2. The Marriage

Beatrice POV

I gawked for a few seconds to hear this man's words. Is he just joking because of the promotion made by my friend? My feet were kicked by Daisy and I turned to her. Her eyes enlarged to me, and she glanced with a smile at Mr. Matthew. "She was too shocked to answer sir," She said before I expressed my opinion.

"What, I'm too old for you,"

"Oh no, of course not, sir, you are like, how many years above me," I said, responding quickly to his bad words. "Honestly, I'm too confused to capture, because you don't want to know me more but instead want to marry me immediately." I continued to explain.

"We can know when we are married dear, how, you want?"

He again offered about the marriage that I thought was too fast to be approved. But when else will anyone want to marry me? I will show my ex if I am worthy of marriage. And he is a rich man in a city with assets that may be very much.

"Yes, I'm no problem."

"Alright, Beatrice, tomorrow morning, prepare all our marriages. I will transfer payment money as well as for our party tomorrow"

"Oh, alright, what after that? I move here or stay there, sir?" This question immediately landed in my mind. We could not separate the house even though the distance between the city to my village was not so far, which needed a trip for hours.

"You will move here, and of course, agriculture can be managed by other people, right? Just give the wages and you receive it clean. Mrs. Matthew does not need to work. But if you really like to work, I give permission a day or twice a week you return to your village."

Wise ideas not to be selfish. Marrying an adult man is the right choice. He will give organized freedom. I can still work without having to enjoy my husband's full money.

Daisy and I stood up; we immediately went to prepare everything. Wedding dress, decoration, food, and others. Mr. Matthew has seen the amount of money he transferred to me. The nominal is beyond my expectations.

Before leaving, we shook hands, and he kissed my hand, "See you there, my prospective bride. I can't wait to know you more," he said.

His sweet smile hypnotized me. I want to hug him, but it feels inappropriate if I immediately surrender. I am not a paid woman who, after being paid, immediately melted into the arms of a man.

"See you, sir, excuse me."

"Be careful on the way."

He took us to the end of the door. Daisy and I laughed silently. "You're very lucky! Say what spell you use when sitting in front of him, Bea. I see his eyes can not always pay attention to you. I'm sure, it is love at first sight." Daisy said very excited. She was more excited than me because her mission was successful.

"Ah no, that's because of you. The marketing trick that you launched is really beyond reason. Never mind now, what should I do? You have to be responsible for preparing everything within one day!"

I am dreaming of becoming a billionaire wife. We started buying a wedding dress for me because he said he would wear formal clothes as usual. The concept of luxurious marriage in the countryside is not suitable. We will only have a garden party. All my relatives and brothers called to be able to come to my wedding. They were all surprised and wondered who the man would marry me,

"Will you invite Hendry?" Daisy asked, unreasonable. For what I invite the traitor man.

"I don't want him to be a troublemaker. He could have wanted to make me ashamed in front of my husband later,"

"That's right, he's a very brave person to talk. Yes, it's time for us to go home and decorate the house. Oh yeah, do you need a bridal room?"

Of course, I need a bridal room. I need a unique and romantic decoration. I don't need to ask if we will spend the night at my house or go straight home. I won't call him for this, I'm afraid to bother him. I don't want him to think that I'm a fussy woman.

When I got home, I was welcomed by my neighbors and family who had known this good news from Daisy.

We tidy up the house and all that is messy in such a way. In the evening Mattew called me to ask. "Where do you want to honeymoon, is there a special place you want to visit?"

Paris, that's my dream. I want to go there with the person I love but he is not that person. I just got to know him and was looking for luck. Can I be happy with a man I don't know at all?

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it, sir,"

"You don't call me sir, because I feel very old from you."

Based on the fact he is indeed old and like my father. But his face was not, his body too; he was fresh, much fresher than an old man with him.

"I'm sorry Matthew, I'm not used to it. Do your family and child agree if I marry you in a hurry like this?"

"Getting married is my personal right, no one can manage it. My child also does not live with me. Since his mother died he also left me alone at home. I was lonely and needed a partner. It was very happen to be your friend set us up," he said. I blushed to hear that. His son must have been big so that there is no need for money from him anymore.

"Yes, this is very sudden. I'm afraid that your family won't accept me, especially if you have children. Is he big?"

"Yes, he's an adult; he will get married later, so he doesn't need to confuse me, who lives alone. I will have you who is always there for me. I can't wait to have a new wife. And I can't wait to carry your body into our wedding bed."

His slow whispering voice made my heart flutter. He is like a romantic man who wants a woman by his side. I have to be able to give all my heart to him. I don't want to disappoint him, who wishes me a lot.

The air that feels cold makes my body strain. "Eum, then, see you tomorrow. I also can't wait to hold my husband's arm."

He chuckled softly, who knows what he thought. Definitely about the problem of beds. But I have no experience, I hope he is not disappointed.

"See you tomorrow dear,"

One kiss from afar feels attached to my cheek. He is really passionate about me. If Daisy knows for sure he will laugh in front of my face. I tried to close my eyes after putting the cell phone on the nightstand. I still don't believe that tomorrow is my wedding day. I will start a new life with a foreign man, a millionaire, dashing and authoritative. Am I among the lucky people?

***

"He has come, let's get ready quickly," Daisy said as she entered my room. I've been peering from earlier. I think that man will come by car. It turned out that he came using a helicopter and landed on an empty land not far from my house. Everyone was amazed to see it. Moreover, I did not expect he had extraordinary luxury facilities.

"Your hands are very cold," Daisy said as she took my hand.

"I can't sleep, and bad thoughts always haunt me; I'm afraid he suddenly says canceled or he doesn't come," I said nervously.

"Oh dear, there's no way he canceled after giving money in large quantities. You see that his family is very crowded and that means he appreciates you. He is not ashamed to have married a village girl like you." She said. And I saw a lot of cars parked in front of my house and all the expensive cars. Their clothes are also very good and luxurious. I regret having made a simple party that I think Matthew will come alone.

"Yes, but I have to harvest oranges again," I said nervously because there was no way I could ignore the fruit harvest that was fortunately very decent.

"Forget the harvest problem because I will take over while you are honeymooning. Ask him how many days you will be on honeymoon, and I will help your employees harvest fruit."

The closer the more I feel nervous. Nobody approached me, walking towards my future husband. I held a bouquet of flowers to get rid of my nervousness. My family and neighbors all smiled at me. When I see his family, they are indifferent and glance at me sarcastically; oh my God, can I be happy? None of them were to me. I must be seen as low by them.

Arriving in front of Matthew, he reached out, and I welcomed him. Our wedding starts. With the sacred promise of the life that we said, we finally officially became husband and wife.

"Please kiss your wife, sir,"

Matthew opened my face covering; he smiled, approached,, and united our lips. He kissed me gently and very carefully, then he embraced my waist and whispered, "We immediately leave after everyone congratulates."

"Alright, let's go there."

I introduced him to my family, neighbors, and all my friends present. Matthew is very friendly and not arrogant. He is not like a rich person who is always cold and indifferent when meeting with an unknown person.

I saw his family who were invited to eat available food, but they refused. Why don't they want to eat? Are they not appetite.

"Your family doesn't want to eat. Are they disgusted with ordinary people's food," I whispered to Matthew who immediately invited me to approach them. My hands are curled around Matthew's arm. Smiling at those who did not return my smile.

"You don't want to say congratulations?" My husband said in front of how many women looked at me sarcastically.

"Oh yes, congratulations, I hope you can be a good wife for my brother," said one woman and the other also congratulated.

"The banquet is available; eat before we go home," Matthew said again, inviting them to eat the available dishes.

"You know how our diet is. I can't."

"Yes, I just recovered and the doctor forbade me not to eat carelessly."

"Everything comes from the fresh vegetables that we pick from the garden itself. Meat comes from natural farms. Processed wheat also from this agriculture. You definitely need all the fresh food, right?" I explained.

"Yes, but everything is not our type of food. Oh yeah, Matt, if there is no more event, we go home first."

Arrogant woman! My husband just nodded his head without answering. They immediately left without hugging me. Certainly, they do not approve of this marriage. They are arrogant and don't feel at home for long here. Even though everything he ate in the city was the result of plantations from here.

"Looks like they don't like you to marry me."

"Just ignore it, the one who underwent a marriage is that we are not them. Let's eat our wedding cakes,"

Matthew is really mature, addressing the problem without emotion. He looks relaxed without a burden to enjoy this simple event. I will feel discomfort if I am between their family. I hope no family event makes me bored. Oh yeah, where is his son, why doesn't he come?

"Eum, Matt, I didn't see your son, why didn't he come?"

"My son is busy preparing for his engagement tomorrow. We must immediately go home and postpone our honeymoon event for one day."

"Okay, no problem," I said. I hope his son can accept me to be a stepmother for him. He will get engaged, meaning he is an adult. How does it feel to be a stepmother for men who are adults?