BEING THE WIFE OF HIS BROTHER-IN-LAW
CHAPTER 3. RECEPTIONS
The wedding party continues. Kian who is now dressed in a pink dress looks very beautiful. With a natural makeup and a neat hairstyle, making the girl look more charming.
The whole family thought that the girl who looked so beautiful was Lian. Because they know that the dress worn by the girl is a gift from Grandpa Bimo, Rama's grandfather, special for his daughter-in-law's granddaughter. Unfortunately they have all been fooled because in fact the girl behind the beautiful dress is not Lian but Kian.
A sincere smile continued to be drawn on Kian's face. He really plays his part as much as possible. He did not open the slightest gap to his family to feel suspicious if these twin brothers exchanged identities.
"Where's Kian?" ask the father while whispering.
"So it's still in the room" replied Kian Lirih.
"Ooh.."
The father drove Kian to sit in the pelaminan beside Rama. There was not a single smile on the lips of the man. He only glanced at the woman beside him who he knew as his current wife.
Kian tried as much as possible to calm down even though his body was actually a little trembling and his heart was so agitated. His feelings are mixed until he himself does not know how to mention it.
He looked at the man beside him who was constantly looking at the clock in his hand. From the gelagatnya can be seen clearly if the man really did not enjoy the event. It's really weird. Because she should be a groom feeling happy with this wedding. Or maybe what Lian said in the room earlier about this man who was also betrothed was true?
He did not dare to look at Rama's face at all. He could only glance for a moment then bowed back. And it was actually realized by Rama as well. Even the man was also actually able to see these two hands of the woman beside him trembling slightly. But he doesn't care about that.
"Hey, the bride is silent. Come on, let's dance. This is your reception. When you guys even look like this?" said Grandpa Bimo who immediately pulled the couple to stand on the dance floor.
The wedding reception held in a luxury building is indeed a cost that is not small. But it did not have much effect on the country's most successful entrepreneurs. Moreover, this reception was specially held by the grandfather for the only grandson he had.
It has a pink and sky blue theme combined with snow white, making the building as if transformed into a fairy tale kingdom. Grandpa didn't want to mess with this.
Kian and Rama are now standing in the middle of the dance arena. A romantic music began to flow very melodiously. Several couples who were also present at the party, one by one began to walk to the dance arena and participate in romantic dancing. Rama swiftly hugged Kian's waist and slightly pulled him leaving a distance between them very little. One of the men's hands touched Kian's hand and placed it around his neck. Kian who understood the meaning of Rama finally wrapped his hands around the neck of his pretended husband.
They both began to move the body to the left and to the right in line with the music played. This should be the most romantic moment for a couple. But not for Rama and Kian. Their bodies were moving but from then on Rama's eyes did not look at Kian's face for a second. The man always turned his eyes the other way.
"Mas Rama.." Kian finally ventured to make a sound. But Rama did not answer.
"If Mas Rama does not want to dance, we go back to the guarantee," said Kian again.
Rama did not speak Kian's words at all. He continued to dance and regardless of the position of the woman in front of him who had started to feel uncomfortable. Eventually Kian could only lower his face back. Let everyone think if he is ashamed to face Rama at such a close distance, Kian thought.
After feeling enough, Rama also released his embrace from Kian's waist. Very carefully and gently, the man clasped Kian's hand as if to keep him from falling. Seeing that incident, Grandpa Bimo smiled. He was very happy because he thought the grandson had begun to accept the woman as his wife and tried to become a responsible husband.
"Do I want to get you a drink?" ask Kian when they've sat back at the pelaminan.
Rama simply raised his hand side by side, gesturing for rejection. He took a deep breath and rested his back on the beautiful chair.
"Hmm, am I right to do this? Actually my heart is still not completely sure to follow Lian's wishes but if I don't comply? I don't want Lian to make a decision. Yes, if this is indeed the best, hopefully everything can run smoothly, "inner Kian monologue.
Meanwhile in the bridal dressing room, Lian who was already dressed casually, danced to the music she heard from below. His mood was so happy when he felt free from the bondage that his father had created to him.
A moment later, Lian's phone rang. He then saw the name of the lover on his screen which made him more excited to immediately lift it.
"Hello dear.." said Lian with a smile. He laid his body on the bed and then rolled back and forth, giving his joy.
"Hello darling. How's wedding? Smoothly? Is your husband very handsome?" a man said from behind the phone. Who else if not the lover of the heart, Vicky.
Lian scowling.
"Hmm. What do you mean? I told you no, if Princess Lian Sahara would only belong to a Vicky. There will be no other man who can have me but you."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yes of course. Do you doubt me, my dear?"
"No.. Of course not. But from the news that I heard he said your agreement has happened and you are legally husband and wife. So I thought that I'd lost you forever."
"Yes, I've done it, but you don't know what your lover is doing so that I can be free from this marriage and safe from my father."
"Oh yeah? What'sthat?"
Lian also told everything she did to Kian so that her twin sister would willingly replace her position. Vicky laughed behind the phone.
"But you are this winter. So it's me, " said Vicky who made Lian blush.
"Who's boyfriend used to be donk" Lian said.
Lian kept talking to Vicky. The day that was originally so annoying for him has now turned into a lot of fun.
Tok…
The sound of someone knocking on the door.
"Why are you inside?"
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