Chapter 2 - Skandar's T**t

The white and blue house in a luxurious residential area in Northbourne Avenue looked busier than usual, the many servants of the house were passing by bringing lots of dishes to be served on the long table in the dining room. A waiter brought a plate and arranged it, then another plate would come and arrange beside him, and so on, even though they had prepared it from two hours ago, but it hadn't finished yet.

A man just stared at the scene with a lazy gaze from the balcony of the first floor overlooking the swimming pool of his house. He deliberately put both hands into the pockets of his trousers. His red shirt looked great with his tan skin. He had hoped that only one of his family members would behave normally, but his hopes seemed to be useless at all. All his family seemed to have worked together to conspire to torture him tonight.

Skandar Alexander Hemingway, the man was waiting his mother, but his mommy seemed that she could read his mind and deliberately avoid it. Even though she took a long conversation with his grandmother. His mother was really annoying, Skandar groaned in annoyance at the woman who had given birth to him into the world. Skandar was putting on a face that was far from friendly now, it caused his younger sister forced to approach him.

"You can't wait to meet your future wife, bro?" Teased his sister, Nancy Hemingway.

"I can't wait to end mom’s silly drama!" Fizzed Skandar at his sister.

Nancy laughed at her brother's answer, it was no surprise that her frigid brother would talk too scatching like that. Skandar was very similar to the male version of their mommy, frontal and outspoken. Skandar's younger sister was playing with her cellphone, as if she was looking for something on her cellphone.

“Do you know the face of your future wife, bro? Mom said that she is very young." Nancy said to her brother, she was remembering her mom's words this afternoon.

"Do you know who she is?" expressed Skandar fast.

"Sure, she's even younger than me." Nancy answered honestly.

Skandar blinked his eyes confused, wait for... If his younger sister was only twenty one years old, how old was she? It’s impossible for him to marry a girl whom was younger than his sister's age. Skandar exhaled his breath that seemed choked.

"How old is she?" Asked Skandar carefully to his younger brother.

"She’s seventeen years old, I think."

"WHAT!!!" Skandar's jaw felt as if he had fallen it to the floor while he was listening to his sister's tweet. "Mommy should match me with a junior high school student, it would be great disaster!"

"Mommy said, the teenager is easier to be managed... and-" Nancy did not continue, the girl only grimaced and laughed.

"And what?" Asked Skandar impatiently.

"There's still not much experience, it's still innocent inside and out and the important thing is that you can teach it from the start." His sister said, her cheeks flushed red, but she continued to look at her brother's face, which was as red as a boiled crab.

"My Mommy is crazy!!" Fizzed Skandar.

The conclusion, his Mommy had lost control. Losing control of her sanity! If his sister laughed continually to tease him, Skandar would pull her hair exasperatedly. Please, Nancy should feel how to be matched with person who had far gap age with herself. Matchmaking had made you headache crazily, and marrying a childish girl whom would make you turned into crazed and deranged.

The Hemingway family heir went straight from the balcony and to the living room where his mom, daddy and his grandmother were seriously waiting for their 'honored' guest. When she reached the living room of his house, how shocked he was, the guests who had been waited by their family had arrived. His mommy saw him directly, she smiled gently to him. Skandar thought his mom was very clever to hide her guilty toward himself.

"Ahh come here, dear.... Your future wife has come." Mommy said, and she immediately grabbed her son's arm.

“This is my eldest son, Skandar Alexander Hemingway. And dear, this is Mr. Noah Davis and his wife, and this lovely girl is Charisa Zwetta Davis, your future wife, son." Replied his daddy.

Skandar almost shed tears, his worst nightmare seemed to be turning into logic. The Hemingway man looked horrified when he saw a teenager, so young, whom had been asked by his mommy in order to be closer towards him. Skandar gave his grandmother and mommy an warning look, but the two Hemingway women seemed not to find Skandar 's warning.

"Sista, Charisa doesn't want to...." The young girl whispered and squeaked at the woman who was older than her, Skandar raised his eyebrows when he heard that.

"It is okay now." The other woman replied to calm her down, and pushed her sister-in-law forward a few steps.

Skandar Hemingway finally greeted Davis's wife, then his eyes turned to the young girl in a long blue dress. There was no need to ask for her identity card even to test whether the girl was young or old, because Skandar even doubted if the girl had already had an identity card. Skandar threw a cold gaze on the girl who was much shorter than him, the girl looked away and away from his gaze.

Ckk, See, even though we have not married yet, we have been are in a cold war like this!

"Ahh... They may be still clumsy... Let's have dinner and talk then." said his mommy who didn't take care about her son's fate.

His mommy invited them all to come into the dining room. Skandar walked on the right side of his grandmother, and helped her to walk patiently. His grandmother gladly accepted the care of his favorite grandson. No matter, how annoyed Skandar Alexander Hemingway was, he would not be able to ignore his family. Noah Davis discreetly watched the attitude of his future sister-in-law. The man elbowed his wife's arm who had been watching his little sister. Amanda followed his gaze, and she knew her husband's intention, at least they now were not very wrong in making decision. They found right guy for their sister.

"Let's have our usual dish, feel yourself at home, Mr. Davis." George Hemingway, the head of the Hemingway family, opened their dinner session.

"Thank you for your welcome, Mr. Hemingway." Said Noah Davis politely.

"Don’t mention it, we are glad to welcome you. Please, assume all of us as family from now on."

Soon, the family dinner contained with Mr. Hemingway, his wife, Mrs Hemingway, and Noah Davis. Several times, a girl who was introduced as Skandar’s sister participated in their family’s jokes. Another side, Skandar just got silently, the man just answered his family’s chirp with his distinctive mutter.

The dining room of the Hemingway family house was indeed large, there was even enough space to place several large cabinets containing a collection of expensive porcelain and ceramics belonging to Mrs. Hemingway, where as their dining table was also very long. The main course was already served, Amanda took his sister-in-law a white porcelain bowl, then poured a few spoons of pumpkin soup. However the beautiful girl beside her whispered in a low voice.

"Sista... Charisa feels scared on the uncle." Whispered Charisa innocently, but her statement was caught by Skandar’s sharp eyes.

The tall man had already watched over the girl on purpose, if he couldn't step back anymore, then he had to know what kind of girl whom his mommy had flattered, she was really good or even just a trick.

"Which uncle do you mean?" Amanda asked in a whisper too, she didn't want to be considered rude if Charisa meant the head of the Hemingway family, Mr. George Hemingway.

“The Uncle, he is in front of Charisa, he seems to have fangs. Is he vampire?"

Amanda smiled stiffly. Did Charisa not realize that the uncle and the vampire who had fangs she meant was her future husband? They had told Charisa about arranged marriage between she with a man because of her father’s testament before he passed away. A will in order to Charisa got married with his friend’s grandson. Amanda would not blame her sister-in-law who immediately cried not wanting to leave, which girl would obey if she found out that she would get an arranged marriage soon.

Charisa Davis even immediately sulked on her sister, the young girl also asked if her father had a debt to the Hemingway family and took Charisa as their hostage. They both even had to speak personally for two hours to persuade Charisa, the reasons as namely her fathers’ will and her brother got job mutation to New Zealand for another weeks were one of them. Charisa couldn't move her high school quickly if she wanted to graduate this year, nor she should be allowed to live alone in Canberra. It caused this matchmaking was the only way.

"Is this mango sticky rice pudding?" Charisa chirped loudly. Then the young girl ate her pudding greedily.

“Yes, it's mango sticky rice pudding, a Thai dessert, honey! Does Charisa like it?" said Narcissa Hemingway gently.

Skandar’s mommy even asked one of her housemaids to get one more portion for Charisa. When she saw a whole serving of mango sticky rice pudding in front of her eyes again, the girl's eyes widened even more. Please, note that Charisa Zwetta Davis never failed to be bribed with sweet and delicious foods.

"She is still alike a kiddy." Skandar scowled from his chair. Nancy who heard her brother’s wheezing got chuckles from her chair, she assumed all matters concerning her family later, and it would be funny.

"Do you like Thai food, Mrs. Hemingway?" Asked Amanda as a bit curious.

"Ahh yes, this is because my husband whom also has a resort business there." Said the mother of a couple of Hemingway's sons and daughters.

"Thailand is a beautiful country, especially the beaches." Noah responded.

"That's right, Mr. Davis, that's why I have invested many my assets there this year." Skandar’s Daddy replied enthusiastically.

The "unusual" dinner didn't feel over either. Furthermore, Skandar knew if both of his dad, mom, or grandmother seemed enjoying conversation with Davis family. Especially his mom who looked so impatient to make her as 'daughter-in-law'!

"Ms. Charisa, can we talk only the two of us?" Skandar said suddenly when they had finished their dinner and would go back to the living room.

Charisa, who was still loading, was digesting the words of the man whom she had called the vampire uncle, she had just frozen, Skandar immediately grabbed her arm and took the girl to the garden behind his house. The two families were just stunned to see the heroic behavior of Skandar Hemingway. Skandar seldom spoke, but once more he had a talk, he immediately kidnapped his future wife. Their startled family was immediately melted by the ridiculous behavior of anyone else if not Skandar's own mom.

"Ahh my son is really cunning and brainy." Praised Skandar’s mommy reflexively and smile broadly.

"Mom..." Nancy rebuked.

“We can go straight to the living room then. Dear Nancy, can you take grandmother?" Asked Hemingway's grandmother to her granddaughter.

Meanwhile in the back garden, Skandar had ordered all his servants away from the area. Skandar had closed the back door of his house and had confirmed that no one was there except for him and the young girl.

The man, whose surname was Hemingway, then returned to the place where his future wife was standing waiting for him with curious eyes. The high school girl was standing near his daddy's koi fish pool. Her blue dress was blown several times in the evening breeze. With the light away from the shadows, Skandar could observe her more freely, inevitably Skandar recognized if the young girl had naturally pretty beauty.

"In brief, I dislike small talk now, you have already known me, right? I'm Skandar Alexander Hemingway." Said Skandar in his usual cold tone.

"Aa... Uncle is my future hub-" Charisa, who was still a high school student, didn't think that she had to face a situation like this. The girl stuttered about it.

"Yes, your future husband." replied Skandar, His jaw line slightly hardened as he was saying those. He still could not believe that he had to have arranged marriage finally. "I wonder, what is your motive for accepting this matchmaking?"

"I have no motive whatever, I'm also a victim here, uncle!!" Shrieked Charisa, she was panic, she could feel if the man was judging her and her family. Tears started to flow on her lids, after all she was a victim in this situation, and her youth was not even allowed to bud and bloom.

"I know that you are also a victim in this matchmaking, I just want to know why you agree this matchmaking!?" Exclaimed Skandar in an increasingly high voice.

"Because it was my father's request, my father’s last will, who I couldn't even meet when he died… Huhuhu.... ” The girl started crying now.

"HEY!!! Don't cry, I'm not scolding you!" Skandar said quickly.

Skandar did sympathetic when he heard the young girl's answer, the next question that he wanted to asked seemed caught in her throat. Without even asking, he knew that the mawkish girl in front of him was a good girl. From the beginning, the Hemingway man did not want him to make the wrong choice, therefore as much as possible before marriage even if he was forced to, he would make sure that his future wife was not a hussy or a bitch like a girl out there.

“My second question, do you mind if you marry me later? Do you know the duties of the wife of the Hemingway family's eldest son?"

"Is uncle asking me?" Charisa asked Skandar innocently.

“No, I'm asking the koi fish behind you! Silly, yes, I must be asking you, who else? "

"Hey, I'm not silly!!!" The girl shouted, making Skandar's ears hurted excruciatingly. The Hemingway man then rubbed his ringing ear.

"If we get married, I shall make sure that our marriage is real, I'm not a person who will be playing sacred thing and a marriage is consecrated thing for me. As the eldest son of the Hemingway family, I must have children. That means that I must make babies with you during our marriage. ”

"Make babies? Like reading in biology books?" asked Charisa, she forgot about the contents of the textbook that made her remedy for the second time.

"What biology book do you mean?" Asked Skandar with his eyebrows raised up one side, a sign if he was surprised. But the girl just stared back at him with her two round eyes, she did not extend her words back.

"I assume you don't mind. And one more thing, I want to know your response to me, especially your body language!"

"What!!?"

Charisa never understood the actual question of the man in front of her, starting from continuing Hemingway clan’s name, making babies, to which response the dumb man meant. That stupid uncle got closer and closer to herself. She walked even further backwards. She could enter the pool if the man continued to get closer to her.

“Hey, what are you doing? Back off!!? Move on or I shall hit you." Shouted Charisa who was already panicked first, actually the young girl's words were more like just a scolding for Skandar. Because she was not a match for Skandar who kept just walked over. Skandar Hemingway only smiled disparagingly.

"Uncle!!!" Shrieked the young girl who had almost fallen into the pool if Skandar didn't pull her for the next second.

Yes, pulling her up to hit and into Skandar’s arms. Charisa, the girl still closed her eyes. The youngest daughter of the Davis family was shivering, she clearly thought that she was going to fall into the fish pool. Seeing the frightened young girl, Skandar smiled amusedly, he did not expect his future wife being innocent as her before. Skandar let go of his hug.

"Open your eyes! You pass, you pass the water and you pass my test!"

"Hah? I'm dry, uncle?" The girl opened her round eyes and felt her entire dress.

"Don’t call me uncle, I'm not your uncle! I'm already going to be your husband next week!"

"HAHH!!"

------ To be continued ------