Unwanted Marriage - English Version

Chapter VI - A Mistress

Mirah’s Pov

It's been almost 8 months together, and since then I've been through a lot. This morning as usual I prepared everything. My feet I stepped into Pey's room, opened the doorknob and found Pey was ready neatly. That’s new I thought.

"Why are your clothes so casual today, Pey?" I asked.

"Today I'm not going to the office, I have to pick someone up." the answer was brief

"Do I need to prepare breakfast" I asked

"No, no, I will have breakfast outside with her", he pleaded while busy tidying his clothes, without even looking at me.

"Well." I replied, ending the conversation.

Time is running fast today, doesn't feel like it's 5 in the evening. I had just finished ironing Pey's clothes, and the front doorbell rang. Bi Siti, who was mopping the floor, hurried to open the door.

"Let me open it, The. You can continue to mop " I said while stopping his steps.

"Yes. Thank you" she bowed slowly.

I ran from the back of the house, toward the front door to open the door,

"Pey, you're home". Pey was a little surprised when I opened the door,

"Yes", his reply was brief.

Behind Pey I saw a beautiful woman wearing a white shirt and tight jeans, carrying a medium sized suitcase.

"Sorry", my word opened the way while letting them in.

"Can you help Bella carry the suitcase to my room?" Pey asked

Bella… it seems like I've heard this name. The woman gave her suitcase and went to hold Pey's hand. While thinking hard, I carried the suitcase up the stairs, to Pey's room. Fortunately, the suitcase was not so heavy. Bella, Bella, I repeated to myself to remember.

Shortly after I returned to the main floor, Pey tried to gather everyone in the house, we all gathered in the living room, Mr. Iman, Bi Asih, Sukma, Bi Siti, and me. Pey seems to have something to say.

"Ok, everyone is here, yes ... Mr. Imam, Aunt Asih, everyone let me introduce someone here. This is Bella. Bella is my fiancé who lives in Singapore.”

My chest was tight, as soon as my legs went limp, I could feel that I wasn't the only one who was shocked at the time.

"We've been together for 4 years, and actually in the second year of our togetherness I've already proposed to her, but this beautiful woman refused, not wanting to get married so quickly. Bella will stay for a week here, so please help to pay attention to her needs. That's all. Thank you all. Now, you can get back to work. "

I set my foot still carrying my surprise, suddenly Bella grabbed my shoulder.

"You work here too," she asked.

"She is a distant niece of Aunt Asih, Bel. Looking for work in Jakarta. So, she is temporarily here helping Aunt Asih." Pey immediately interrupted and answered Bella's questions.

"Women as beautiful as you have a hard time looking for work. What was your recent education? Your body and face really sell, would you like to introduce me to a friend of mine who works at a private TV station?" Bella replied probing.

"It's a shame, you take a shower, no one is comfortable if you start to interrogate like that, right there." Pey pleaded, trying to divert all of Bella's questions from me.

After making sure Bella headed for the stairs and entered the bedroom. Pey, pulled my hand, and pushed my body into the corner of the room, his hand gripping my jaw tightly.

"Listen, listen to me closely, this is important, listen! I don't want any news to make Bella uneasy, so please stay in your current role, you don't want to hear someone hurt your Dad in prison, right?" Pey whispered in exasperation, I did not reply to anything, only I could not hold back my tears, there was a deep wound inside right now.

Peyton’s POV

I myself do not understand the madness of bringing Mirah and Bella together in one house. The decision I brought Bella to stay at home rather than in a hotel is absolutely ridiculous. I risked too much at the moment.

At first, I thought this would be an interesting episode to hurt Mirah more, another revenge award I thought. I've waited 1,5 months for this, to see Mirah's expression, and this is not what I expected. I did not expect that my heart would split apart to see her like that this afternoon.

Mirah’s Pov

I stepped my foot into the room, I hit my own chest as hard as I could for so many times. Thinking by hitting it can relieve the tightness that is there, I increasingly difficult to breathe. God please free me from my life. I can no longer move.

Knocking at the door of the room makes me flinch,

"Who is that?" I asked,

"Bi Siti, Neng. Mr. Payton want you to prepare dinner for him and Ms. Bella. It's time for dinner, Miss" The time was 6 pm. It is time for dinner, but why me? Is seeing me hurt like this just another form of entertainment for Peyton? My pride was really trampled by him. I no longer understood how Mr. Iman, and all who were in this house saw me. Pity, sadness, or even entertaining for them. I can't trust anyone now.

I wiped my tears, I had to be strong. I won't cheer Pey with my anger and tears. I understand that both of them were the best entertainment for Pey right now. I saw my face in the mirror, wiped away all tears, and tried to smile then hurried to the dining table.

Arriving at the dining table, Pey was seen pulling a chair for Bella, and opened a napkin to put on Bella's lap. It turns out that Pey could be a sweet guy, but not with me. I brought a plate, and coincidentally today I prepared Pey's favorite vegetable lodeh, with chili paste, salted fish and fried chicken. This afternoon I was quite excited about cooking. After all of it is presented, I invite both of them to eat, "Please, Sir and Miss," I said quietly.

"Hummm, it's really delicious, is this the lodeh that you once told me about?" Bella asked Pey.

"Yes," Pey replied, looking down

"Mirah, teach me later, anyway before I return to Singapore, we must cook together, okay!?" Bella invited me.

"Sure Non" I looked down slowly. Pey looked at me for a while and stopped eating, he didn't seem to enjoy the dinner as usual.

I gasped, woke up in the middle of the night, looked at the clock. It’s now 2 in the morning. Lately I often wake up at nights because of nightmares, I rushed to the kitchen in the living room to get a drink. When I entered the living room, I heard a woman's sigh, I took my drink briefly and followed the source of the sound. In the front parlor, I saw Pey and Bella made out. I turned my body, did not want to see what’s happening but in the midst of the darkness, my leg accidentally hit a statue ornament, "Argh!" I shouted in pain, God damn it I though. Suddenly someone turned on the light. Pey looked at me with an annoyed face still with his hands on the switch.

"Are you okay?" Bella approached me.

"Sorry, I just took a drink," I explained.

"if you are taking a drink, why did you get here?" Pey asked probing.

"I was returning to the room. Sorry to disturb." I tried to stand up and ran towards the room with a slight limp.

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It's been about 4 days since Bella first stayed in this house. She is a very graceful and classy figure. Everything that is worn by her always looked luxurious, maybe because everything she wears is worth millions of rupiah. She is not a bad person. Though, she can be arrogant once in a while. I can understand now why Pey fell in love with her.

For example, just this morning before leaving for the office, Pey still had time to tie Bella's shoelaces. A lot of things Pey did for that woman, literally the opposite of what he’s done to me. Am I jealous? I do not know. But certainly, my pain every day fades to see them together, maybe because I was able to accept the presence of Bella at this time.

I don't think Bella's arrival at this time is anything bad. At first maybe what I felt was that Bella would ruin what I already had with Pey. But I have to be honest with myself, that I and Pey don't have anything at all. Instead, Bella came to save me. Yes, she is my savior. The sooner Bella will accept the marriage, the shorter the path for me to freedom. I see Bella as someone different now. She is not Peyton's mistress. In fact, I am the one who is his mistress. Even if there is someone who is jealous here, it should be Bella. I knew Pey only 9 months ago, whereas Bella had years. Peyton had even proposed, and they were even engaged since 4 years ago. I should have instead helped find a way so that Peyton and Bella could immediately head for marriage.

"Hey Mirah, can we cook together this afternoon?" Bella greeted me by surprise

"Of course, I will prepare the ingredients first, Miss." I replied.

While cooking, Bella talked a lot about herself; someone who was born into an elite family and almost her entire family no longer lived in Indonesia. She works as a model in Singapore and wants to start her passion as a designer.

"You don't want me to help me find a job?" she asked. "It's a pity that a woman as beautiful as you can spend time on things like this. Pey can find many additional helpers from the Foundation"

"It’s nothing compares to your beauty, Miss" I replied modestly

"Ehhh, is there no mirror in your room? when I entered this house and the first time, I saw you, I thought you were a cousin to Pey. There was no thought that you were working here, you were very beautiful, Mir. Unfortunately, you are not tall. if you were tall, I would go to my agent in Singapore." Bella explained. She loves to talk.

"Thanks so much, I am also grateful that Mr. Peyton still wants to accept me here, I am also looking for work anyway, Miss" trying to imitate the Bi Asih’s accent.

"Mir, look at that." Bella showed the ring.

"Diamonds, Miss?"

"Yes, Mir. yesterday Pey gave it when we had dinner together, romantic huh?" Bella bragged.

The diamonds are extraordinarily large, making me laugh sadly to myself, remembering that my wedding ring and Pey's are very, very simple, I'm not sure if there are any stones adrift on our rings. True what people say, if you’re loved by someone, they will see you as precious thing. They will be able to give anything to you.

"You’re very lucky," I immediately replied. From a distance I could see Pey watching us, he decided not to go to work today. Looks like he's afraid to leave me and Bella alone.

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Days passed by, Bella has returned to Singapore, and Pey drove her to the airport this morning. One thing that I realized the longer I was in this relationship, the more numb I felt.

"Mirah" Pey called me from behind.

"Yes," I replied, as he approached.

"Thanks for yesterday. Thank you for working together, and pretending, I appreciate that." he explained.

"No problem. Please help me to make sure Dad is healthy until he gets out of prison." I replied.

Peyton’s Pov.

I felt Mirah was different this afternoon, she was cold. I was very excited to hurt her at first, but now I can no longer deal with her facial expressions, whether she hates, is angry or sad. She just kept quiet, smiled a little, and answered my questions, all improvised. Somehow along with the change in her attitude, there is also a dim light in the corner of my heart.