Orang Tuamu Tak Merestui Novels & Stories

"What do you mean he is not coming, mom?" "You know how your father is; if he does not approve of something, he makes it known." "He does not approve of something like my wedding?" "He still thinks you are making a mistake." And just as soon as my mom says that Isabella bursts into tears and runs off the room. First, he does not approve of me getting married, and now he forces her to cry. If anyone should be pissed off around here, then it should be me. I cannot believe how selfish he can be. I know he has not approved of me becoming a Marine since that one late Monday afternoon seven years ago. But now this, this I am afraid I will not forgive him for.

“They are hosting a dinner and want to meet you officially.” “What if I don’t wanna meet them?” “Aria, please don’t do this now.” “They didn’t come for the wedding,” I said flatly. Only his father did. And even that had felt like an obligation, not support that his own son was getting married. “They didn’t approve of Alexa.” He said like that was the most reasonable answer he could give me. If they didn’t like Alexa, what are the chances they are gonna like me? “So, now they want to see me?”

Something tugged at my heart. Perhaps it was because I never had parents. Perhaps it was because they reminded me of what a loving family should look like. Whatever the reason, I simply could not leave them here. "Okay." Both of them looked hopeful. "I will arrange a hotel for you." The old woman immediately shook her head. "No." I blinked. "No?" She smiled. "We hate hotels." Her husband nodded. "Very much." The woman looked toward the darkening sky. "The weather is changing." Then she looked back at me. "If it is not too much trouble..."

Jeff looked at his father and said, “I will make a reservation, Dad.” Then he took out his phone and dialed His Grace Hotel manager’s number. When the call was connected, he said, “Hello, Bruce. Please reserve our usual private room.” Manager Bruce coughed and replied, “I am sorry, Mr Cliff, you are not allowed to enter this hotel anymore. The Ferguson family banned you for disrespecting the May couple and their guests. If you excuse me, I have important matters to attend to.” Then he hung up.

I momentarily lost my focus on mommy who was talking to someone else in the background. "Really? Mommy told me I'm not allowed there. Can we go there for real?" Ariah asked in surprise. Rusty suddenly focused his gaze on me, almost as if seeking permission. When I nodded, he looked at me again before turning his attention back to Ariah. "I'll take care of mommy. Shall we go?" Ariah cheered. I smiled and sighed. "Mom, this is my tower, my property. As long as I'm here, I don't want other people here. They can just go to another hotel to celebrate their endeavors, the hell I care. I'll have them leave," I firmly told my mom.

The pack members, with the innate hospitality that defined their community, guided the guests to designated resting places where they could find respite after the vibrant festivities. Expressing their gratitude, the visitors marvelled at the warmth with which Nampa had welcomed them. Luna, with a genuine smile, assured them that they were not just guests but cherished members of the enchanted realm during their stay. The following morning, as the sun painted the sky with hues of dawn, the pack arranged for a communal breakfast. The aroma of freshly prepared food wafted through the air as Nampa's residents and their newfound guests gathered for a meal that symbolized unity and shared experien

"You should go back to him." Noru told Toma. Toma planned to stay at Noru's place 'til tomorrow because he thinks that he's not capable of facing Yuji yet. He still feels down that he got rejected by Yuji the night he confessed. "Ehh… I think I'd stay here for a few more days, even if I have to pay rent." Toma said. "What the heck!? I don't want the jerk who rejected me to stay here with me. You're so rude and selfish."

"Dad, I'm not comfortable talking about this with you. Just let it go, dad. I will be careful next time." "Yadu, There shouldn't be a next time. Your mom is worried sick for you. None of her relatives are ready to accept you as their groom because of your play-boy tag." "Dad, I'm not ready for marriage. In Fact, I don’t want marriage. So, what's the problem in them not accepting me?"

Alpha Arthur responds to Father. “Are you turning down my hospitality?” Father moves closer to us. “Your father will never do that, Alpha Arthur. You know how he loves my home and enjoys spending his time in my home. So why are you refusing my request? Or is it,” Father gazes right at me, “Your mate who prefers to be in a hotel for some female reasons?” Father’s lips twist to the sides, and I see the nasty smile that plays on his face. “We will stay back in the mansion, Fath… I mean, Alpha Maxwell,” I speak without thinking about it.

With the Foster family’s support, they would definitely be much more relaxed. Brayan believed that Watson would surely agree to the deal for the family’s interests. Watson showed a horrible look as he took a deep breath. “I won’t chase you two out of here for the sake of our relationship. “That said, the family doesn’t welcome you anymore! Get out!” Watson made a gesture before the servants took the tea away instantly. He was not planning to let them stay at all! Amora showed a cold glare when she pouted her lips with disbelief.