Forced Marriage Lightning

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Summer had come, the cold of winter seemed to disappear when the change of season began on December. Many types of summer flowers bloomed in this hot weather, even a lot of people had already scheduled outdoor vacations on weekends.

Vacation!? The word felt very inappropriate when being presented to a man with big boss's appearance, he was sitting in his director's chair arrogantly. The man was Skandar Alexander Hemingway. He was the heir of the Chagall Corporation, a large electronics company in Australia. He was too handsome apparently, but it was nothing when discussing his character in understanding and forgiving negligence. Skandar Hemingway was perfectionist so much by a hundred percent.

The mature man flipped his files of agreement with a chief of consigner, he had planned to do a contract review with his company this month. He had been doing this for thirty minutes ago, Skandar always did everything carefully. When he was finding unusual clues, he was getting excited. The Hemingway's lips grinned upward. It was true that Skandar had just found something. Did they try to manipulate him?

Skandar pressed the telephone button on his desk. His new secretary did not immediately receive the call. The man snorted, this was the second call, and the call was not connected again. If the third call was not connected, he would send a warning letter to his staff, was there a secretary who treated her CEO like this? Skandar closed the receiver's call roughly, it had a sound like it had just been slammed.

After that, the door opened and showed a girl who was dressed very minimally in a dark brown blazer, she came to run towards his desk. The girl who was lacking in dress material was her new secretary, Sakagawa Sana.

"I don't ask you to come here, Ms. Sakagawa. I just call you." The CEO quipped her.

"I'm sorry, sir, I must inform you something, there is an important guest who is looking for you now." The girl seemed to apologize to him every second.

"I have told you, I will not accept any guests today." Said Skandar. The man opened his file again, he scratched a few check lists on his paper.

"But Mr. Hemingway. She will be angry." The Japanese girl whispered panicky. Was his secretary a Japanese girl? Yes, she was a Japanese girl. Skandar was hiring a girl from Japan as his new secretary.

"Who!? Who will scold me? Ask her coming tomorrow!" Skandar growled.

"Sir, she will rebuke me and Mr. Hemingway then...."

"Who is your boss now? Scolding me, who is she?"

Skandar thought, was there his office staff who knew if he was busy at this time? How much his time had been wasted, because of his stupid staff? It was not the day after yesterday, not that day. The day before yesterday was even worse than today. He got loss because of him. Thinking about it, Skandar wanted to pull his stupid branch manager's tie again.

"I, I will scold you!"

A woman suddenly walked in, she brought a luxury maroon bag which symbolized how the woman's socialite was! Of course, the hand bag was a limited edition international bag from a well-known fashion brand, Hermes.

The woman had a rude gaze which was far from how gentle a woman was! The woman was giving glare to the girl whom forbade her to come into her son's office.

"Go away! Close the door!" Said the woman who was responded by the girl obediently.

"Japanese girl, do you employ Japanese girl, dear? Expatriate workers income tax isn't cheap if you have known." His mom was very fussy, it was his mother's character! Skandar rolled his eyes lazily.

"Expatriate workers must know that personal income tax in this country is determined through a self-assessment scheme. Non-resident tax payers will only be liable to pay personal income tax for the income they earn here. So, it is not my obligation to pay their tax. Stop arranging small things like this, Mom!" Scolded Skandar.

"However, why can she not buy more material dress?" Skandar breathed heavily to hear how fussy his mommy was!

His mother would protest against another small things, it was fortunate that the woman had son whom was as patient as her son. Skandar was just patient for his parents, meanwhile he was so pathetic when it talked about his employees, and his level of work ethic almost even defeated the Japanese invaders.

Skandar stood up from his chair, and walked towards the guest chair at the side of his office. He invited his mommy to sit down too. The Hemingway woman followed her son and sat down on the soft chair. His Hermes bag was still on his lap.

"Where is your girlfriend dear son? Mom's been waiting for her since yesterday. "

Skandar would have sat on the one of other chairs if his mommy did not say his sacred word. The mature man tried to see on his office's portrait, he was very sluggish to talk about it now. For three weeks, he was asked for those questions, such as "Where is your girlfriend? Your fiancée? Your future wife?" from almost all over side of his home. How loony it was, all of his family were insane!

"Last week I didn't introduce Mom to her. Mom have refused her. "

Skandar tried to remind his mother. The Hemingway man rested his feet for a while. He moved his gaze to the large windows on the tenth floor of his office. He wanted to escape himself from the very sensitive issue for him lately.

"Am I crazy to let my eldest son marrying the bitch?" Skandar's mommy reproved her son.

"She's not a bitch, Mom, she's my friend. Mom has already known her family, right? "

"No, you will fail your grandfather's testament if you choose the girl. The largest bar company's daughter in Victoria, Huh? Liquors are their all goods. Oh my God, this kid, is your brain bad to to judge good women?"

Narcissa Hemingway squeezed her beautiful forehead, at the age of nearly fifty-five, the woman still looked very beautiful in her age. There was no wonder, Skandar Alexander Hemingway had charming looking like that. But once more, you should never judge all members of the Hemingway family by their looks. Because both Skandar and his mother had same warning, very picky.

There was a testament from Skandar's grandfather that his grandson-in-law had to get married this month, this year. It was very easy at first, Narcissa Hemingway's son was the ideal son-in-law of all of citizen and socialite levels in Australia, wasn't he? On the contrary hand, Skandar Hemingway was too stupid and dumb when it came to maximizing his youth. His son had not been even on date any decent women.

And last week, her smart and stupid son invited a girl who looked very bitch according to her appearance. There was no good girl who looked sexy and vulgar when they met their parents. Her mother-in-law, Skandar's grandma, almost got a heart attack to look at her.

"Mom can assume Sana as my next fiancée after this." Skandar said casually.

"Who is Sana?" asked his mommy soon.

"My new secretary earlier." Skandar smirked on his mother.

"You are mischievous kid! Skandar Alexander Hemingway, do you want your name to be removed from our family line?" Her mother screamed frustrated.

Skandar, could his ear be just pulled little and be done? Her son did not seem to listen her words seriously, it caused Narcissa even being annoyed more. Watch out if his son still took a potty girl and claimed her as his future son-in-law. Mrs. Hemingway was still exasperated about her son's behaviour.

Narcissa rose from her chair, Skandar looked at her strangely. It was unusual for his mommy to leave quickly, he would usually get a lecture class from his Mommy. A class before she went home. Skandar raised his black eyebrows, he was shocked when he got his mother's grin on purpose.

"There is dinner at our house tonight, come home on time!" Said his mother. "Mom has taken decision, I shall choose your fiancée, it's final, and there is no interference."

"WHAATT? MOMM!" Skandar glared to her.

The man immediately crushed his face by his large palms. Especially when he saw his mother whom had left his office soon. It was fact that his mother was more terrifying than his grandfather's will.

The man felt like he wanted to scream loudly if he thought about his fate for next four hours.

Skandar is pissed off now!

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At the Canberra Private High School

Canberra, Australia

"Don't you want to try it, Charisa?" Said a short haired girl to the round-eyed girl who was listening a song from her cell phone.

"What should I try?" Charisa Zwetta Davis, the girl turned a questioning look.

Anna, the girl gave a piece of green paper to the Davis girl. They had been friends since Charisa met her on their first day of school.

Charisa read the paper, it was a paper that containing a singing audition from a second tier agency in Australia. The girl's eyes shifted from the top to the bottom of the paper section, the audition was directly under the big agency which was on the rise at recent period, the only boy band that was currently famous under the agency's name. Charisa's Forehead contracted, she was like to take a conclusion.

"This agency was your father's office, right, Anna?" Charisa asked, her eyes were still reading on the green paper.

Anna cleared her throat, a sign that she said yes to her friend. The girl did not know that her father was the direct director, which Charisa knew that her father was just an ordinary staff there. After all, she was happy as Charisa's friend without the girl knowing her father's status. Anna Smith really appreciated people whom saw her as the usual Anna, and Charisa was included as one of those people.

"No, I don't want to, Anna."

"Why? Your voice is good, Char, didn't your brother allow you?" Asked Anna, she knew, since the girl's father died, her friend was taken care of by her brother.

"No... It's exhausting, sing and scream, it just makes me hungry." The long haired girl said innocently.

Anna immediately scratched her hair slowly, she was speechless. Anna almost forgot, if her friend was very slug in positive way. Charisa's cheerful and honest characteristics were what Anna like towards hers.

After that, they were waiting to be picked up by their respective families. Charisa might be picked up by her sister-in-law, as she remembered that it had already past her brother's break time. Anna had been picked up by her personal driver, but Charisa had not been picked up by her sister in law yet. A white car had just appeared in front of her school fence. Charisa recognized it as her sister-in-law's car.

"Sista..." Charisa shouted, she immediately pulled her backpack and ran towards the white car.

"How's your class, Char?" Her beautiful sister-in-law greeted her, Amanda.

"Fine, where are you going to, sista? Why do you make up so pretty like this?"

"Ohh, we're going to the boutique, Charisa. You must choose a new dress. "

"Dress for me? Will we have an event? "

"Yes, we have to hurry, we have no any time."

Charisa seemed as she was thinking about, what kind of party they were going to attend, so they had to buy a new dress at the boutique too. The round-eyed girl was silent when her sister-in-law was driving the car. Charisa opened her Line application, several her friends' messages came in, the young girl laughed by her cute rabbit teeth.

"Sista, my biology score is bad anymore, it's very difficult. I may get a remedy. Do babies come out from stomach? If they do not from there, where does he come out of?" Charisa asked suddenly. The young girl saw her sister whom looked shocked and embarrassed at her.

"Ahh... Come out of-" Amanda Davis' voice hung, the woman was confused to answer her young sister-in-law's question, it sounded that she taught many biology issues for her which she even was not the biology teacher.

"Do you not really know, Charisa? You can open it again in the reproduction chapter. It explains which parts of the body are used as human reproductions, such as for making babies. Something of that kind." Amanda grimaced, she was really not good in explaining this matter.

"Making a baby? What is it made of? "

The young girl was still staring on Amanda who already looked at her by those round eyes. Amanda found difficult case when an innocent school girl as Charisa gave her a question while she was focused on driving. It was more difficult than when she took a driving test to get her first driving license.

"Read your biology book again, Charisa! I am driving now." Amanda avoided to discuss the matter by her stiff laugh.

"It sounds like biology is an important science." Charisa's little grunt.

God, Noah!

Were you kidding? Did you command your innocent sister to get married?

Last year, when her father-in-law died, Amanda Davis thought that her father-in-law's will was just nonsense if there was a testament of matchmaking in the current era of globalization. Moreover, the family of their prospective in-laws also did not discuss the testament anymore. It was until last month, they received news from the family, if the family was serious about their testament, and they would be discussing the clarity of the will. Hopefully they did not, Amanda prayed at that time. She already loved Charisa like her own younger sister. She could not bear it if Charisa got young marriage like that.

Amanda almost cursed on her husband this morning, Noah Davis, he was alike giving her heart attack at the morning. How could her husband suddenly told her if his sister was going to marry this month, like it or not, Charisa would be married off. Amanda wanted to hit her husband's head, what did Noah not know how difficult to teach his innocent sister to think a bit mature?

"Ahh, I should buy the latest edition of biology book for Charisa then!" Said Amanda suddenly.

Charisa was startled, she was disgusted to read biology books again!

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The white and blue house was in a luxurious residential area in Northbourne Avenue, it looked busier than usual, and many servants were bringing lots of dishes. They put them on the long table in the dining room. A waiter brought a new plate and arranged it, after that another plate would be come and arranged beside others, and so on. Even though they had prepared it since two hours ago, but they hadn't finished yet.

A man just stared their activities lazily from the first floor's balcony. He deliberately put both hands into his trousers' pockets. His red shirt looked great with his tan skin. He had hoped that only one of his family members would behave normally, but his hopes seemed being useless at all. All his family seemed to conspire for torturing him tonight.

Skandar Alexander Hemingway, the man was waiting for his mother. However his mommy deliberately avoid him some time, she could read his mind certainly. Even though she took a long conversation with his grandmother. His mother was really annoying, Skandar groaned in annoyance to the woman whom had given birth to him into the world. Skandar was not in good mood to greet anyone, it caused his younger sister approached him cheerfully.

"Are you waiting for your future wife, bro? You look impatiently!" Teased his sister, Nancy Hemingway.

"I can't wait to end mom's silly drama!" Fizzed Skandar to his younger sister.

Nancy laughed to her brother's answer, it was not surprised if her frigid brother would talk vividly in this situation. Skandar was male version of their mommy, he was so frontal and outspoken. Skandar's younger sister was playing with her cell phone, as if she was looking for something on her cell phone.

"Do you know your future wife's face? Mom said that she is very young." Nancy said to her brother, she was remembering her mom's words the afternoon.

"Do you know who she is?" Expressed Skandar fast.

"Sure, she's even younger than me." Nancy answered honestly.

Skandar blinked his eyes confused, wait for a moment ... If his younger sister was only twenty one years old, how old was she? It's impossible for him to marry a girl whom was younger than his sister's age. Skandar exhaled his breath, he seemed choked.

"How old is she?" Asked Skandar carefully to his younger brother.

"She's seventeen years old, I think."

"WHAT!!!??" Skandar's jaw felt as if he had fallen it on the floor while he was listening his sister's tweet. "Mommy should match a junior high school student with me, it would be great disaster!"

"Mommy said, the teenager is easier to be managed ... and-" Nancy did not continue, the girl only grimaced and laughed.

"And what?" Asked Skandar impatiently.

"She has not had much experience yet, she is still innocent inside and out and the important thing is that you can teach her from the start." His sister said, her cheeks flushed red, but she continued to look at her brother's face, which was as red as a boiled crab.

"My Mommy has been crazy!!" Fizzed Skandar.

The conclusion, his Mommy had lost control. Losing control of her sanity! If his sister laughed continually to tease him, Skandar would pull her hair exasperatedly. Please, Nancy should feel how to be matched with person who had far gap age than herself. Matchmaking had made you headache crazily, and marrying a childish girl whom would make you turned into crazed and deranged.

The Hemingway family heir went straight from the balcony to the living room where his mom, daddy and his grandmother were seriously waiting for their 'honored' guest. When she reached at the living room, how shocked he was! The guests who had been invited by their family had arrived, she was very young. His mommy saw his attendance directly, she smiled gently to him. Skandar thought that his mom was very clever to hide her guilty toward himself.

"Ahh come here, dear .... Your future wife has come." Narcissa Hemingway said, and she immediately grabbed her son's arm.

"This is my eldest son, Skandar Alexander Hemingway. And dear, this is Mr. Noah Davis and his wife, and this lovely girl is Charisa Zwetta Davis, your future wife, son." Replied his daddy.

Skandar almost shed tears, his worst nightmare seemed to be turning into logic. The Hemingway man looked horrified when he saw a teenager, so young. She had been asked by his mommy in order to be closer towards him. Skandar gave his grandmother and mommy a warning look, but the two Hemingway women seemed not to find Skandar's warning.

"Sista, Charisa doesn't want to ...." The young girl whispered and squeaked at the woman who was older than her, Skandar raised his eyebrows when he heard that.

"It is okay now." The other woman replied to calm her down, and pushed her sister-in-law forward a few steps.

Skandar Hemingway finally greeted Davis's wife, then his eyes turned to the young girl in a long blue dress. There was no need to ask for her identity card even to test whether the girl was young or old, because Skandar even doubted if the girl had already had an identity card. Skandar threw a cold gaze on the girl. Charisa Zwetta Davis was shorter than him, the girl looked away from his gaze.

Ckk, See, even though we had not married yet, we had been in a cold war like this!

"Ahh ... They may be still clumsy ... Let's have dinner and talk then." said his mommy who didn't take care about her son's fate.

His mommy invited them all to come into the dining room. Skandar walked on the right side of his grandmother. He helped her to walk patiently. His grandmother gladly accepted his favourite grandson's care. No matter, how annoyed Skandar Alexander Hemingway was, he would not be able to ignore his family. Noah Davis discreetly watched his future brother-in-law's attitude. The man elbowed his wife's arm who had been watching his little sister. Amanda followed his gaze, and she knew her husband's intention, at least they were not very wrong in making decision at the time. They found right guy for their sister.

"Let's have our usual dish, feel yourself at home, Mr. Davis." Mr. George Hemingway, the head of the Hemingway family, opened their dinner session.

"Thank you for your welcome, Mr. Hemingway." Said Noah Davis politely.

"Don't mention it, we are glad to welcome you. Please, assume all of us as family from now on."

Soon, the family dinner contained with Mr. Hemingway, his wife, Mrs Hemingway, and Noah Davis. Several times, a girl who was introduced as Skandar's sister participated in their family's jokes. Another side, Skandar just got silently, the mature man just answered his family's chirp by his distinctive mutter.

The dining room of the Hemingway family house was indeed large, there was even enough space to place several large cabinets containing a collection of expensive porcelain and ceramics belonging to Mrs. Hemingway, where as their dining table had been very long too. The main course had been already served, Amanda took a white porcelain bowl for her sister-in-law, and then she poured a few spoons of pumpkin soup. However the young beautiful girl, Charisa, whispered her in a low voice.

"Sista ... Charisa feels scared on the uncle." Whispered Charisa innocently, but her statement was caught by Skandar's sharp eyes.

The tall man had already watched over the young girl on purpose, if he couldn't step back anymore, after that he had to know what kind of girl whom his mommy had flattered, she was really good or even she had just pretended to everyone.

"Which uncle do you mean?" Amanda asked in a whisper too, she didn't want to be considered rude if Charisa meant the head of the Hemingway family, Mr. George Hemingway.

"The Uncle, he is in front of Charisa, he seems to have fangs. Is he vampire?"

Amanda smiled stiffly. Did Charisa not realize that the uncle and the vampire who had fangs she meant was her future husband? They had told Charisa about arranged marriage. An arranged marriage was between her with a man because of her father's testament before he passed away. A will in order to Charisa got married with his friend's grandson. Amanda would not blame her sister-in-law who immediately cried. Charisa did not want to leave. Which girl would obey if she found out that she would get an arranged marriage soon?

Charisa Davis even sulked on her sister directly, the young girl also asked if her father had a debt to the Hemingway family and took Charisa as their hostage. Noah and Charisa even had to speak personally for two hours to persuade Charisa, the reasons as namely her fathers will and her brother got job mutation to New Zealand for another weeks were one of them. Charisa couldn't move her high school quickly if she wanted to graduate this year, nor she should be allowed to live alone in Canberra. It caused this matchmaking was the only way.

"Is this mango sticky rice pudding?" Charisa chirped loudly. Then the young girl ate her pudding greedily.

"Yes, it's mango sticky rice pudding, a Thai dessert, honey! Does Charisa like it?" said Narcissa Hemingway gently.

Skandar's mommy even asked one of her housemaids to get one more portion for Charisa. When she saw a whole serving of mango sticky rice pudding in front of her eyes again, the girl's eyes widened even more. Please, noted that Charisa Zwetta Davis never failed to be bribed with sweet and delicious foods.

"She is still alike a kid." Skandar scowled from his chair. Nancy who heard her brother's wheezing got chuckles from her chair, she assumed all matters concerning her family later, and it would be funny surely.

"Do you like Thai foods, Mrs. Hemingway?" Asked Amanda as a bit curious.

"Ahh yes, this is because my husband whom has a resort business there." Said the mother of a couple of Hemingway's son and daughter.

"Thailand is a beautiful country, especially the beaches." Noah responded.

"That's right, Mr. Davis, that's why I have invested my many assets there this year." Skandar's daddy replied enthusiastically.

The "unusual" dinner didn't feel over either. Furthermore, Skandar knew if both of his dad, mom, or grandmother seemed enjoying conversation with Davis family. Especially his mom who looked so impatient to make her as 'daughter-in-law'!

"Ms. Charisa, can we talk only the two of us?" Skandar said suddenly when they had finished their dinner and they would go back to the living room.

Charisa was still loading. She was digesting the words of the man whom she had called the vampire uncle, the young girl had just frozen, Skandar immediately grabbed her arm and invited the girl to the garden behind his house. The two families stunned to see Skandar Hemingway's heroic behaviour. Skandar was the man whom seldom spoke, but once more he had a talk, he immediately kidnapped his future wife. Their startled family was immediately melted by the ridiculous behaviour of anyone else if the person was not Skandar's mom.

"Ahh my son is really cunning and brainy." Praised Skandar's mommy reflexively, she smiled broadly after that.

"Mom..." Nancy rebuked.

"We can go straight to the living room then. Dear Nancy, can you take grandmother?" Asked Hemingway's grandmother to her granddaughter.

Meanwhile in the back garden, Skandar had ordered all his servants away from the area. Skandar had closed his house's back door, he had confirmed that no one was there except for him and the young girl, Charisa Zwetta Davis.

The man, whose surname was Hemingway, then returned to the place where his future wife was waiting for him with curious eyes. The high school girl was standing near his daddy's koi fish pool. Her blue dress was blown several times in the evening breeze. With the light away from the shadows, Skandar could observe her more freely, Skandar recognized inevitably if the young girl had naturally beauty. He would have a beautiful young wife as her.

"In brief, I dislike small talk now, you have already known me, right? I'm Skandar Alexander Hemingway." Said Skandar in his usual cold tone.

"Aa... Uncle is my future hub-" Charisa, who was still a high school student, didn't think that she had to face a situation like this. The girl stuttered about it.

"Yes, your future husband." replied Skandar, His jaw line slightly hardened as he was saying those. He could not still believe if he had to get arranged marriage finally. "I wonder, what is your motive for accepting this matchmaking?"

"I have no motive whatever, I'm also a victim here, uncle!!" Shrieked Charisa, she was panic. She could feel if the man was judging her and her family. Tears started to flow on her lids, after all she was a victim in this situation, and her youth was not even allowed to bud and bloom.

"I know that you are also a victim in this matchmaking, I just want to know why you agreed for this matchmaking!?" Exclaimed Skandar in an increasingly high voice.

"Because it was my father's request, my father's last will. I couldn't even meet him when he died last time... Huhuhu...." The girl started crying at the time.

"HEY!!! Don't cry, I'm not scolding you!" Skandar said quickly.

Skandar did sympathetic when he heard the young girl's answer, the next question that he wanted to ask, it seemed caught in his throat. Without even asking, he knew that the mawkish girl in front of himself was a good girl. From the beginning, the Hemingway man did not want himself to make a wrong choice, therefore as much as possible before marriage even if he was forced to, he would make sure that his future wife was not a hussy or a bitch like a girl out there.

"My second question, do you mind if you marry me later? Do you know the duties of the Hemingway family's eldest son's wife?"

"Is uncle asking for me?" Charisa asked Skandar innocently.

"No, I'm asking for the koi fish behind you! How silly you are! Yes, I must be asking you, who else?"

"Hey, I'm not silly!!!" The girl shouted, making Skandar's ears hurt excruciatingly. The Hemingway man rubbed his ringing ear after that.

"If we get married, I shall make sure that our marriage is real, I'm not a person who will be playing sacred thing and a marriage is consecrated thing for me. As the eldest son of the Hemingway family, I must have children. That means that I must make babies with you during our marriage."

"How to make babies? Like reading in biology books?" asked Charisa, she forgot about the contents of the textbook that made her remedy for second times.

"What biology book do you mean?" Asked Skandar by his eyebrows raised up one side, a sign if he was surprised. But the girl just stared back at him by her two round eyes, she did not extend her words back.

"I assume you don't mind. And one more thing, I want to know your response to me, especially your body language!"

"What!!?"

Charisa never understood the man's actual question in front of her, starting from continuing Hemingway clan's name, making babies, to which response the dumb man meant. That stupid uncle got closer to herself. She walked even further backwards. She could enter into the pool if the man continued to get closer to her.

"Hey, what are you doing? Back off!!? Come forward or I shall hit you." Shouted Charisa who was already panicked first, actually the young girl's words were more like just a scolding for Skandar. Because she was not a match for Skandar who kept just walked over. Skandar Hemingway only smiled disparagingly.

"Uncle!!!" Shrieked the young girl. She had almost fallen into the pool if Skandar didn't pull her for the next second.

He was pulling her up into his hug. Charisa, the girl still closed her eyes. The Davis' youngest daughter was shivering, she thought clearly that she was going to fall into the fish pool. Seeing the frightened young girl, Skandar smiled amusedly, he did not expect his future wife being innocent as her before. Skandar relinquished his hug.

"Open your eyes! You have passed, you have passed from the water and my test!"

"Hah? Am I still dry, uncle?" The girl opened her round eyes and felt her entire dress.

"Don't call me uncle, I'm not your uncle! I'm already going to be your husband next week!"

"HAHH!!"

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"Skandar!!"

"Skandar Alexander Hemingway!! Can you quit from your job and listen to mom now!!?"

Mrs. Hemingway shouted to her son whom had been ignoring her. Mrs. Hemingway was very upset when she saw that her son cared more about their company files than her, she was his own biological mother. Just watch out if her son wrote his name as the woman who gave birth to him, she would let him write his company file as the name of his biological mother.

"SKANDAR HEMINGWAY!!!!" The woman shouted very loudly

"What are you talking about, mom? I told you so, I didn't want to!" Said the son, and he went back to check his file again.

"You like it or not, you have to invite them. They're our family business colleagues, Skandar Hemingway!" Narcissa almost bulged her eyes, why was her son's attitude so similar to hers? Why did his son not look like her husband who was known to be nice and friendly? The woman had been biting her red lipstick lip.

"If you allow Charisa to not invite many people, why doesn't the rule apply to me?"

"It's different, Charisa is still young, Skandar, she can't be forced and roughed." Skandar's mom said casually.

"And I'm the only one whom can be forced into this matter, huh? So mom?" Skandar asked annoyed.

"You can still force her, Skandar, at least on your bed." Narcissa answered his son's words with a grin. A grin was hated by his son so much. What is this!!? His mom's mind was so dirty.

"Mom, you have been crazy!"

Skandar closed the file roughly. He ignored his mommy. The man immediately rose from his chair and approached his mother, she was standing in front of his desk. The Hemingway man looked to the ten kinds of wedding invitations, it had been brought by his mother deliberately. Skandar stared to his mother whom was still holding on the grin.

The Hemingway family's eldest son knew why his mom was happy at the time. Because he had unconsciously picked one of the sample invitations. The invitation which he was holding was in sky blue with many white roses' accents on the edges. After his family had gathered with Davis family yesterday, Skandar had already said that he approved the arranged marriage, he had also agreed the date set by his family, which was one week after that day. But remember, he just said 'yes', he didn't want to spend his time for preparing a lavish and confusing wedding.

He hoped that his family would have a simple wedding party, however it was just nonsense. Because of what? His unemployed mother was so happy to prepare everything. EVERYTHING!!! Even small things were like the first night dress for Charisa had already been bought by his mom.

Her mother was very intent on,

Intend to be a future mother-in-law!!!

And she was really intend to torture him!!!

Thus, it was not surprising, meanwhile he did not prepare any invitations to invite his friends on his wedding day, and his annoying mom came to his office this early morning, she asked for Skandar to choose those invitations.

"Do you like this invitation design, dear? Would you like to add something?" Asked his mom, she revived him.

"This is it!" Answered Skandar randomly.

The man put back the thick sky-blue invitation, a pair of white rose petals in the middle of the invitation opened, and a very elegant bride and groom cartoon appeared from within. The bride's dress cartoon was dangling down. Beautiful, so Skandar murmured.

"Does mom want to invite your business colleagues tomorrow? They will not come. What date is it now?" asked Skandar, he looked at his mom. The Hemingway heir wanted to resuscitate her mom if they had short time for inviting guests. Skandar's wish arose fast, no one would come to his wedding.

"Are you doubting mom, huh? You don't know how strong our family name is." Said her mom by a defiant style.

"Whatever mom, whatever!!" Young master Hemingway's face was irritated. "Aishh, my friends would laugh at me being a paedophile now."

"What's wrong being a paedophile, she will be your wife later. Having a young wife is really nice and tasty, you know!" Said his mom by her usual devil character.

Skandar Hemingway repeatedly gasped to his mother's statement, he was grateful that he was raised by his mom until at the time and he was not as insane as her. At least both, Nancy and himself preferred being alike their daddy.

"Please, watch your words later! I will not defend mom in front of Charisa if the girl thinks her husband's mother is crazy tomorrow!" Said Skandar full emphasis, he was already going out of his office room. He would leave his mom in his office on purpose.

"Charisa will never have bad attitude like you, naughty son!"

Skandar's mom then put all the sample invitations into her hand bag, the Gucci brand worn by the woman at the time. Then, when she had finished to put her son's invitation wedding into his bag. She turned around and followed his son who had arrived in front of door, his son was seen giving an instruction to his minimally skirted secretary. Mrs. Hemingway rolled his eyes, the Japanese girl had not been fired by her son yet apparently.

"Does mom want me to take you home?" Bargained Skandar.

Young master Hemingway had hoped not to take his mother. In a situation alike now, his mom was not a mother who would become quieter if he was close to her, but instead his mom would do abnormal attitudes. His mom would be very talkative, that was why for the next few days, and he would keep away from his mom first.

"I forgot, have you come here by a driver? So I don't have to take you home." asked Skandar, he pretended to regret something.

"You just take mom. Let our driver go home first!"

"What!?" Skandar might have heard wrong earlier, young master Hemingway immediately turned to look at his mother.

"Mom has to make sure you fitting your wedding suit at my favourite boutique. Charisa had been there. Today is your schedule, Skandar!"

"When did you meet the girl?" Skandar replied.

The man's face seemed to have been slapped by his mother, why was it as his mom who had the access anywhere? Since their family meeting a few days ago, Skandar had never seen his future wife again. The Davis girl didn't even pick up the phone. What kind of household would happen between the two of them if they had been alike this at first? If anyone asked how his future wife was alike someday? Should he ask his mother to be his spokesperson in front of many people?

"Yesterday, mom had told our driver to kidnap her when Charisa went home after her school." Answered her mom innocently.

"What a hell! Oh my god!" Skandar immediately patted his forehead." Mom had made the girl afraid of me!!"

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At the Davis Home

Canberra, Australia

The light purple bedroom sounded a little rowdy than usual day. The Davis family's house this afternoon had the arrival of their sister's schoolmate. Amanda just smiled at the chatter of her sister-in-law's friends. The woman in her early thirties immediately came out from her sister-in-law's room, she had talked and brought them some snacks and cold drinks. Amanda knew that perhaps by her friends' arrival, Charisa's pressure did not show up for the next few days, so the young girl wouldn't feel overwhelmed by all this.

"This is so beautiful, Charisa!" Praise Anna.

"So it's right, you're going to get married!?" Shouted a teenage boy by a little Osaka accent, Suzuki Yuta.

The boy was still staring to the white long dress that was being caressed by Anna freakily. Since Anna and Yuta were told by Charisa if she was going to get married, they followed their friend immediately till her house. They had to get an exclusive interview.

"Yes, you've already asked me for twelve times." Charisa frowned to Yuta's repeated questions impatiently.

"I thought that there would not want you." Yuta said, the boy was sitting on Charisa's study chair.

The boy who had a Japanese father did not think that there was normal man over there who wanted his super lazy friend, and to know that Charisa would marry first, it made him even more distrustful. They had not even graduated from high school yet.

Anna then climbed onto Charisa's bed, and she found the young girl sleeping on her back. Charisa was watching the ceiling of her room by a blank look. The girl turned to him, her gaze met with the long white dress that was being carried by Anna, the wedding gown which she chose yesterday when she was invited by her future husband's mom, a man named Skandar Alexander Hemingway.

"Your wedding dress and shoes are beautiful too, Charisa." said Anna again. "You haven't told me, how will your future husband look like?"

"Tell me, how is the uncle?" at the time, it was Yuta who sounded interested.

Charisa furrowed her brows to her two friends. The young girl was amazed on their response. When they were at their class at the morning, the both of them told her to refuse her matchmaking cheerfully. After returning to her house, having a little chat with her sister-in-law, and seeing all her wedding supplies, their attitudes were contradictory, why did they change their mind?

Charisa woke up from her bed, the girl sat on the soft mattress. Yuta had also sat beside Anna, the man had not taken off his socks. Charisa snorted a little, then she remembered, she was also lazy to take off her socks, right?

"His name is Skandar Alexander Hemingway." Charisa started her story.

"I ever heard of his name probably, however where was it?" Yuta said while he was remembering. Anna rolled her eyes, she told to Charisa for continuing her story.

"My brother said, he is twenty-eight years old this year. It seemed, his family also told him to get married, because at first time, he also objected, although in the end, the uncle accepted it." Charisa remembered their meeting on that day. The meeting was at the Hemingway house.

"He is still young enough. Why do you call him uncle, Charisa?" Anna asked at the time.

"What should I call him then?" Charisa asked innocently.

"Of course, Charisa calls the man uncle, the three of us are still seventeen years old." Yuta intervened at Anna's question, which he thought that it was strange.

"It's stupid mind!! In our country, generally adult men marry over thirty years old. My mom's cousin got married yesterday at thirty-five years old." Anna did not accept that her question was considered unfounded

"Is he handsome, Charisa? Is the young master kind-hearted? "

"This kid... Which young master have she said?" Yuta hissed softly on Anna's question.

"The uncle has a sharp gaze. He is so smart, disciplined and cool. He had helped me there. Until now I never thought that the man would be matched with me. His characters are so opposite of me. Where did my father meet him at first time, Anna?"

Charisa kept on babbling herself blankly, she was looking at her curtains blown by the summer breeze. The girl didn't know that her two friends were looking at each other, even Anna gave her a big grin. Anna saw Charisa whom was taking her cell phone. She was touching it several times, and giving it to Anna. Yuta took a peek at the rectangular object.

"That's the uncle's photo." Charisa said softly.

The girl showed a photo of an adult man who stood and looked very handsome, the man was wearing his black suit. The photo was a photo sent by her future mother-in-law yesterday, Mrs. Hemingway said that probably Charisa missed her future husband so she sent his photo.

"It is lie!" said Anna then.

"Marry him, Char! Why do you not tell if he is Skandar Alexander Hemingway? He is very famous Hemingway Heir!"

"What happened on you, guys?" Charisa asked a little scared.

The girl who had rabbit teeth stared confusedly at her two friends' expressions. They seemed far from forbidding. In fact, they were very encouraging, even they were urging her to fall into the arms belonged to a man named Skandar Hemingway.

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"Hey ... Charisa, young master Hemingway is calling you!" Yuta shouted, he threw Charisa's cell phone to its owner. Charisa was very surprised when her cell phone was lying stiffly on her skirt.

"Does he call me!?" The girl whispered in panic to her friends. "H- How is this?"

"Pick up the phone!" Anna said in sign language, Charisa felt her throat hurt at the time.

"Hello!!"