
"Sir."
The doctor knocked on Joan's room door this morning.
Joan pulled it from the inside. "Come in, Doc!"
The doctor opened the door, approached Joan, who was sitting behind him.
"Sir Joan, what are you doing this early in the morning?" the doctor stood next to Joan.
"I'm painting, Doc." Joan finished her painting. The doctor gasped, his two eyes centered on the figure of a shady-eyed girl sitting holding a white rose and slightly staring up.
"Who are you painting, sir?" ask the doctor to know.
"The girl I like, Doc. How, is she pretty?"
The doctor smiled and replied, "Beautiful and graceful, but it doesn't seem like she's from-"
"She's a girl from the Asian continent, Doc." Joan pointed at her mobile phone screen and showed the islands where the State of Arum was located.
"Mr Joan, you love her too much. You know, he won't be able to get married and get into the Veldemort family" said his Personal Doctor.
"If you don't try, you won't know the outcome. Now can the doctor help me wrap it up?" Joan pointed at the large crackle on the table.
"Gentleman, where do you want to send this painting?" ask the doctor to take the black crackle.
"I want to send her, I'm sure my girl would love to get this surprise, Doc."
Joan could not escape looking at Arum's painting. The doctor sighed harshly looking at the glare of his patient who had a talent for painting. If it could be sold, it would probably make billions of dollars.
Once wrapped, the painting is placed on the table. Joan was taken out of the room by the doctor. The paralyzed man sat alone in front of the TV watching his doctor contact someone to bring the painting.
Television screens broadcast a grand wedding taking place at King Ed's Palace. Joan could see media crews highlighting a man being led up the wedding altar. Rayden was clearly recognized. The figure of the man was gallant, and the shapely man had defeated him.
"Mr Joan, soon someone will bring the painting. Do you want to start chemotherapy?" the doctor approached him.
"Later, Doc. Let me see my sister's wedding first, it's a happy moment to see her getting married." Joan delayed her time, not feeling her tears want to fall. He's happy, very happy. But he did not know that today there would be a wounded heart.
"I wondered who the empress would be standing by Mr. Rayden's side" the doctor muttered.
"Together, Doc. I'm also impatient" said Joan. Suddenly, both of them fell into shock when the sound of falling objects broke their curiosity.
"My painting?"
The doctor rushed Joan's wheelchair back to the room. The two missed the figure of a sister-in-law who was walking on the red carpet towards the wedding altar. Arum was seen there using a disguise and standing in front of Rayden. Everyone knows the wife of Lord Rayden Zardkizel, a Mafia princess from Arleya.
Princess Arumi Charleya.
The name is also disguised for the safety of Arum and Kamelia. Both were officially a couple tied by love and an official wedding rope. The people present cheered the happiness of the two brides.
Kriiheet!
DEG!
Joan was silent, her painting was already lying on the floor. The doctor wanted to pick it up but suddenly the painting moved.
"Ah, what is it?" shocked The doctor screamed.
Ciiit.ciiit...
Joan is shocked to see that the culprits are two big rats who want to steal her paintings.
"Bedebba! How dare you two! I'm gonna burn you guys, ha!" said Joan snapping. Hearing Joan's clumsiness, the two rats ran into a small hole under the table. The doctor took Joan's painting immediately. Seen at the end of the crackle has been bitten to tear.
"Huftt.. almost the painting is damaged," hela Doctor was relieved.
"Give it to me, Doc!" Joan took the painting and hugged it to her chest, squeezed her fists tightly and told the Doctor to call the hotel service.
"It turns out that these two rats like my girl, can't anyone else be my love rival?" joan was upset.
If Joan had known, her real rival would have been her own sister. I don't know what he'll feel? Joan came out with the painting, she handed it to someone to take the painting to Arum, precisely to Barsha Palace.
Joan went back to the TV front, she was immediately moody because the two brides were not highlighted by the media.
"Haiss, that sucks!" hiss Joan was even more upset not to see the face of her sister-in-law. He began chemotherapy with the doctor. I don't know how long he's been in Paris.
'I hope Arum reads the letter and sees my painting.'
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The wedding was over, and Arum was in the bridal chamber. Seen on the bed filled with red roses. Arum sat still wearing his wedding dress. He waited for Rayden to enter the room.
"Thank God everything went well. The evil father and mother-in-law did not suspect me." Arum stroked the chest. He also remembered the wrinkled face of King Edward and Queen Mariam who were still young. 'Em.. about not ageless anyway, you could say he is still young according to his age. But strangely, why would he want to marry King Ed who was much older than him? He must have married for the throne! Aunt Barsha is right, Queen Mariam is very cunning.' Arum mutters and thinks about it and then drops back. Arum looked up.
Busy pondering over something, Arum unknowingly a circle of tears fell onto his cheek. The girl changed her white dress and went into the bathroom. She cleans makeup and washes her face. Not left behind, he berwudhu solemnly. After that, Arum did not feel immediately crying, her tears rolled down her cheeks again. Arum was disgusted at himself. Feeling an insulted girl who gets happiness through the wrong path. It was as if he was a miserable slave. He hurried to get a set of faces in the closet. Grateful, he was able to pray on the first night of his wedding.
Arum closed his eyes, offering a prayer of forgiveness for him and Rayden.
"Oh my God, I ask nothing more of you, I just want the husband I love and our son to live together until death do us part, let the three of us gather together happily under the auspices of your forgiveness, aamiin."
Arum spilled all his cries. He did not know whether his prayer had arrived, but he was sure in his heart that God loved his servant who truly repented. He was seen trying fervently in prayer, making Rayden who entered the room so surprised to see his wife was a Muslim.
The sky-blue-eyed man was silent. His right hand began to clench tightly.
DEG!
Arum gasped after rising from the prayer mat, the man who had officially become her husband was looking at her with a sharp look.
"Mas Ray," Arum hurriedly folded his alphabet and then wanted to release the white face. He was worried that Rayden would get angry, but just wanting to let go, Rayden came forward giving him a hug. So tight that Arum had trouble moving.
Five seconds of crying broke out. Arum gasped, the cry coming from Rayden.
"Ma-mas Rayden, I-I-" said Arum, worried.
"I'm sorry" said Rayden, now releasing Arum. Both of the men's eyes were already glazed over.
"I mean Ray, what?"
"Stupid, why don't you ever tell me that you're a Muslim!" rayden hugged her back.
"I thought you were-" added Rayden to stop.
"I'm what, Mas?" Arum wiped Rayden's tears.
"I thought you were Atheist,"
DEG!
Arum was silent for a moment, making Rayden embrace him again.
"I'm sorry I thought bad of you, I'm sorry I got you involved in my life, I'm sorry I ruined your life, Arum,"
Arum lowered his head, he squeezed the end of his face.
"Why does Mas Ray think I am, Atheist?" asked Arum with teary eyes.
"I see despair in your eyes, I think you're the same as me, Baby" Rayden replied, pulling Arum to the edge of the bed. Rayden also told me that he was a person who did not believe in God, unlike members of the Mafia who still adhered to religion. That was why he so casually slaughtered his enemies and did not fear death or sin that he committed.
Even though he is not religious, he still has a heart to respect the followers of other religions, especially Muslims. Rayden is very guilty, very, very guilty. He remembered his mother's message not to hurt a girl like Arum.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry."
Rayden hugged Arum. The girl smiled and clasped Rayden's hand, giving a small nod.
Rayden sobbed like a child. He told me about his mother hitting his butt hard because when Rayden was a child, he once threw a stone at his Muslim friend.
"You're not gonna hit me, are you, Baby?" lirih Rayden looks adorable. Arum laughed and nodded, whispering something into her husband's ear.
Rayden fell into shock and immediately nodded his head.
"Surely you want?" ask Arum to make sure.
"Well," replied Rayden stammeringly.
"Don't want to unbox tonight?" ask Arum again.
"Well unboxing? It's been 2 months, Baby." Rayden came back cheerful and pinched Arum's nose squash.
"Know it?" lirih Arum.
"Confirm, Baby!" cetus Rayden's.
"Puft. but I'm still a layman," Arum's laughter was amused to see the look on her husband's upset face.
"Learning from the Wife does not matter, later we will learn from the experts. Now what do I teach religion" said Rayden smiling. Such a sweet smile made Arum fixated.
"Alright, I let go first-mukenah-"
"Don't, here I hug my beautiful wife first," Rayden held Arum from behind. The girl rolled her eyeballs looking at Rayden's spoiled behavior. The two learn together tonight and pass by it with the warmth of love and compassion. Rayden kissed Arum's forehead who had fallen asleep and then went down to kiss Arum's stomach. The blue-eyed man sat stroking his wife's stomach.
"I'm sorry Papa has made Mama sick, Papa promises to take care of you." Rayden lay down next to Arum. Hugging my beloved wife.
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Okay guys... Explain what their religion is. Because in f4cebook some people ask what religion Rayden and Arum? although this is just a fiction story hopefully we can take wisdom and throw away the negatives🤧I'm sorry if there are many mistakes in writing and in this story.
I'm sorry I didn't detail her second marriage. If you want to know, you check on the gooogle how the Mafia wedding party is. Keep favorites, likes, and comments yes. Because this story still continues😘okay see you in the next part.
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