Bobrok's Wedding

Chapter 3 - 1 Hour Before the Wedding

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Zafran is on his way. On a blind morning his car was already speeding through the fog and dew. Zafran's determination is only one. That's picking up Lika as soon as possible.

Although not constrained by traffic jams, the travel time taken by Zafran is quite long. He had just arrived at the city where Lika was. Zafran only needs to find a five-star hotel called The Royal.

While in search, Zafran car engine suddenly died itself. Now he had no choice but to take care of his car first.

"Damn! Why now, huh?! You always act at the wrong time!" namel Zafran to his own car. He immediately gave a glance in all directions. Trying to find a repair shop.

"Aarr!! It's still morning. Where there's a workshop open at this hour!" zafran complained while scratching his head in frustration.

As a result of feeling desperate, Zafran went around looking for a repairman. His efforts were successful while walking about fifty meters from the car. Zafran told me about the state of the car.

"I want the car repaired as soon as possible! I'm running out of time!" zafran.

"Let me see the engine first. Quick or no problem, it depends on the damage" replied the repairman. He told Zafran to wait. While he's going to go check on the car.

Zafran sat down while grunting roughly. He immediately contacted Lika. Tell me about the delay. But the girl did not answer the phone call at all. Zafran believes Lika must be preoccupied with the wedding event that occurs about an hour and thirty minutes away.

Zafran's uneasy feeling grew increasingly enveloped, when the repairman told him that the car repair process would take over an hour. If you wait, Zafran will certainly run out of time. Lika will definitely be married to Zayn.

"How, Mas? Do you want to wait or be left alone. If you wait, I will try to speed up my performance," said the repairman.

Zafran thought in silence. He tried to find another way to get to The Royals hotel quickly. One thing is for sure, Zafran will not ride in public transportation. Considering he'll later take Lika away.

"If you want to go faster, just buy my car, Mas. Hehehe. I bought it a year ago. But because it is not strong as the tax, I now want to sell it," added the repairman who suddenly confided. He seized the opportunity in narrowness.

The pupils of Zafran's eyes are enlarged. It was as if it had a miracle. "Tell me! How much is that car?" her question is interested.

"Really, Mom? You're serious aren't you? It's not a trick, is it?" The repairman made sure. Now his eyes are sparkling with pleasure. He has been selling the car for a long time. But because the car is sold quite expensive, many people do not want to buy.

But not for Zafran. Because he was being chased by time and desperately needed, he was willing to buy the five hundred million car. Zafran directly transferred the money to the repairman.

"Thank you, Mum. I'll fix the car as soon as possible" said the repairman.

"Together, Sir! Later my men will take it," said Zafran while rushing into the car. He immediately ran the car at a fast speed.

As a result of the car crash, Zafran ran out of half an hour. Now one more hour of Lika's wedding process will take place. Zafran just stopped the car into the parking lot. He immediately ran into the hotel.

Zafran did not forget to wear a hat and mask. He did so that his arrival would not be discovered. Especially from Lika.

Zafran once again tried to call Lika. But had not had time to call, his attention was focused on the message of Lika's delivery.

'Where are you? The bridegroom has arrived! He's in the next room. When you arrive, find me in suite number 10.' That's the message from Lika. Making Zafran increasingly urged time.

Zafran replied to Lika's message. He told me he was already at the hotel. Since Lika's room is upstairs, Zafran uses the elevator. It just so happened that he had to pass through the main room that was the venue for the wedding.

In the main room there were already many people. Everything is dominated by hotel workers and Lika's family.

Simultaneously, someone suddenly stopped the elevator door that was almost closed.

The deg!

Zafran's heart was shocked. It was like a thunderbolt. His eyes are breaking. How not? The one who entered was Selia. Accompanied by Nadia and Chika. Two of Lika's best friends.

Zafran shifted to the end. He tried to keep his distance and be as normal as possible.

"When is she wearing a wedding dress, Auntie?" ask Nadia.

"Yes, it's going to start soon" replied Selia, glancing at Zafran. I felt strange about the presence of this man. However, Selia did not recognize Zafran at all.

"The artist's mom?" Selia suddenly reprimanded Zafran. Nadia and Chika stared.

Zafran chose a silence. He just shook his head while shaking. One hand held the throat. At the end Zafran pretended to cough.

"Oh. Sorry to interrupt, Mom. I guess the artist. If the artist can I make a guest star at my niece's wedding," said Selia who felt bad.

"Tante what the hell," commented Chika. He giggles. But not for Nadia. The girl looked at Zafran suspiciously.

Ting!

The bell rings when the elevator arrives at the destination floor. The door slowly opened. Everyone immediately got out of the elevator. Including Zafran himself.

Zafran walked away just like that. Passing Selia, Nadia, and Chika. He deliberately acted like the person who rented the hotel room. Zafran opened the door at random. Then go into that room.

Meanwhile, Selia, Chika, and Nadia walked towards Lika's room. Be the one leading the way.

"Chik, you don't suspect the same guy we were in the elevator with?" whispered Nadia. As a person who had been to one school with Zafran, he certainly felt familiar.

"No. Why why?" reply Chika with frown.

"I feel no stranger to her."

Chika turned the eyeballs off guard. "Where do you know him? The man had his face covered with a hat and a mask. We can only see his eyes. But from his eyes I knew that he was handsome" he said, focused on something else.

"Whatever you say." Nadia relented. He threw away his curiosities all the way.

On the other hand, Zafran was relieved when he managed to get away from Selia. Now he's leaning in front of the door. Close his eyes tightly.

"You who?" the baritone voice of a man suddenly reprimanded.

Zafran was shocked. He looked towards the source of the voice. He saw a tall man wrapped in a suit and tuxedo. The man looks good but handsome.

'Fix! This must be his future groom. Crazy one! Of all the rooms, why did I choose this room?" inner Zafran.