Aara is Not Lara
Attention Thieves
“Ara.”
‘Hans?’ Ara muttered inwardly with her forehead frowning as the sound of a weak greeting burst into her hearing. It was very strange for Ara to find Hans present at her wedding.
Those eyes that were rubbing against each other were instantly cut off by Rava's actions which seemed to be busy tidying up Ara's left eyebrow. Briefly, but Ara Tau Rava was showing his dislike for the glaring eyes that Ara gave Hans.
“Congratulations yes, Ara.. Didn't think the loner was married.” Said a friend while Ara was sitting in high school while holding Ara's left arm snobs familiar. They are not close friends, it just happens that his friend is also a resident of one RT with Ara, so of course got an invitation for the help of the local RT to record all its citizens.
“I brought Hans here. He was in college very far, naturally you are difficult to invite to him. Not all kids get your invitation. When I posted in the alumni group to say congratulations, there were many tablets, including Hans, but you were close. I finally shared an invitation from you. It's a pity that our friends can't gather everything here.” Cerocos is a girl like Ara who wears a tosca green kebaya.
The words spoken are quite long and look very sloppy. Even if listened to more seriously and examined again will seem implied almost julid if you forget the lip brake lever is pulled as soon as Rava's eyes look as if ready to chop.
“Iya.” Reply Ara briefly, confused as to what kind of response. Suddenly it presents a faint upset whisper with the lips of sewot ready to grumble.
Whereas in the view of Ara, even the alumni group in question he never knew what it looked like. One more thing, of course not everyone got an invitation from Ara. Ara's invited guests in addition to her college friends, Lecturers and friends, Ara handed all of those things to Papa Yudith and Mama Lauritz.
“Oh, yes, apparently you did not join the group. I've saved your number from Hans, I'll go to group.” Continue saying catch the story that Ara refuses to see again. Very felt Rava's grip tightened almost squeezing his fingers. It seems that Rava unconsciously vented his jealousy.
Stretching out his hand, Hans forced a smile on his lips. Hans's eyes looked fixed on Ara's face who was already the wife of a person, not a single girl anything else single.
His promise to Ara who will go home quickly, finish college with a Bachelor degree is very late. Hans realized that Ara had never made his promise, but had not expected to be left married as he now faces.
“Thank you for coming!” Rava said flatly with a cold aura, grabbing at Hans's helping hand aimed at Ara.
“Please take care of Ara!” Said Hans no less flat who immediately responded to the naughtiness of disdain and a skewed smile by Rava.
Without being asked by anyone, Rava was already like a possessed man of a thousand elite troops trained in guarding Ara. He thought that Rava would be silent and would not beat anyone if he dared to act, God alone had been beaten by Rava without bothering being in a public place.
The two men of different ages now look at each other. Even from the sensitive eyes of the invited guests, it could be seen if there was a blaze burning between Rava and Hans. Tub fun spectacle and can be used as a content after a word viral, viral, the more sophisticated phone of the owner was already recording some of the tension that occurred in the dominant white nuances with fake flowers in aqua blue.
Apparently the camera look like a silent watch did not stop there. Even before Hans appeared, there were deliberately perpetuating some moments, from the menu of dishes to a pair of brides who managed to tease the soul of purity. What's more shortly after Hans went to the bouquet and photo session with his family and several invited guests.
Flashes of camera flash capture historic moments for both sides of the family. Although Rava's parents are gone, but his relatives are still living healthy, only their relationship is not close. As a result, who occupied the guardian seat of the Rava party was his former right-hand man who had been considered like an uncle and fill in the vacancy of the role of parents for Rava and Dion.
“Jeez, really handsome Mr. Doctor.”
“That's serious that he says his brother is Mr Boss? Crazy clear.”
“Open the internet try, only time there is a way to be his brother-in-law Mr. Bos.”
“Then how come, mending samperin there! But self-conscious too, handsome, pinter and real money that is more difficult to reach the crumbs of peyek kayak us.”
Such was the brief chat of Rava employees at one of the tables who were still loyal to look at the beautiful face of Dion. The three adult women were probably a few years above Ara and certainly younger than Dion who was now 29 years old. With a handsome face, Dion is a true center of attention thief.
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“Ma, Mas Rava kayak's sister is not ashamed of what do you see people?” Shuddering amused Jona observed the scenery of lovebirds that had not been there one day husband and wife status. Not about embracing each other, but Rava blatantly wrapped his hands around Ara's waist in a sitting position, while Ara stood uncomfortable trying to dispel embarrassment while rubbing Rava's head.
“Biarin aja, Mas. New bride yes it.” Mama Lauritz said casually after taking a quick glance at the child and her daughter-in-law who were sitting slightly away. While still dating, sometimes Mama Lauritz often finds Rava more spoiled, no wonder if this time even acts like a koala child.
“But that's a hell of a stretch, Ma. Hiiii.. Goosebumps.” Rubbing her irregular arms, Jona again shuddered amusedly and goosebumps as her eyes unintentionally stole a glance at Ara and Rava. Because Rava had equalized high with a little down, lightning dyed Ara's cheeks with anxiety. But this time avenged Ara with a punch that crazy made Rava laugh crisply.
“No need to goosebumps. Sit quietly with Rian there, soon we go home!” Mama Lauritz orders Jona, pointing to the seat next to the empty Rian. It was seen that Rian who was almost asleep was unable to withstand the drowsiness in a sitting position.
“Mager, Mom. Feet tired.” Reject Jona while shaking her head. His body is very tired. Although not busy welcoming invited guests like his parents and of course the Brother, but Jona tired of observing Rian who was too eager to taste all the dishes.
"Where is it, Ma?" Jona asked suddenly when she did not find Papa Yudith around the hotel lobby where the sacred wedding ceremony was full of service.
“That's who if not your Papa!?” Shaking his chin at a glance followed by the lens of Jona's moving eyes, Papa Yudith was chatting excitedly with some invited guests who deliberately had not returned home.
“Hah.. The fathers of that one are more excited than Mas Rava.” Chirps Jona puffed. Just by looking, Jona knows her Papa must be back to boast the Brother with a very excessive.
“All of his friends who came to show off his beautiful son. But Sister is beautiful also dressed, her putty manjur.” Jona chirps around her, can either be called praising or sneering.
The afternoon was really super exhausting. Exactly two hours ago the event was over, deliberately taking place only from nine in the morning to one in the afternoon.
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Who would've guessed from the start that it was Hans?😄
Thank you for always supporting Hana so far🥰
