We headed to the opened wooden double doors in the end of the aisle. The sunshine is so bright eventhough it's January when the temperature is -8°C in average. People's cheer filled the church, congratulating us. A surprise written on my face when someone shouts, "You're matched made in heaven!"

Is heaven deciding us to be a husband and wife through arranged marriage? Is heaven letting a wife hating her husband even before the wedding? What do they know about heaven? They don't know a thing and they don't know about this arranged marriage.

Otherwise, the man who keeps me close to him is smiling, waving, even saying, "Thank you." He is so happy that I couldn't comprehend, is that what he really feels or is he really a good actor? When my stare catch his gleaming eyes, he gives me reasuring smile that I can't understand.

I don't like him. I don't like him who isn't refusing Appa's offering of this arranged marriage, because if he did refuse then there would be no 'I do' escaped from our lips. I don't like him who doesn't understand me, because if he did understand me then he would have refused Appa's offering. I don't like him to be my husband because I know he's not the right man just based on the fact I could see.

I'm sure all of those sentences written really clear on my face now but he still keeps that contagious smile of him that I find myself not returning the smile.

As if various flower petals were able to talk, they remind me of the purpose of this marriage, for my family. Although I'm really sure putting business in marriage only taint the purity of marriage's value and not to mention destroying the true meaning of business. This only added to the list why I don't like him.

The end of the long journey to the doors have woken me up from my another train of thoughts. The sunshine is the exact opposite of windy and thunderous rain in my heart.

"You really like the sky, huh? I should make the wedding party at the park instead in the building but I'm sure you'll like my choice." He said surely ignoring an uninterested face of mine. Couldn't he read my emotions? Or couldn't I show my true feeling? My mind is still debating which one of us could be blamed on this.

We continued walking to the shining black of Mercedes Benz S Class at the end of our path. What should the bride do when she saw a luxurious car would bring her and her loved one to the best party of her life? I don't know. The warmth beside me is disappear for a moment before changed into something soft on my shoulders. He placed his coat pant over my petite figure and illuminating my face with his never ending smile.

It took long time than I figured to be in the building he mentioned before. The tail of my dress was no longer in my body because it's really hard for me to walk and same destiny goes to my veil, both left in the car. The silence always fills us up, not that I mind though because I have nothing to talk about. While genuine happy face plastered on his countenance until another doors ahead from us after exiting elevators. When he grabbed the knob it is opened up from the inside and cheering loud sounds could be heard.

"Happy Birthday, Youngjae!"

Confetti, the sound of claping hands, and big birthday cake in the middle of the room surprise Youngjae beside me. Not only him who is surprised but also me. I'm as his wife doesn't know her husband's birthdate, I really have no idea.

"Saengil chukkae, hyung." Said the tall guy in front of me, leaving people at the back after hearing Youngjae's permission to start the feast. "I know I shouldn't have brought you any presents because I know you already get what you want." Finished his sentence with knowing smirk. I don't like what might be his intention by saying that in front of us. Just then I realize, what does Youngjae get from this marriage? What's the advantage?

Besides bringing prosperity to my family I would be the wife of one of the leaders of Four Stars Firm. And it really benefits me in one and other ways. But what brings that up making me shiver, just how many sacrifice I must do to make it even? Youngjae wouldn't agree in this marriage without anything tangible right? There must be something besides the power over the business, but what's that? My Appa wouldn't let me hurt right?