Contract To Your Heart

Chapter 3

" This is Nadia and she has agreed to marry your son," Aunt Risa says and i look at her, surprised.

WHAT?!! SINCE WHEN?

Aunt Risa gives me a stern look and whispers in my ear.

" don't you dare say anything to disagree with this marriage," she threatens me. I look down at my hands. Aunt Risa kicks me under the table and nods her head toward the family sitting in front of us. I lift my eyes from my hand and look up. I see a man about the age of my uncle and his wife sitting next to him. Then my eyes travel to the guy. He was sitting next to his mom, looking bored. His hair was in a quiff hairstyle and his chocolate brown eyes were looking at me. As soon as our eyes met, i dropped my gaze.

"assalamualaikum," (peace be upon you) i greet them.

"waalaikumsalam," (peace be unto you) his mom greets me. After that i just sit there while the adults talked.

How did it all come to this. I can't even say no to them. I don't want to get married yet, i still have to finish my study and i have exam coming up. I can't get married right now. i just can't. This is not how i imagined to get married. Even if we do get divorced after 4 months, who will marry me after that? Nobody will marry someone who has already been married.

I felt someone's gaze on me and i look up to see the guy looking at me with anger. I quickly looked away. Damn, he is getting angry just by looking at my face. That is NOT a good beginning.

Unable to handle the suffocated feeling in this room filled with people, i decided to excuse myself. Aunt Risa was giving me death glares as i pick up the empty tray and walk out of the room. I exhaled loudly once i was out. I walk into the bathroom and slam the door shut. I just stood there in front of the mirror looking at myself. I looked helpless. The dream with my mom and dad came back to me. My eyes filled with tears and i started crying.

How much longer do i have to suffer?

Few minutes later, i flush my face with water and then dry it. i get out of the bathroom and was heading back to my room when i bumped into a hard chest. I look up to see him standing there.

" watch where you're going," He says in a rude voice.

"Excuse me?"

" you are excused"

Unbelievable!

"Mind you...you are in MY house, don't talk to me like that," i snap.

"Really?" He pretended to scratch his head. " since when did orphans start owning houses?" Emphasizing on the word "orphans".

I stare at him in shock. How can someone be so rude. "You are disgusting,"

"Blah blah blah, cut the bullshit,"

"It pouring out of your mouth, maybe you should shut it," i say.

" don't talk back to me...and also, say no to this proposal," he says.

"what?" i say.

" I said say no...i don't want to marry you," His angry gaze stared into my eyes.

"I don't want to marry you either," I respond.

" great, that sounds like a sweetheart...they are waiting for your answer, so go say no," He says.

" it's not as simple as you think..." i Whisper.

" I don't care how hard it is, i want you to go say No, if you don't say it out of your own mouth my parents will still take it as a yes," His voice was raising. With that, he walks into the room next to mine.