
In the spacious room, Isabel was enjoying a series of body treatments as a ritual before the wedding procession took place tomorrow. His whole life was so spoiled. Get premium care from head to toe. While getting a massage all over the girl's body even fell asleep, feeling lulled by the professional massagers to make her fly to dreamland.
"Miss," one of the masseurs tried to wake Isabel up despite her doubts.
"Hem." For the umpteenth call of the time, the girl muttered as she blinked.
The masseuse directed Isabel to soak in the bath that was filled with warm water and fragrances as well as various flowers with refreshing aroma. A pair of Isabel's eyes, which were originally covered by drowsiness, are now widened. A mixture of fragrances that feel soothing as if waking him to immediately enjoy the series of self-care presented.
Isabel is not alone. She was treated like a queen. Two women helped her scrub the bushes and other areas of her body completely clean. Isabel, who was struggling, was getting used to it. No more shame. The workers are both women like him.
"Sorry, it's been a hassle for you." Isabel started talking to the two women who were still busy rubbing her body.
Both are smiling. Looks sweet and friendly.
"No Miss, we are grateful because we have been given the opportunity to serve the lady well" replied one of the women with enthusiasm.
"Surely Miss, this is a matter of pride for us." One other woman won't lose. For them, getting a customer like Isabel already seemed like getting a collapsed durian. Not only Isabel who is the wife of a prominent man in her city but they also get rewards that of course they never imagined. Not to mention the added bonus if Isabel was completely satisfied with their hard work. Of course, countless how many rupiahs will enter the pockets of the two women.
"alright. I'm happy with your hard work." Isabel could estimate that she must be younger than the two women she was with. Seeing how excited they worked for the rupiah, able to evoke Isabel's memories before she was reunited with Erich.
Work and rupiah. Maybe only those two words were on their minds. Just like him a few months ago. Work hard to survive.
The two women allowed Isabel to soak. They came out for a moment to just give space to the occupants of his services for relaxation.
Isabel smiled. Staring at the backs of the two women who had just closed the bathroom door. The aroma of therapy mixed with the smell of fresh flowers seemed to spoil his sense of smell. He really feels happy to get this kind of body care.
Isabel complained. Look at the bathroom space. He still remembers the incident a few hours ago when asked Erich to come to the residence of his lover to welcome the arrival of his core family.
Sandara.
There was a different impression when Isabel met Sandara for the first time. Not as happy as Emely, the girl who became Ernest's lover was impressed so keep the image when meeting then greet him. Not much talking and keeping your distance. Ah whether it's just her feelings or indeed that's the true nature of Sandara.
Isabel herself who has a cheerful nature, does not hesitate to throw jokes or even tease Emely who apparently has a nature not much different from him. They were quick to familiarize themselves, to speak of this and that. Looks suitable considering the age of the two are not much different.
Sandara just interacted more with Ernest. Spelling or spoiled that sometimes do not understand places and situations. Arka often throws sharp glances at the two lovebirds, but unfortunately they are not aware and continue to do the same thing to make Arka really careless.
"I don't think the girl likes me" Isabel murmured after recalling the incident a few hours ago.
"Ah, maybe because we just met for the first time so we are still hesitant to reprimand." Maybe what the girl thought was true. And after getting married later Isabel promised to meet Sandara more often to familiarize herself.
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The night is crawling. On the ground floor and the spacious courtyard of Erich's residence, as well as those from the WO side, the bodyguards still seemed preoccupied with various preparations that still had less than twenty-four hours left to spare complete the entire decoration as a wedding reception venue later.
Erich as the groom-to-be was already inside the room. After getting the advice from his two masters, Erich decided to rest faster. Although already doing the preparation is quite mature and learn to recite the kabul ijab repeatedly, but as a normal human in general Erich still has a feeling of anxiety and pounding while waiting for the sacred moment will be passed.
Erich breathed deeply. Repeatedly closed his eyes but unfortunately did not fall asleep.
Shit, not yet my chest has even been pounding.
Erich touched his thumping chest. Apparently this is also a strong trigger he can not fall asleep. The man clucked. He got up and pulled the nightstand drawer where his personal phone was stored.
"You really are." Half muttered the man growled in annoyance. Staring at the phone screen that does not indicate a call or message from the prospective bride, Isabel.
"As much as I can get rid of the desire to contact you first, hoping that you call first and then say if you miss me. Butwhat? Don't call, just send a message you don't even!" Erich cusses at the phone in a hand that doesn't really know anything.
"I'm always waiting for moments like that. You called me, asked me where I was then told I missed me and this and that." Erich still continued to babble at length until surprised by the vibration of the phone that was still in hand.
The pair of eyes of the man sparkled as soon as the screen of his flat object opened. His smile was perfect when he found a message from the idol.
Honey, how are you feeling? I was even pounding at once anxiously waiting for tomorrow to arrive. Em rest early, so you look fresh and more handsome when saying Ijab kabul later. Good night Baby, good sweet dreams. Ilove you. Go to sleep, don't reply to my message.
Erich almost fainted. This was the first time Isabel had sent such a sweet message to him. The man even wanted to run to the head of the head and bring some witnesses to perform kabul ijab at this time as well. He was really impatient. Just imagining Isabel's face alone made her want to pounce.
Tbc.
Dutch patience is still far away Erich. Ora kesusuπ