Forced to Marry My Ex Brother-in-Law

, Sis?" Putri aske

lier. I already fi

the pear he brought. Occasionally, he wou

ould've happened. Rama really doesn't have any sen

l where he is, Put," I rep

ill holding the knife and pear. "Where exactly doe

tri had been sneaking glances at my ex this whole time. Faiz didn't say

m, Sis," Putri confesse

spearing a slice of p

s he like me? If I were with someone like Faiz, I'd marry him strai

s brought up our past when we talked, I won

ight, if Faiz became

er," I

rang. Faiz came closer, sitti

eeling bet

ing with Putri, Iz

justing the blanket over me-a ca

ing what your husband should have done

said, lowering my ga

iz chuckled, gent

me was still the same as before. It made

er, Iz. Putri is my sister. She'll f

it obvious that I s

guard. He smiled at first, but his smi

?" I taunted, givin

ed, confus

t. They say they love someone until that person is finally th

appointment with what Rama had done to me. He'd been so sweet, professing his

d. My husband wasn't even there when I gave birth-he m

't compare me to your husband! He's the one who disappear

ay of rest in the hospital, and I needed to gathe

all just empty words. And really, why should it matter to you what

Putri saw him as he passe

ong with F

ake sure he's not carrying feelings for someone else. Marriage

ri asked casually. "Whatever. He'

ss of the afternoon take over. I ignored it as

returned home, taking care of a newborn and little Mira. Thankfully

o word f

went straight to her grandchild in the crib. I'd been

terday. He sent a chat

ws haven't

N

fferent toward me. Was it because the

ant to wai

left the baby with my mother with a supply of pumped milk.

d one of the employ

, ma

e technical department-how long wi

uh

stache. I'd seen him before as Rama's

ight? What bri

Rama. I wanted to ask how

bout two days ago, Miss. Rama checked in and picked

the shame of realizing my husba

hanks,

a motorcycle taxi to take me home. Mayb

nk

caught my attention as

aiz called from

firmly. "I'

where

ext to Faiz. I trusted that he wasn't lying sin

home. The ba

ime. I've already taken care of everythin

t turned red. "You deserve to know who your hus

f battling traffic, we arrived at a row of small houses not far from th

ouse is

or, I froze. A woman in a white kebaya stood next to a tall, handsome man w

exclaimed

rong, demanding an explanation as to why he'd abandoned me when I gave