Poor Amalia

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After long nights, the sun replaces the dim moon that wakes up all the creatures of the earth. Only two people in this room are still hugging each other tightly. Not at all ashamed when the two of them are not wearing a single cloth, the melodious chirping birds are not heard, only the soft snoring of each other is heard, They both slept very soundly, without knowing a woman had been watching them intently from behind the keyhole for twenty minutes ago. He didn't forget to take pictures of a very disgusting sight for him, a little blurry. But that's okay, he has solid evidence of treason. After it was deemed sufficient to collect evidence, the woman immediately left the corner room of the house. Which is quite neglected with conditions that have never been visited, it is very suitable as a place for the disobedience of traitors. **** Morning feels like night and night feels like morning. There is no time series for this girl who has lost her way. In a day that had melted his life, he who was huddled in the silence and darkness just cried all night while incessantly hitting his own head with his thin hands, Amalia remembers what happened yesterday. A very empty day was the exact wedding day. With a chaotic mind and a slow limp body, he closed his eyes letting his brain work, remembering every second of that painful event. On her wedding day, Amalia went up to Althar with a scornful appearance. Messy make-up accompanied by a white dress full of markers, in the midst of the guests who were very elegant, elegant and rich, Amalia was like a clown who made a shocking joke on the Jackson family. Where did Ana go? But she let her daughter Coming to this sacred place with such a shocking appearance. Perhaps this was the first time for high-class guests to see the bride like a madman barging into the wedding party. In the midst of the conversation about herself, Amalia thought to herself. His feelings were very awkward, he looked down while thinking about what he had just done, which was to stand as a star today. Seen by hundreds of guests who came, really. coming here was like risking his own life. Fear and anxiety seemed to collide within her. While trying to calm herself, Amalia called out softly in her heart. "Papa ... I hereby hope that the Jackson family will cancel the marriage, and that way I will not violate your will at all. So I have done my duty. I hope you understand what I mean, Papa." When the priest saw the prospective woman who had come even without an escort, he thought that everything was ready to be carried out, so as an opening he put it in the hands of Amalia and Alvin Jackson—his future husband. As the wedding ceremony was about to begin, suddenly a woman in a red dress spoke loudly, which made her stand in the spotlight. All eyes were on him who was speaking, "Stop it! That woman is not a bride-to-be, this marriage is wrong, the real bride is unable to come, our family will not accept an ugly girl like this" even though those words looked painful, but somehow Amalia felt a little calm. Which means this marriage will be opposed by many parties and annulled. Meanwhile, the woman in the red dress climbed up to Althar and stood in front of Amalia with a disdainful look. The woman got closer to Amalia's ear while covering her nose. The woman was not dramatic. Amalia indeed smelled it was intentional. "Go as far as you can, kid. You can go now and cancel this marriage. That way, your life will be safe. However, if you are determined to continue this marriage and become part of the Jackson family, then don't blame me if your life is like being in hell. the first person who will torture you later." Amalia was silent, not afraid, not afraid, this was the first time she felt brave in front of someone. The only thing on her mind now is this marriage. Nothing can disturb her for now, so Amalia chooses to remain silent. "Indeed, your IQ is so low that you can't answer what I say?" Again Amalia was silent, making the woman in the red dress angry, "Go now or should I make you leave? I can't wait too long. Just looking at you makes me want to throw up, it's disgusting." Amalia just silently looked down while absorbing every painful word the woman in the red dress said to her. "It seems you are mute. Maybe this is why you are called a disabled woman. Mental and physical disabilities, which is where you don't deserve to be in the circle of highly educated people like me" The woman was increasingly dismissive but again Amalia did not say a word, "TALK STUPID!" plakk One slap. Surprising hundreds of guests who witnessed. Alvin was furious. This was the first time he slapped his own aunt, in front of his most important people who might think of him as a different Alvin, or Alvin's hidden figure, but everything happened under circumstances that Alvin didn't realize. "Aunt Zale, be quiet! After a few minutes of just being silent watching his future wife being insulted, now Alvin felt relieved to have vented his anger even though there was a little guilt towards the aunt, and who knows what the aunt felt after getting a hard slap on the left cheek, he was silent for a while before finally running away from the house. this sacred place, The guests thought this was the strangest wedding they had ever seen, arguing and fighting. Actually, what drama is this family playing, not to mention the bride-to-be who seems to have lost her sanity, the guests can only breathe hard and see what happens next. In order to maintain the image of the Jackson family,. The extended family finally intervened and apologized to their important guests for this unfortunate event, and they wanted this marriage to resume immediately. They compromised with the priest. Amalia heard every word that was said, while holding back the vibration of her body because of the anxiety that was in her. Amalia was afraid that this marriage would continue. She didn't want, really didn't want to, all she could think of right now was Jeff. Amalia really hoped that this wedding would be canceled and Jeff would take her as far away from her as possible, but it seemed all of that was just wishful thinking when Jack—Alvin's grandfather, spoke firmly to the priest. "Just carry on with this marriage, Pastor, I'm sorry for the little argument earlier." deg I don't know what words are the right words to express the anxiety in Amalia's heart, her body is shaking so badly that she can't even hide it anymore. Amalia's fingers squeezed her wedding dress tightly, in order to get rid of the rising worry, several guests looked at Amalia strangely the same as they had looked at her since she went up to Althar, Until the priest intervened and the wedding ceremony was carried out with extraordinary tension in Amalia's heart. It feels afraid, anxious, worried, like being chased by the death of the bride, showing her worry by looking down, And the wedding ceremony was forced to be carried out in an unusual way, when the wedding vows of the bride and groom were both silent, until finally the priest led the prospective groom to follow his words, namely the wedding vows, Even with Amalia, who was initially silent, she was forced to take the wedding vows because Arthur's figure suddenly crossed her mind. After the wedding vows were a pair of rings, after the last ceremony, Amalia and Alvin Jackson officially became husband and wife. The guests applauded and were ready to go for them. Amalia did not look at her husband at all. Amalia's gaze was empty, with a feeling that was so painful. It would be a waste of time for her to cut off her dress if they didn't have this marriage annulled. She couldn't hide her trembling body because her illness had recurred, her head felt heavy to bend. Finally, for the first time since she came here, Amalia looked up, staring at her. Jeff, on the other hand, was joking with a woman and even hugging him like a couple. This was the first time since he had come to Althar, he saw a scene he couldn't even imagine, something really unexpected was happening in a place he hated so much. Amalia's heart feels tight, she needs someone for now, but the person she wants is with someone else, doesn't care about her, even puts on a happy face on her wedding day. Doesn't he feel like he'd lost Amalia? Did he forget about Amalia that fast? I don't know, only Jeff knows the answer. Amalia shed tears as time felt very slowly, slowly. At this time, it felt as if God wanted to see Amalia continue to be in pain. This damn marriage has made it chaotic, let alone betrayal in front of the eyes. This is a very deep pain. No one cares about the pain at this time. This pain seems to be stabbed by thousands of splints, bleeding but not dead. Amalia lost consciousness. He screamed loudly before finally collapsing on top of Althar because he couldn't stand the pain all over his body.
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