Bridesmaids So Bride

bridal night part 2

A bridal night that should be a beautiful night for both brides, but not for Zayyan and Rayya, tonight is like a nightmare for both of them.

rayya who was forced to marry a man who is completely unknown to her, only a few times heard his name from his close friend Eliza, now he who became the bride of the foreign man.

Zayyan who has been waiting for this wedding day with her heart, must accept the bitter reality, Eliza her bride went somewhere just leaving a piece of paper apology her.

The night is getting late, the moon and the stars are increasingly showing their light, as well as Zayyan who is getting late in his grief, he goes to a night club that is still in the hotel where his wedding, which is, the bottle of alcohol was scattered in front of his desk, whether it was how many bottles he took.He was crying, wronged his destiny, he vented his grief with alcohol that actually Zayyan rarely touched him, because Zayyan had a healthy lifestyle, Zayyan said,he avoids cigarettes and alcohol very much, unlike men in general.

This is where Zayyan is now the smell of alcohol is very pungent out of his mouth, he was accompanied by Bram, his secretary and his little friend, Bram who was silent but listened to the ravings of Zayyan who was very bad on his happy day,he did not forbid Zayyan from drinking the liquor, Bram let Zayyan vent his grief hoping that his wounded heart would be relieved.

Bram glanced at his watch, the clock had shown at 4 am, Zayyan was still in his slump, instead of improving, instead Zayyan's crying became more and more, his chatter was increasingly unclear, it seemed Bram had to finish everything, it was like Bram had to finish everything,he thought Zayyan had enough of his grief, Bram took his cell phone and called someone, "uncle Jay, please make a mix of drunk bidders for Zayyan, bring it to the hotel, I'm waiting for him"

Bram disconnects him, then he turns to Zayyan

"Zayyan, I think it's enough, now rest, it's almost morning, your body needs rest"

"what do you mean rest, how can I rest after everything that happened to me?why did he leave me Bram, what's my fault, he said I was too good for him, did I have to hit him so that he thought I wasn't good?"

in a letter written by Eliza, she apologized for not being able to continue this marriage, she did not deserve to be with Zayyan, Zayyan was too good for her, Eliza wrote in the letter.

"Zayyan, stop blaming yourself, he's made up his mind to leave you, remember the mess you made, don't you remember you marrying that innocent girl?"

Zayyan was silent, in the midst of his consciousness due to the influence of alcohol, little did he realize had taken a silly decision, marrying a foreign girl who became a bridge at his wedding.

"Bram why didn't you stop me, why did you let me make this ridiculous decision??" asked Zayyan slightly raised his voice.Bram was not surprised that he would be hit by the stone, Zayyan who threw a stone, now he must be responsible.

"Zayyan how can I prevent you, you're so scary, you're not like you"

"but you still have to prevent me, you know you're the most responsible if I make the wrong decision, you usually always remember me if I'm careless in my decisions"zayyan blames Bram

Bram just shook his head, actually Zayyan is not a person who arbitrarily towards others, his person is very polite, he is always responsible for his actions, Zayyan did not hesitate to apologize if he made a mistake, Zayyan said,TPi everything changed in a day, he did not recognize Zayyan in front of him.

uncle Jay was so shocked to see Zayyan, his face was so worried, "is young master okay?"

"uncle has seen his own, he's NOT okay, so I asked uncle to bring this concoction, calm down he was with me, I'll take care of it, come back to rest, thank you uncle"

Uncle Jay came out of the club' with an uneasy feeling.

Bram immediately gave the concoction to Zayyan no rejection, Zayyan immediately drank it, not long his mind a little calm, his consciousness gradually returned, he just remembered his foolish nature to marry a foreign girl he did not know, usually he always thinks before doing something, but because of the incident he blames the girl and makes her a substitute for Eliza, he really does not understand why taking a silly decision is so childish not to think about it, now inevitably he must take responsibility for his actions, because Zayyan does not like to underestimate something let alone to drag an innocent in his problems, he Zayyan must be responsible, he said, that's what he's thinking now.

"Bram, take me to the girl's room, I need to talk to her"

"are you feeling any better? you'd better take a break, then go talk to him"

"no Bram, I just want to talk to her, not nab her again"

"alright, I'll take you"

they boarded the elevator where Rayya's room was located, Bram gave access to Zayyan, Zayyan did not immediately open her he knocked on the door first, because surely the girl was surprised to see her enter just like that

Dawn has welcomed morning, although the sun has not shown its light, Rayya who sleeps disturbed due to the knock of the door, so heavy open his eyes, he can only close his eyes in one third of the night, just now he is still sleepy, he can still close his eyes, his consciousness had not fully returned, Rayya lazily opened the door, with eyes still closed"he ma, I will soon prepare breakfast"rayya still seems not aware of where he is now.rayya scratched his head that does not itch.

Zayyan and Bram turned their heads cluelessly, Bram held back his laughter, while Zayyan was still silent.

Rayya yawned without closing her mouth, slowly she opened her eyes, it seemed she was still dreaming to see two handsome princes flawless face standing in front of the door of her room, Rayya was smiling trying to tidy up her appearance, she was trying to make her appearance,she was surprised to find herself wearing only a bathrobe, then looking around her, she just realized where she was, her status, and the man in front of her was her husband.

BRACKET....

Rayya quickly closed the door