Orang Tuamu Tak Merestui Novels & Stories

As a gentleman, Rufus did his best to engage his guest- more like he took the omega places he assumed women fancied and spoke nothing about himself. "It's getting late. I should take you back," Rufus said barely three hours into their tour. Maren did not object and followed his guidance. Returning to Ari's quarters, Rufus cooked up another tale of being busy. Only this time, the lady did not stay silent. "It seems you misunderstand my father's motives for bringing me here. This was not a test to see if you and I are compatible. I got bored hearing my father brag about you and decided to see what you were made of. I'm trying to understand why you would host me here if you were not interested

I was about to argue when he gave me a look and continued, "Even though you're studying in one of the best colleges, you live in your apartment and I can see you've become a bit responsible, but no. If you want to work in the hotel. Fine do it, but as a waiter." I should refuse, argue with him for the same. How could the owner's son be a waiter? How could he even let it happen? I moved my gaze to the back, noticing mom standing in the doorway, biting her lip to stop the smile. I was about to argue with her, but she shook her head and came forward. "Your dad is right." She sat beside him. "Even though you don't work, he can't give you the whole business without having not an inch of informati

I retorted, annoyed by his words. Liam groaned. "What about our kids? I don't have a good feeling about this. Let her just stay in the guesthouse." I scoffed. "We have enough rooms, Liam. Just a spare room downstairs is enough for her without her having to share our space, and the kids could bond with her. You honestly don't know how hard it is being a foreigner in a pack," I snapped, my tone rising a little higher. "Why are you being so stubborn? I don't want her in our home. She needs to stay here, and that is final!" he bellowed and stormed out, leaving me stunned.

She was fiddling with her finger and facing down. "this one cannot rule this kingdom with our prince." I heard one say in English. "what does a white woman know about our land?" another piped in. Tolu and I shared a look. From where we stood, a big pillar was there, so they did not see us. "I think my kind you should reconsider your decision.. Our son, nonso, cannot marry here." "yes! We disagree." I looked at Tolu. We all understood what this means. The elders of the village doesn't approve the marriage ahich means another problem.

It took a lot to restrain myself from shaking in anger. “Rejection? What the hell was that? Are we not even going to talk about us first?” I asked, trying to sound calm, but I was sure I was failing. “It’s not going to work, Alice.” He took a deep breath before he continued. “My mom does not approve. It will just be hard for both of us. I’m sure your father doesn’t approve as well.” I shook my head, biting my inner cheek before I replied. “Yes, he doesn’t approve.”

What if Aura wasn’t happy? "Honestly, as parents, we do feel disappointed with what has happened. But what's done is done and couldn’t change, right? And we, as parents, leave all decisions in Aura's hands. If Aura desires this marriage, then we will give our consent. However, if Aura is not ready, we can only support and respect her decision," Daddy Daniel replied wisely, supported by Mommy Erika's nod.

I said nervously while playing with my fingers. "Yes, but we will leave tomorrow," Bro announced, and I jumped at my place, "Why?" "Because this is not good for parents, to stay at their daughter's home, so we are going to stay with Shivam," Maa explained the reason behind their leaving. I slapped my head and shook it in irritation. "I gave up and I advise you, just give up. You can't change their mind," Bhai laughed a lot at their decision. "We are in the 21st century, just come out of these traditional rituals," I joined my hands and bow down in front of them.

When his son turned 12 and wanted to study abroad, he had no objections. "Therefore, I disagree. Right, Mom?" Puddy Forger's mood for playing was gone. He pushed the laptop in front of him, looking unhappy. The big boss's words sounded easy to accept, saying that he would respect his son's opinion and discuss it with Miss Forger, but the result of their discussion was still a refusal! He had also inquired with his grandfather; unexpectedly, there was no room for negotiation. It was a straightforward rejection, "Absolutely not." After that, he was comforted, told that he was still too young and shouldn't suffer hardships, etc...

"The resort just opened for business and I went to show my support, but they didn't reserve the suite for me and even kicked me out. Is this how we treat family?" She added, "Dad, don't take your frustrations out on me because of Jon. And stop picking on him. Didn’t we already buy back the house? Joe didn't lose anything. Show some mercy!" Joseph's smile turned frosty, his words sharp and to the point. "You say you were there to show your support, but firstly, you didn't pay a dime. Secondly, you caused trouble at the front desk, creating a negative impact on the resort. And lastly, I have only one wife, and that’s Chloe. Why did you bring Xavia along?"

He stood straight and looked at me with a blank expression. “Your grandfather only booked one room. He wants me to stay with you twenty-four-seven. So, this is also my room.” THE FUCKING WHAT?! I’m seriously losing patience with that old man! He really thinks he can do everything on his way just because I accepted his offer?! “If you disagree you could either call your grandfather and whine to him or get on a taxi right now and find another hotel. Just for your information, most of the hotels are now fully booked and are not accepting walk-in clients.” “Then just get another room in this hotel!”