[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Different From Before

"d! How does the HD company know about our blue lake project plans? Who is baj*ngan who has dared to divulge the plan of this project!" exclaim the Throne to the assistant in his study.

Reza seems to be busy with her laptop. The man's big finger danced cunningly over the keyboard without regard to the ravings of the Throne in his chair. He must immediately overcome the virus that is attacking the company's data security system.

"It's an internal virus, sir," Reza said as she turned around the laptop with a screen filled with irregular numbers and letters.

The throne, which had been focusing on evaluating the blue lake project data, raised its head. The man's net was perfectly rounded and seemed ready to tear apart anyone in front of him.

"Who would dare to betray here. If until I find that person, there's no mercy for him."

"But this will be a little difficult to investigate, sir. He entered the code randomly and the source of the hack was also undetectable" Reza explained as he wrestled back with his keyboard.

"Shi*t!" as the Throne kicked the computer keyboard to make it slide from its place.

His company has conceded twice, and twice this time he has not managed to find the perpetrator who has destroyed his project plan. The blue lake project envisioned by Zain and the Throne is a project that has been running for the past three years. HD companies that are the main competitors in this project always aim for their negligence, and make plans that resemble their development plans, to win the project of building a blue lake.

His father had already helped to free the land from the new owner and return it to the old owner by agreement. Of course what Zain wanted was support for the government, and the task of the Throne was to win the project of building factories and plantations on the land, to open new jobs that can accommodate more people.

The throne rubbed rough his face which looked crumpled. It had been three nights that the man could not sleep and always came home late. While at home he also still had to face his wife who always urged him with various questions because he came home at midnight. Yeah, she's trying to understand this because Bella's pregnant. But it's been a month since her second marriage, but Bella's jealousy has grown.

"This project cannot fail. Call the planning team, we'll make a new plan right now" the Throne orders while tidying up the suit he's wearing.

Meanwhile, in a neighboring country, a woman is seen smiling widely while staring at her reflection in the mirror. The bead of his eyes moved counting the number of accessories perched above his head. Those sparkling golden accessories looked dazzling.

Love sighed, inhaling the scent of jasmine flying around him. The smell comes from nothing but itself. The woman's hair had been rolled up, formed a large bun on the back, and was covered completely with fresh jasmine roncean.

The woman got out of the dressing chair after wearing white footwear, with her two-centimeter heels. Her body still looks good and slim despite being three months pregnant. The stomach does look a little bulging, but it will not be too obvious if not observed carefully.

He stepped slowly towards the large window that was behind him. The white kebaya that looks right on his body was dragged and dangled backwards as Love stepped. The brown batik fabric that wraps around the lower body looks so elegant.

The woman who looked so charming stood staring at the bright blue clouds through the window. His eyes closed for a moment while pulling the corners of his lips. As he opened the net, his manic glazed over.

Papa, Mama, please bless us. This time, please help Love to get happiness, the inner woman who is clenching her hands to beg.

"Sister of Love" said a young woman who had just opened the door.

Love turned her head to look at the girl with the sweetest smile she had. The woman approached Love with a look of amazement as she closed her mouth.

"Sak Cinta is very beautiful .. pantesan Aa Rudi can not turn away," seduced girl who is still twenty-one years old.

"No, Rumi ... Rudi aja who does not like girls said the neighbor," replied Love with a stifled laugh.

"But Big Brother is really pretty, I swear not to lie. Thank you, I want to give Aa. Rumi could finally be calmer because surely A' Rudi was not upset anymore. Sis Cinta tau no, after yesterday's proposal he was like a person possessed with his own smiles, maybe ...." Rumi draws herself closer to Love.

"... think of the first night." Suddenly Rumi's sister from her future husband made the cheeks of Love meet red. The thin blush on her cheeks was not even able to cover the red hue due to the embarrassment.

"Sister, let's wait. Rumi's sister asked to call the bride instead invited ghibah," ketus Nana who suddenly appeared with a typical chirping sound of the young girl.

"Yee, who's the big one, Na. Emang you like ghibah, every day to the house just want to ghibahin this brother of him," Rumi fights on Love and ends up getting a shot from the girl in the doorway.

"Already, the same bounty maker can not fuss. Come out," said Cinta as she stepped gracefully followed by her two younger sisters.

The heart of Love beats irregularly. Several times the woman took a deep breath to reduce her nervousness, but it still did not work. She thought this wedding day would not be as stretchy as it is now because it is not her first experience. But he was wrong. This is different from his previous experience. Rumi's arrival made her aware. Today he deserves to hope for happiness.

They slowly descend the stairs. People were already waiting in the front yard which was quite spacious. Rudi's house, which usually looks quiet, is now crowded with invited guests. Love does not want celebration. But Mira who was very happy because her only son finally wanted to get married, did not want to keep her own happiness.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time as Love passed through the main door of the house. With a feeling of unworthiness, the woman walked towards the place where the kabul ijab was held. A well-groomed man in a white bridal suit stared in admiration at him. The man's eyes did not blink at all. Every movement and every footstep of Love never escapes a second of its supervision.

"Let's start," said the pengendulu realize Rudi who was hypnotized by the elegance of his future wife.

"Let's start, sir." Mira's smile continued to expand watching her son who was soon stripped of his bachelor status.

"I marry you ananda Rudi Mahendra Bin Sarman Mahendra with Cinta Aulia Mirza Binti Faris Oksha Mirza with dowry a set of instruments of prayer, money one hundred million, gold twenty grams, and half an acre of land paid in cash."

The invited guests who were the majority of the mothers of friends Arisan Mira were stunned to hear the dowry that the ruler mentioned. Not only invited guests, even the bride bought her eyes in disbelief. He never asked for any dowry other than a set of prayer tools on Rudi. Netra Cinta glanced at the hand of Rudi who was shaking the ruler in front of him.

"I accept the marriage of Cinta Aulia Mirza Binti Faris Oksha Mirza with the dowry of a set of prayer tools, a hundred million dollars, twenty grams of gold, and half an acre of land paid in cash," rudi said out loud without a trace.

Love was fixated on the man by her side. The woman's eyes were warming. His heart trembled and his tongue felt faint upon hearing every word that came out of Rudi's mouth. He did not feel this earnestness at his first marriage just yet.

"My wife is very pretty," whispered Rudi shamelessly even as the elder was still staring at the two.

"Thank you very much" said Love when kissing the hand of the man who is now officially her husband.

Tears of Love shed as the surface of the man's lips gently touched his forehead. There were strange vibrations radiating throughout his body as they touched each other. Vibration that makes the heart of Love more pounding. Their eyes met and locked as if drowning each other.

"Yeeey," the cheers of the two girls behind broke the silence between the newlyweds.

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Hello, Sisters.

Thank God Simi can update. Previously Simi wanted to say thank you very much for the prayers of all brother. May Allah allow and may I still be able to continue creating new works that are more interesting for all brothers. Best prayer for you too, good luck and happiness always. Don't forget to smile, yeah.

See you soon. Lope lope sekebon for you, My Shining Star 🌟