The Macau Love Story
Part 1 (Wedding)

Dinner

"We're married" he said

Two words that made me look up. I found her face that shone with a look full of dilemmas. It's something I never expected before.

Filling the lungs with a little more oxygen, filling my head as if demanding to dive into his dark net. Trying to find an excuse for what the man said to me at dinner.

"Why do you want to marry me?" We just met"

"I just don't want to hurt you, that's all" she said with her hands clasping on the table.

Perhaps this man had such a heavy burden, yet it was as if he remained strong before everyone.

"I think you bought me just to be made a slave to your lust"

"Am I that big in your eyes?"

"Because from the beginning I looked at you as such a man" I said with the courage I forced.

"I did, and the mistake, never ceases to regret" he replied calmly, leaving me not surprised at all.

"Why did you ask me to get married? there are a lot of women in this country, why me?"

"You know, as bad as a man, he would choose a good woman to be a companion to life" she replied, who had no idea what her facial expression was like, because I was still bowing my head.

"If you're afraid of hurting me" I said with my heart back beating. "why not let go of me, I'm not as good as you think I am"

I saw with my tail he smiled.

"I've spent a lot of money to buy you, you think I have nothing to lose by just letting you go?" He said, with an eyebrow raised by one, and my mouth immediately clenched when he saw it.

"But you can do something else against me"

"you mean? besides marrying you?"

I nodded my head in response, making her smile again.

"Are you accepting this marriage, or am I making a bet to gamble?"

Hearing the choice tucked away by a threat, my face heated up and anxious.

"I'll make sure your life will be more heartbreaking, if you reject me"

Not yet receding my anxiety, I returned wrapped in more fear. Trying to swallow the saliva, and finally with a heavy heart, I chose to accept the proposal.

"With one condition" I said firmly, enduring the pain that suddenly appeared.

"What?"

"You will make me the only woman you sleep with"

Maybe my request seems excessive, or even too confident, but I hope, the conditions I submit will be shackles that then make him tired and will release me.

"If I break it?"

"I'll leave you" I replied trying to calm down.

"Alright" he said slowly, but did not necessarily make my heart slow beating when hearing additional sentences. "I'll make you love me, so you can't turn your back on me.

How could I love an arrogant man like you.

Inhaling deeply, hoping to reduce stifled anger. I tried to stare at the man in front of me, but somehow, a sudden sense of anxiety enveloped me. Silent, and did not dare to speak, because from then on his black bead was not diverted from me.

"We go home now" he said, standing up "I'll take you to Clara's apartment"

I slowly breathed a sigh of relief while assuring.

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"Why so fast?" I put both my hands down there.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Love" I reply spontaneously.

"Love will grow slowly" He put both hands in his pants pocket, as if trying to strengthen his opinion.

"But without love, we won't get happiness" I said, "Sorry I'm in first" saying, bringing the choice I've made.

Just as I was about to turn around, she suddenly held me back by gripping my wrist "What kind of happiness do you want?" he asked flatly "You'll have a lot of money if you marry me, I think that's enough for a measure of a woman's happiness"

I was really astonished at her saying "But my happy size isn't it?"

"Then?"

"You should know"

I saw him frown "What do you mean family?" follow it with a relaxed gesture.

It seemed like he was a good mind reader, he could instantly guess what I wanted. I wanted a family, where I missed a warm society.

"What does family mean in your eyes?"

My heart suddenly shook, not because of the question, but because he was standing very close, even his breath felt warm to my face.

With such an uneroded distance, my heart felt like it wanted to scream. "Even your own family sells you for a very high price" he continued with a wry smile.

I was made to hold my breath because his nose almost touched my nose. I gulped and tried to normalize my expression "And my family" he said touching my neck "Destroyed by my own father"

Our pair of eyes stared at each other "Then what do you expect from a family?" the question made me grow up.

Silent for a few moments, I was made not warty.

"If the family has hurt us, what do you expect from Nayla's family?" he repeated and raised his voice a little.

"I'm..."

I haven't been able to answer, my sentence has been cut by him "From you looking for an excuse" he said casually "It's better to prepare yourself to marry me next week" he said while twisting my hair.

Two seconds, though,

My heart was relieved when Clara opened the apartment door. A woman of my age who became her friend and cousin.

"Look in" he ordered.

I also said and immediately left two people who were likely to talk about my marriage.

In the room, my chest was like being hit by tons of things, a sense of tightness spread to the nasal cavity. I never thought I would marry a man I didn't love. The man is quiet, yet firm and enigmatic. I am confused about my own destiny.

My daydream was broken when I heard the knocking of the door.

"It's a suitcase full of clothes for you" Clara said, as I opened the door "If there's anything else you need, tell me"

"Thank you" I replied that was not responded by him.

"Wait" I said quickly holding back his steps.

Clara turned around with a full-sighted look "What's wrong?"

"Can you explain the Pandu family to me?"

"Not my domain tell me about his privacy, if you want to know, ask him directly"

I closed the door to my room in disappointment that my curiosity was not fulfilled. Sighing quietly, I rushed into the bathroom to clean myself up.

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