Beautiful and Bad CEO

Adira's wedding

Today was the last day Adira came to the boutique before she got married in two days.

"We'll please prepare my wedding dress because I'll take her home now" Adira ordered.

"OK, miss. His suit too ?" ask Mita.

Adira seemed to think for a moment. Will she give clothes to her future husband or not ? but mom said her future husband had prepared his own clothes. Thought Adira.

"Em, no need. Later if needed." replied Adira.

"Did that annoying master come again to the boutique to make a complaint ?" ask Adira again.

"It doesn't seem to exist, miss." Adira nodded at the employee's reply.

"Good then." replied Adira.

"It." Mita handed over Adira's wedding dress which she had finished wrapping.

"thank you. I'll go home first. Titip's a boutique." order Adira before she leaves the boutique.

I don't know how long he'll be off after his wedding day. Not to mention if her husband later invited her to go on a honeymoon. Adira smiled amusedly remembering that. Are they going on a honeymoon ? somehow the appearance and attitude of the man who will be her husband that she never knew. Adira hopes that the man who will be her husband is a good man.

*

The next day Nia took Adira to go to the beauty salon to do facial and body treatments. And tomorrow again. These two days Adira does a lot for herself. But to this day Adira has never even met the man who will marry her tomorrow. Curious ? of course Adira was curious.

The knock on the door of the room broke Adira's daydream. A housekeeper brought a box for him.

"This is a delivery for, miss."

"From whom, mba ?" ask Adira curiously.

"Says from the future husband of the lady."

Hearing that Adira immediately took the box and immediately opened it. Uh, the package is like no stranger. Inner Adira.

"Huh. It's impossible." Adira was surprised to see the contents inside. It looks like a dress.

Adira immediately opened the wedding dress that she had just received perfectly to prove if it was indeed her dream wedding dress made in her boutique and had been sold to a strangely annoying man. Or maybe. Something came to his mind.

"God. Is that guy maybe ?" Adira suddenly held her head which suddenly felt dizzy thinking about the possibility that happened.

*

Next day.

"NO !"

Adira awakens from her sleep when she dreams of meeting the man who came to her boutique wearing a mask.

"Adira ! Adira !" the sound of her mother calling out along with the knock on the door of the room.

"What's up, ma ?" adira asked as she opened the door.

"Quick shower. Soon the people from the salon will come to dress you up." Nia reminded her daughter.

"Hem. Yes, ma." Adira closed the door to her room again.

Adira returns to see her dream wedding dress hanging in the corner of the room. She smiled and finally got to wear it today. But when remembering her future husband and the man who ordered the dress, Adira again felt dizzy.

The man wearing a mask came to his shop. It may be true that Leo said, the man used a mask to cover his bad face apparently.

You have to make the exact same clothes you want for your future husband.

Just use your body size.

My future wife's body size is exactly the same as your body size.

Adira remembered the man's words. Why was he not aware of the signs given by him. Yep. God, what would my fate be if I really married that man.

"Well, my mother's son is beautiful." praised Nia who just walked into Adira's room. Seeing his daughter being fucked.

Adira smiled looking at her reflection in the mirror. Today she finally got to wear her dream wedding dress.

"Is it done ?" asked Nia to the woman who dressed Adira.

"Already, madam." replied the woman then she started packing her things.

"Come, we're leaving now." Nia helps Adira to walk to the car where Abizar is waiting with his driver.

Adira and Arkan's wedding will be held at a hotel. At Arkan's request the show was made closed and only invited relatives and close friends.

Meanwhile, at the luxurious residence Wiratama. Arkan was well dressed when his mother came into the room.

"Why is it still covered ?" Ririn held Arkan by the hand as her son was about to put something on his face.

"I want to see how sincerely she will accept me to be her husband." Arkan replied flatly.

"You don't believe in mom's choice ?" ririn asked a little disappointed.

"I believe in my mother. But I have to prove it myself before my heart really accepts it." Arkan continued to wear a mask to cover part of his face as usual.

"Arkan, please. Learn to forget the past and open your heart to your wife. Not all women are the same, Arkan. There are still good women and sincere hearts" Ririn said as she hugged her only son.

"Darling, come. Later we're late." suddenly Raka goes into Arkan's room.

*

The bride's family has arrived at the venue. Adira's smile blossomed as a handsome man greeted her.

"Surprise !" the handsome man spread his arms to hug Adira.

"Sister !" adira exclaimed and immediately hugged the man she called sister.

Melvin was the first son of Abizar and Nia. For the past three years Melvin has been living overseas to take care of his grandfather, Adam Mark, who is there.

"I don't think you're going home" said Adira.

"Maybe I missed the chance to see you get married. Turns out you're an adult. But to me you're still my little sister who's still wet the bed." Melvin teases Adira.

"Ah, sister. Don't mention it. I'm embarrassed." whine Adira spoiled and made Melvin laugh.

Due to the focus of joking together, they did not realize that the bridegroom's family had arrived. Arkan even glanced at the affection of Adira and Melvin as he walked past their table.

The voice of the MC resuscitated Adira if the wedding procession will be held soon. Suddenly the woman became nervous as she looked ahead.

Gosh darn. That guy's. Adira closes her mouth in disbelief if the man who will marry her soon is none other than the masked man who came to her boutique.

That shirt. Adira sees the man also wearing a suit made by him.

Adira immediately lowered her head as Arkan also looked towards her. Adira's heart pounded even more as their gazes met. In an instant, Adira became the legal wife of Arkan Wiratama.