Chapter 3 UNEXPECTED MARRIAGE

"Smile!" Rayyan threatened in a whisper when he saw the look on the face of the girl who had now officially become his wife and kept her head down.

Although forced, the girl chose to review a smile at the camera. Photographers are increasingly arriving and taking pictures of two pairs of people in the aisle.

Ayana gripped her wedding dress tightly when Rayyan grabbed her waist so tenderly. The black suit he wore gave off a dignified impression, fitting perfectly on his well-built body. He brought Ayana to mingle with the guests.

Ayana felt unworthy to be in that crowd. She was like a commoner being surrounded by conglomerates.

"Congratulations on your wedding, Rayyan. Your wife looks beautiful and elegant, finally, your taste has improved." The young man replied with a glass of wine in his hand.

At first glance, it sounded like a joke, but Ayana saw a streak of dislike on Rayyan's face.

"Shut the fucking mouth of yours, Morgan. You think that's funny?" he replied stabbing slowly.

"Oh wow, I didn't mean to offend you. Relax, this is just a joke. I was just shocked when I heard you married a girl other than Diana. Have you broken up with her yet?"

Ayana listened quietly. Rayyan's colleague seemed to be deliberately testing his patience. The proof was that he kept provoking privacy from Rayyan, he didn't like it.

Morgan pulled a faint smile when he realized Rayyan was falling into his trap.

"By the way, I like your picture. Is that the reason you decided to get married soon? Ah, that's for sure, right? Relationships feel better when they're in bed," he said with an annoying look.

She looked down shyly. This man is just talking nonsense. He said without looking at the situation.

Rayyan chuckled sarcastically. "None of your business."

Ayana watched Rayyan's hardened jaw, how patiently he was holding back the anger that had raged so fiercely. Ayana bit her inner lip when she felt Rayyan's hand that was still on her waist squeezing it tightly.

She wanted so badly to calm the man down. But fear still overcame him. For her, Rayyan is a terrible figure.

"I'll be there in a bit."

Ayana stared at Rayyan's back away from the crowd. He walked at a fast tempo as if he was in a hurry to meet someone. Ayana was silent with a question mark mind.

The girl backed away from Rayyan's colleagues who intended to introduce her. She was a little uncomfortable when she saw the look in their eyes staring at her wildly. Honestly, Ayana doesn't understand why there are people like that.

Ayana wanted to catch up with Rayyan, she felt like she was being abandoned. But just a step away, someone suddenly patted her on the back from behind. He is Roy, father-in-law.

"Where's Rayyan, Ayana?" he asked in a soft voice.

Ayana shook her head as her eyes moved to find the figure of the man. "He said he was leaving for a while, it seemed he was meeting someone, Dad," she explained.

"Really? Can you catch up with him soon? He has to host company colleagues," Roy asked.

Ayana nodded obediently. "I'll catch up with him. Daddy just wait."

The girl in the dress that looked elegant walked through the crowd of guests. She released a smile when her gaze met with the invitees. Ayana then turned following the direction Rayyan had gone earlier.

"Come on, I don't love her. Besides, you know this is just a forced marriage."

The voice that sounded unfamiliar succeeded in stopping Ayana's steps. She peeked from behind the wall and saw two human figures at the end of the hotel hall.

The man hugs the woman's body from behind tenderly. Ayana couldn't see her face clearly, what was certain was that the man who was hugging tightly was her husband, Rayyan.

For some reason, seeing that Ayana's soul immediately felt empty. This marriage was indeed carried out by force, then what would she expect?

"But after all, you are already her husband. You betrayed me, Rayyan," said the woman in a disappointed tone.

"You are still the lover that I love, Diana. She means nothing to me. That cheap girl is just a parasite and a source of trouble. Come on, don't keep sulking like this. Sooner or later, when the time comes I will divorce her immediately."

Nyess.

It sucks, my God. Ayana covered her mouth to hold back the sobs that pushed out. Her heart ached when she heard those words come out of Rayyan's mouth.

She didn't even understand. She knows this is just a marriage that doesn't involve feelings of love in it. But why is she crying? Isn't it even better that Rayyan will divorce her soon? But what woman isn't hurt when she hears her husband calling her a parasite? The source of the problem?

How bad is God's destiny for her?

What's even more disgusting is when Ayana gets wet, the two humans do intimate things in front of her own eyes. What a terrible sight on her wedding day.

***

In the bathroom, Ayana sighed in frustration when she couldn't open the dress she was wearing. She was so annoyed that she had intended to cut it off, whatever it was as long as the clothes were detached from her body.

The sound of banging on the door urged Ayana to get out. The girl gulped harshly when she knew who the hell did that.

"How long are you going to be in there? Hurry up, I'm also going to take a shower. You think this bathroom is the only one you can use?" Rayyan was furious.

Inside, Ayana closed her eyes in fear. She turned the bathroom door hinge slowly, slightly showing herself from the gap in the door.

"Sorry, but can you help me?" she asked sounding resigned.

Rayyan only displays a flat expression.

"My dress won't open. Can you help me get the springs down?" added Ayana.

Ayana feels worried when Rayyan never responds. Though she hoped that the man would help her.

"If you can't, I won't eat-"

"Where? Before I change my mind," he interrupted.

She quickly opened the door wide. She turned around so Rayyan could easily move her. It didn't take long, he managed to lower the spring of the dress Ayana was wearing.

"So-"

"You're a bother!" Rayyan hissed.

Ayana's mouth suddenly closed tightly. Reluctant to make a sound, the girl went back inside to finish cleaning. But Rayyan's voice suddenly made her body petrify again.

"Even your body doesn't interest me in the slightest. Your expectations are high, then you try to seduce me with your dress alibi that can't be opened? Come on, no matter what, you're still a slut, Ayana."

God, is it this painful?

Ayana's face dropped. Her fingers squeezed the dress she was wearing tightly. Rayyan's words hit the deepest recesses of her heart.

The man's words were venomous. Every sentence he uttered contains poison that can pierce the chest.

Her life feels sad. Even now she can't move in front of Rayyan. Her mouth seemed to be tightly closed, her tongue felt sore unable to speak.

"Until whenever you are the cause of bad luck coming into my life. The parasite," Rayyan hissed, walking away from Ayana in silence.

Drops of water suddenly rolled down Ayana's cheeks. She wiped it with a hoarse sobbing sound. She closed the bathroom door slowly, her back leaning, but for a moment inched down to the floor.

Ayana was crying silently. She desperately held back the sound of her sobs not being heard until they came out. Her face was full of red and puffy.

"Is this how bad fate is towards me?"

Continued...