Belongs to Other Women

Belongs to Other Women
The Part 74



Tika POVs.


Finished jogging, as usual, I sangkring in the kitchen to enjoy a plate of fruits that have been provided Bi Mince. While browsing the Instagram homepage on my phone.


"Non, want some coffee?" haggard Bi Mince to me.


"No Bi, I ask you to take my infused water in the refrigerator below."


Bi Mince immediately got her. Actually I could've stood up and taken it myself. But.... The males! By pewe.gaskin! Hahahaha 🤪


"Still Bi. Where's Mama Bi?" ask me while putting my phone down.


"Mrs to the Non market, she said someone was bought."


"Oh." I replied briefly.


Mamah was like that, if there was something she wanted to buy, usually she would go alone, except for the clippers, just ask Bi Mince for help.


During the day the preparation for decoration began its work. The vendor I choose is the best vendor in my opinion. Because honestly this vendor I think is the most visa vendors realize the desire of the decor for the once in my lifetime event.


This time, I have a lot of sponsorships that I have. Wh why? Because my work is related to them almost every week.


The company I work for doesn't want to lose either. My boss very special gave me a bonus for the documentation vendor. And gave me free catering for the family buffet. The best boss!


Mamah, Max and Haikal were busy helping with all these preparations. While me? I also made preparations to go to the spa with Ka Shilla. Perform rituals before the event. I was really lucky to have a family like them, lucky to be born in their midst.


Every day passes very slowly in my opinion. Every day the family comes. Some are from afar, some are Papah family, some are Mamah family. Some sleep at home, some stay at the inn that has been provided by Max not far from home.


Until finally the happy day came. With a nervous feeling, I started in makeup. The wedding ceremony starts from 8am to 2pm. Then the after-dress party or the recipe starts at 8 pm until 12 pm.


Everything is done in a day, to save time. And in my town it's common. My phone has been ringing since 3am, when I started makeup by MUA professional in my cab. It was a chat from Jefri.


Many times he teased me, many times I mocked him. My longing has almost exploded. 4 days not seeing his face makes my brain a little lola responding to Mamah's questions.


"When, where are you keying your car? There is no garage hanging. The garage wants to be empty." said Mamah interrupted my MUA.


I thought for a moment, I haven't touched my car in a long time. Because a few weeks have passed I was always picked up by Jefri. The streets also use their cars.


"Ep. I forgot Mah." I replied briefly.


"How could I forget? How do you want to get out of the car?" Mom started to get emotional.


"Well, yeah. Mamah ready the others just let me take care of this." said Max appeared behind Mamah.


Mamah was indeed hectic preparing for this event, everything was almost handled by herself. Everything works with direct supervision by Mamah. I salute my Mom, she really is my Wonder Woman.


All preparations have been completed. Time has shown at 6am. The sun came up with such a beautiful rooftop. My entire house has been successfully conjured up by a decor vendor in accordance with all my and Mamah's wishes. The combination of white and green really makes this house like a flower garden.


White roses and tulips beautify every corner of the room. The money was as fragrant as it smelled until it came out of the house. My bedroom did not escape from the decor. Each corner is decorated with live flowers that further beautify the location of my bed that has been made of white bedcover and silver typical of modern-day wedding beds. Then at the top of the bed is neat and filled with red rose petals arranged in the shape of a heart with a pair of goose towels on it.


Inside my house was also fitted with various cctv that I deliberately asked my boss, so that I could check every corner of the house just through the room. But his intention was not that. I asked for it just because I wanted to see my future husband's face when I entered the house after so long I didn't see him. Hahhahhaa


The documentaries have begun to be busy doing their duty. Some were taking pictures, some were doing take videos with me. Things went well until Jefri and his family arrived. The event began and all the processions were successfully passed without any defects. Everything went smoothly, as smooth as my current skin that had returned to what it used to be. All this thanks to Haikal mixed lotion. Really useful.


After the procession is complete. Max married me to the man I love. I was picked up by Jefri to my room. The place where I was hiding was waiting for him since. Haikal helped me to stand up from my dressing chair after successfully pairing my heels earlier. Haikal handed my hand to Jefri with his best smile for me. Then don't forget he kissed my cheek a flash.


"Congratulations.. You, take care of the cave, happyin him every breath." Haikal whispered.


I laughed at Jefri's expression. Then Jefri looked at me for a long time, then we came out of the room, down to the wedding venue. All of this happened, my dream came true. Married the man I love.


Everyone present looked just as happy as the two of us. The positive aura was so thick felt. The two of us unceasingly developed smiles on both corners of our lips. Speech by word flowed so fast. Making Jefri's hand seem not to want to let go of his grip on mine. My happy feeling peaked when on the sidelines of the event still had time Jefri with all his ignorance whispered a sentence that was able to make my face blush more perfect.


"My wife, my love, my future life." then she peeped at me a flash.


Then I casually replied, "Thank you for writing on my shoes."



Jefri laughed, "Sorry I'm dirtying your shoes."


I nodded quickly then clutched him in front of the sea of humans. Fortunately Mamah home page is quite large so it can be transformed into a decor like in a luxury building.



After the end of the long procession of the magnificent wedding ceremony in the dream of Tika and Jefri. They finally breathed. Now they are both officially a husband and wife.


Many surprises that Jefri gave to Tika during the after dress party. One of them Jefri who sang a very touching English song with a pair of hands playing his guitar, walked slowly closer to Tika. Not only did the Tika he made shed happy tears. Some of the guests were seen wiping their tears.


As soon as Jefri sang his love song, Jefri swiftly embraced Tika's waist, softly kissed her lips glittering before all the invited guests, and again a roar of applause adorned their surroundings.


Everyone was happy to go through the party that night that looked elegant.


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Go to Season 2, yes,


The title can be searched "Happiness (not) Perfect" or just click on the author's profile.


Thank you to everyone who took the time to read this story.


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