Destiny

It was silent other than the soft breathing of Ria. Fully covered with the blanket, Fariha Ri had woken moments ago. Last night, her father, Dem Ri, had asked her to prepare herself for her wedding. She remembered pacing into the room, being badly beaten by her father and finally lapsing unconscious. Now, looking down at her bloodstained body, she knew her destiny has been decided.

Why? She asked herself. She gathered her knees to her breast, observing the sleeping girl on the bed. Ria Ri, her only support system. Suddenly, the doors creaked open. She glanced up. A tall and cunning looking maid stepped in, a pink towel neatly placed in her hands.

Fariha shivered, tears filling her eyes. "Why have you not warned  me?" She said in a whisper. In response, the maid brutally grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up. "Your destiny has been decided Fariha. Now stop making a fuss and prepare yourself for the upcoming events." the maid replied in a strict manner.

After listening to her Fariha cried like a broken doll. "What? It can't be. Why would he do this? I am his daughter."

"Daughter?" the maid's lips twisted into a cunning smile. "You and your foolishness. You are the cause of your mother's death. He has no place for you in his heart." Fariha glared at her and said nothing. Her father sold her off like a slave. She needed to accept this reality she knew.

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Yang Li, the CEO of Li corporation sat on his office chair looking at the papers containing all the information related to his would be wife. His assistant, Jimmy, reported: " Sir, Fariha Ri is 18 years old, she was engaged to you as a child to cement the family business together."

18 years? too young. For God sake, he is 30 years old. How can he marry her.

" Arrange a meeting with Mr. Ri as soon as possible." Yang Li said coldly.