CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND

Wedding Parties

Finally the anticipated day arrived, although not the day of the pronunciation of the jab qobul pledge, but still made Natasha's heart pound. Natasha noticed her reflection in front of the mirror. If there was a perfect definition for human size, perhaps that was what he would pin on his current appearance. Appear in a broken white wedding dress with an off shoulder model without a long tail dangling and chignon hair makeup with accessories that further sweeten the hairstyle.

" Gosh, I just realized, you know. Got a pretty rich mama gini doll, Anabel doll." Amara giggles as she teases Natasha.

" Ck, basic sister no morality, sister herself said Anabel." Natasha threesome. " Your mother is beautiful, said Anabel. You're the same Ma'am looking forward to everywhere, you know!" sindir Natasha's.

" Currently, narcissistic." Amara sneers.

" That's the truth, really. If not beautiful, there is no way Maak can get a husband as handsome and as good as Mas Yoga, weekkk." Natasha sticking out a sticky tongue.

" That's it, Kak Yoga alone who again met the rich wife Mbak Tata. Weekk." Amara turned black before finally rushing outside the room Natasha used to decorate, making Natasha scowl annoyed.

" Dear, are you ready? Let's go to the ballroom, there's a lot of guests coming." The sound of Yoga was heard from the direction of the door.

Natasha noticed her husband who was currently wearing a pants suit and blazer of color matching the dress he was wearing. It seemed so enchanting, making him unable to bear to not develop his smile.

" You're so handsome, anyway, Mas," said Natasha honestly.

" Of course, to accompany a woman as beautiful as you, it needs a man as handsome as me." Yoga is approaching Natasha. " You're beautiful tonight, too, Yank." Yoga grabbed Natasha's hand and kissed her on the back.

" It's just tonight, doang, beautiful?" Natasha.

Yoga chuckles. " No, dong. You're always beautiful, Yank. Even when you don't make up, you're still pretty in my eyes." Yoga immediately grinned.

" Basic ..." Natasha pinches waist.

" Gosh, waiting in the ballroom even dating." Amara who suddenly reappears stops joking Yoga and Natasha. And finally the couple walked towards the reception.

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With a smile that never subsided Yoga and Natasha walked to the pelaminan accompanied by the song Beautiful In White from one of the frontman of the Irish boy band, Westlife, Shane Filan. In front of you are waiting for Papih Prasetya, Mamih Ellena, Mama Nabilla and Om Faisal to replace Papa Farhan. Yoga and Natasha embraced one by one the four of them.

The party atmosphere was so lively and many guests were present because of course the business partners of Papih Prasetya who dominated the guests who attended tonight, they one by one congratulated the two brides.

" Safe, Ga. Take good care of Alexa." Gavin congratulated while patting Yoga on the shoulder.

" I'll do my best." Yoga continues while hugging Gavin with a man-style hug. Natasha smiled at the sight before her. He was very happy that two men who loved him very much, two men who recently always helped him through various difficulties have now been seen to begin to reconcile.

" Axa, congratulations, yes. Best wishes Gavin gave you." Gavin hugged Alexa, and there was no protest from Yoga.

" Thank you, Gavin, thank you for the card, the ticket and the honeymoon accommodation to the Maldives" Natasha said, thanking them for giving gifts last night to go to the Maldives for their honeymoon.

" Yes, my dear brother let you soon

can you give Brother a funny nephew." Gavin. " That's a job for you, Ga." Gavin glanced towards Yoga.

" Ready, carry it out!" yoga replies made them laugh.

" Sister Gavin, when will we catch up, huh? When do you want to apply for Azzahra?" Natasha seduces Gavin by playing her Eyebrows.

" Why take him, anyway? Never mind, Brother Gavin is down first, many are queuing behind, tuh." Gavin hastily moved away from the two couples who lately compact his taunts when it comes to the girl named Azzahra.

" natalie ... Congratulations, babe. I'm so happy for you, emuach ..." Lidya one of the companions congratulated, hugged and cipika cipiki to Natasha.

" Thank you, Lid. Thanks for your coming "Natasha hugged Lidya tightly.

" Consider, dong, Lid. I want to hug Natasha, too." Sisca pulled Lidya's body to escape Natasha's embrace.

" Apaan, anyway. This is the guy from long ago really, really." Lidya.

" Nat, hiks .. I was moved, finally you married too, although not the same Andra." Sisca hugged Natasha's body.

" Destroys your mood, Sis. Natasha's guy already got a handsome gini husband, really. Call another guy." Lidya glanced towards Yoga who was also looking towards her. Instantly she realized that she had not yet touched the groom.

" Aamiin, thank you, Ma'am." Yoga.

" Hmmm, we've met, haven't we?" Lidya watched the face of Yoga.

" Lo, every time you meet a handsome guy you say you've met, no, anyway? Rich never knew, anyway!" Sisca sneered at Lidya.

" Have you ever met Mas Yoga? Where's where?" ask Natasha.

" I don't know, deh. I'm not sure either, anyway." Lidya chuckles.

" You two are? Your husband's not coming?" natasha asked her two best friends.

" We did not intentionally invite the husband, Nat. If our husbands come along, we can not be long in Indonesia, certainly pursued cooperation." Sisca.

" Sis, let's go down. Not good with others who want to give greetings to the bride." Lidya and Sisca walked down from the stage where Yoga and Natasha were performing.

" Your friends are exciting as it turns out." Yoga judges both Natasha's companions.

" They were my old High School friends, Mas. We used to hang out together." Natasha's story, while her eyes saw two middle-aged figures who began to climb the pelaminan stage. They are Om Ruslan and Aunt Melly.

" Aunty .." lirih Natasha called the mama from Andra.

" Dear, congratulations, yes." Mama Andra immediately hugged Natasha after experiencing Yoga. " Aunty is happy, dear. Aunty wishes you all the best for your household." Mama Andra now cupped Natasha's pretty face. Natasha could see there was disappointment on Mama Andra's face that the middle-aged woman tried to cover up, making Natasha feel guilty.

" Congratulations to Natasha. May be a family that is sadinah warohmah. Take it, Nat." It was Om Ruslan's turn to congratulate him.

" Aamiin, thank you very much, yes, Om. Sorry if Natasha has disappointed you, Om and Aunty," said Natasha.

" Yoga, congratulations, yes."

Natasha glanced at the voice giving her husband a speech as she conversed with Papa Andra.

" Thanks, Ran. It's time to come here." Yoga greeted Kirania who came with Dirga.

" Natasha, congratulations, yes. How are you doing now?" Kirania is now moving closer to Natasha.

" Thank you, Ran. Thank God it has improved" replied Natasha.

" Thank God then."

" He keeps blaming himself for yesterday's events, every working day crying" Dirga said.

" Of course I'm sad, if I don't hold my body, Natasha won't fall." Kirania felt annoyed by Dirga's insinuation like that.

" It was a disaster, the name of the disaster came without anyone expecting." Yoga is wise.

" Oya, when will you two catch up with us?" natasha's sudden question made Dirga and Kirania look at each other instantly.

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