope he doesn't act as well as I do.

According to what I heard, he was a young CEO, if that's the case, maybe later I can apply at one of his companies. Because I don't want to just stay quiet, at home doing nothing. Even Mas Amar, did not allow the whole family to interfere in our household.

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After marriage

Today I went home to my in-laws, it felt like dag dig dug when I was leaving my father. I'm worried if I don't get it there, luna. Shocked when I heard I was getting married. Because I have never brought a man or even introduced a man to anyone in this house, unlike my sister. He no longer counted how many men he had brought home, not in the sense that he was cheap*n the same thing as in the story papa at that time.

Papa told me that there used to be a stepmother whose mother always changed partners, even downhill to her child. Until brothers and sisters die because one of them is obsessed

I've been at the in-laws' house for three days. Everything is going on as usual, nothing is different. My mother-in-law was very nice, but Amar did not allow them to interfere with our household affairs.

Before we left, all the relatives gathered together even Dinda and Arkana mas also exist. They are the children of aunt Intan and om Aldi.

The parents were gathered in the living room, while me and the others were in the living room. We chatted whatever it was. Until the moment when mbak dinda spoke and everything in there was instantly silent.

"Wulans. Your husband is so handsome, don't you like him?"

"What do you mean?"

"I like your husband Wulan, I know you're married because you're forced to. So let me try to fill your husband's heart."

At once everyone was surprised by Nadia's words. She is indeed very beautiful.

"Are you already gil? He is the husband of Mbak Wulan, it is not appropriate that you want to take the husband of your own brother." Arkana.

"The bill is mbak. Why are you trying to destroy my kaka household?"

"I'm not trying to destroy it. I'm just trying to save her from a household they don't want. That's just nothing more."

"But sorry mbak. No matter how my household goes, I will keep my husband."

I can't believe what you just said. I really didn't expect a famous model to want to be an actor in her own sibling's household.

"Wulans. Come here son, your husband invites us to your new home. And take the others first."  Call mom. Finally, Mas Amar took me to my father-in-law's house. This is the beginning of my household story that we absolutely do not want. I hope that Amar doesn't do anything beyond normal.

"Good ma'am. Come on, let's get our deck over there. Ma'am and mas Arkana."

We walked to the front room. My mother-in-law is already waiting for my arrival with a sincere smile.

"Bismillah. God, I wish I could live this house well. Aamiin's." I said in my heart.

"Dear come here." Call mamy-in-law. I approached her. However, before that I glanced at Dinda, looking from the glare of her eyes that she did not like this scene.

"Honey. Later if it's at home mamy, you don't hesitate son." I just nod.

We all went to my in-laws' house, except for Dinda. He did not participate he said there was a shooting schedule that I did not know if it was true or not.

The distance between the mother-in-law's house and the mother's house is not far. We finally arrived. Really this house is not much different from the house of papa. I hope I feel at home in this house.

We stepped inside, my mother-in-law was holding hands. According to the father-in-law, if they really want a daughter. But dear God did not give it to the two of them, and only Amar was the only descendant of Mthey

I was introduced to the workers in this house, mother and father and others said goodbye to go home, because they had another agenda. Now I'm the only stranger in this house. However, arriving, Mas Amar and father-in-law had a mouth fight. Mamy and I just quietly listened, when I wanted to invite mas amar to stop arguing. Mamy shook his head at me, so I wouldn't do that.

"Oh yeah. Don't forget yes. Dad and Mamy don't ever interfere with my household. Now I'm married so I can have it all, right?"

"Can't be so, son. Even though you've married Wulan, but not necessarily you can have this whole thing."

"How could it be dad? It's not like you said I should get married if you want to have it all."

"You must give us grandchildren first, then you will get all these treasures."

"What?" Say me and Mas Amar simultaneously.

"What the hell are you following in shock." He said to me, but I was really shocked.

"How can I impregnate a man I don't love. I'll give you a grandson but not from him. Except from the one I love."

"Perse**n with all that Amar. I will not approve of your relationship with Alexa. She's not a good woman either amar."

"Nrp ..." Mas Amar shouted, he walked away from me who was still staring at his anger. But suddenly he turned his head towards me and shouted until I was shocked.

"Are you going to stay there? Come quickly, and come with me into the room. I'm gonna get you pregnant." Said loudly.

"Huh?"

"Quick I said, are you deaf?"

"Be good." I turned to my father and mamy, they just smiled at the boy who said that. I say goodbye to them, and follow Amar walking towards the room.

Arriving in there. My heart is like being broken. I was afraid that what he said would really happen. He went into the bathroom and I just sat on the edge of the bed. Soon he came out with his wet hair and, my God, he was so nice.

This is the first time I've seen a man's body this close.

"What look? Don't you think I'll do it to you. I just don't want my parents to talk much, you hear everything yourself, do you?"

"D-yes."

"Rapidly shower clean your already dirty body .." I walked towards the bathroom.

"Wait .." I stopped my steps.

"Listen here yeah. Even though we're in one room. But you don't expect me to touch you. You sleep in a bed in that room and I sleep in my own bed." Amar pointed at one of the rooms. Which seems to be a book reading room because it is involved in a lot of books that are neatly arranged. I nodded and went into the bathroom, to clean myself up. Not to forget also I brought a change of clothes, so that mas Amar could not see everything.