HIS ARRANGED WIFE

Anuses!

I stared at her dumbly. I was pretty sure she wasn't fine. Maybe she was joking or something. How could she state something that dumb?

I chuckled nervously, and at the same time furiously. "You're such a joker, ma'am."

She furrowed her brows and stared at me blankly. "Joker? Don't get you."

"Yep. A joker." I stated as I stood and creased my arms across my chest.

My mum burst into an obvious, fake laughter and sauntered to me. I wondered what was going on with her. She was probably crazy too. Mia dear." She called. "She's not joking.."

She twirled to face me directly and gave me a deadly glare. "Do not speak!" She threatened in a whisper, amidst clutched teeth.

I tried to resist the urge to speak back to her and yell at the f*****g asshole she was. What in the world were they thinking? I'd get married to a jerk I knew nothing about? I wished I could kill them all, swears.

"Mia." Linda called, causing my mum to steer to face her. She wore her fake smile again.

"Yes ma'am." I replied coldly. I didn't want her to think I was being rude, but, they were all being stupid.

"Mia dear." She called again as she stood from he seat and strolled to me. "Are you ok?"

What did she mean? How could she even ask that? I needed to leave the proximity or I could say something stupid. And there was my mum too, threatening me again. "I think I'll leave now."

"Leave?" She retorted. "I haven't even spoken properly yet. What's wrong dear?"

"What's wrong? I think I should ask you that."

"Oh Miss Linda." My mum Immediately called as she let out a fake titter.

I turned to my dad. He didn't even speak. He nursed his coffee like nothing was going on around him. What a crazy parent I was blessed with. He didn't even show a bit of worry, sadness, or sorry on his facial expression.

"Mia's really stressed out, rightnow." She continued. "She's not even in her right state of mind. Do you mind if I talk to her later?"

Linda sighed and caressed my arm. "My dear, I think your mum is right. But, I would really appreciate it if you accept my proposal. I mean, you won't regret it. He's a really great boy. I'm speaking of Ace."

What the f**k?! Ace? Why in the world would a pauper like me, get married to a big guy like him? I suspected that something was wrong. Maybe they wanted to get something out of it. I never trusted rich people. They were all bunch of wicked and crazy people, to me. I didn't think they deserved anyone's trust. Especially novice people like me.

"But--" I tried to say but my mum cut me in.

"Ok miss Linda. I promise to give you a feedback on our decision. You know this isn't something we can just agree to immediately. Can you please give us some time to think about it?" She uttered in a concerned tone.

I exhaled furiously, trying so hard to hide my irritation. I wished I could speak, but no, I had to keep quiet because some crazy people asked me to do so.

"Ok. I'll leave now. Have a nice time dear." Linda added as she walked to the door and left the vicinity, my mum escorting her.

I stood in my posture, frozen. I was so shocked by how far my parent could go on getting what they wanted, money. There was nothing greater to them than affluence. How could they even think of selling their daughter off? I boiled in anger but couldn't utter a word. They could kill me if I said a thing.

I became more furious that I could say anything or do anything I might regret.

"b***h!" My mum hollered as soon as she was in my front, yanking my arm. "I told you to put on an act, you fool!"

I stared at her angrily and didn't speak. I was sure my inner body was above a hundred degree Celsius. I was damn vexatious!

"You don't wanna speak you i***t!" She screamed again as she poked my forehead.

"Mum." I tried to call calmly, clinging my eyes softly to hide my frustration. "Can you please leave me alone for now?"

"Leave you?" She asked, causing me to set my angry gaze on her. "How can you tell me that?"

"And why can't I tell you?!" I retorted in a yell.

"You just yelled at me?" She gaped at me. "How dare you do that?"

"Stop asking me questions ma. You should ask yourself some questions first." I stated in a languid tone. "How can you even think of selling me off? How do you even think?"

"You jerk!" She hurled as she hit my face. "Who told you you've the right to determine what you want? I'm your mum you scoundrel!"

Seriously? Are these even human or craps?

I remained in my posture and ignored her completely. The fact that she hit me made me even more flustered. I needed to leave.

"Oh." My dad's thick voice sounded. I totally forgot he was sitting there. "Do you think you can decide for yourself? Have you forgotten we are your parents?"

I chuckled frustratingly and sighed in disgust. "You know what? I just realised that you both aren't well. I think your old age is affecting you."

"W--what?!" My mum shouted.

"Yeah." I replied sharply. "Your sense isn't on track!"

Oh my God! I'm insulting them. I hope they don't kill me soon. And if they will, it's better to keep on speaking. What's gonna happen will happen.

"Can you listen to yourself?" I continued. "How can a random person ask for a marriage proposal, and the next thing you wanna do is to accept it without even thinking twice? Where are your brains? Your butt or something? Unh?"

"You git!" My dad yelled as he moved forward to hit his strong hand against my face. "How dare you speak to us like that?! Do you realise we are your parents?!"

I huffed and held my hot cheek. I guessed it would be swollen already. "Parents?" I asked, blinking away the tears that stuck in my eyes. "I've stopped seeing you both as my parents. I think of you guys as a junk who cares about nothing but money. I see you guys as some dudes who can even sell their own daughter for some little amount of money. I don't even like you both. That's the truth. The bitter truth. I wish I could just die and come back to a world where I would have parents that sees me as their first priority."

They stared at me and could hardly utter any word. It surprised me though. My parents had never given me a chance to speak. But that wasn't my problem. I was glad I could say something. Anger worked for me for the first time in my entire life. It had only incremented any situation since I could remember. I felt a bit of joy within me.

"You both are as good as useless. Just f**k out from my life. Anuses!" I finally stated as I walked past them and headed to the door.

I didn't have idea of where I was going but I needed to leave the suffocating area. I opened the door and left the place. I could hear them yell from behind. But, I totally ignored them. I was sure I wasn't in my right state of mind but every parental insults had a limit. 

Useless fools! f*****g go to hell! Mad animals!