The Forced marriage

"Marry Radit."

"WHAT?"

Amanda looked up. Her eyelids widened perfectly with a face that still looked gloomy. She did not expect to hear such a shocking sentence just now from her father.

"You heard it right. I want you to marry Radit. To be his replacement wife as well as Ayra's surrogate mother."

"NO!!" refused Amanda sarcastically. This time she spoke out loudly in opposition to what she thought was a crazy request. "I do want to get married, Dad. Of course, it won't be Radit, but Andre. He even proposed to me in London."

Amanda confidently held up her left hand. More precisely on the ring finger, which was already embedded with a blue gem ring given by her beloved. However, her father remained unmoved. As if the evidence just now meant nothing.

"I never ask anything from you. Please obey this time. You're the only one I can count on."

Amanda chuckled softly. "I love Andre, Dad. I only want to marry him!"

"Ayra needs a mother's love. Only you can give her that. I'm not willing to let Radit marry another woman. You're Dinda's elder sister, so it's only right to take your sister's place. Don't be selfish, Manda!"

"Selfish??" snapped Amanda with a grumble. "What about me, Dad? My future is at stake. This isn't right. Radit is still -"

"Manda! Dad?!"

The voice just now cut off Amanda's emotional outburst. Her father sighed softly and smiled bitterly.

"You finally came, Radit."

"Sorry, Dad. I was accompanying Ayra who was still fussy," said the man named Radit.

"That's all right. You guys can talk. Iapa went up to the room first ."

Amanda snorted softly. She caught her breath for a moment. Her eyes then took in the man's appearance from head to toe. It had never occurred to her to be Radit's wife.

"Papa told us to get married. You would have refused too, wouldn't you, just like me? So let's -"

"I agree."

"Hey?" Amanda laughed and shook her head in disbelief. "You realize who you're talking to, huh?"

Radit nodded briefly. It left the girl in front of him speechless.

"I know. You're my sister-in-law, but back when Dinda was my wife. Now... she's gone. People who die can't come back to life, right?" Radit then concluded. "The only thing on my mind is Ayra. I hope you will understand."

"That's easy for you to say?"

"Yes. Dinda won't be angry because her position is being replaced by you."

"Crazy person!" hissed Amanda in disbelief at what she had just heard.

Instead of responding to the curse, Radit rose to his feet while revealing a faint smile. "I don't think there's anything more to talk about. I assume you agree. This is all for Ayra's sake."

Amanda was shocked that Radit did not seem to object to the sudden arranged marriage. At the same time, she couldn't understand what was going through her former sister-in-law's head.

Tonight is the last time where relatives and neighbors attend the seven-day event of the late sister. Amanda, who had been silent, was disturbed by a soft voice that reached her eardrums.

"Tell Radit to go to bed. While Manda is back from abroad too. Poor child, let someone take care of him."