Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

48| Wedding Organizer

“Did Raka have you look around at the wedding ring, Na?”

“Eh?” Naura stuttered when she got a question from Cathie across from her seat.

While enjoying tea time in the afternoon, Naura accompanies Cathie to a talk in the backyard garden. There are so many things they talk about. The two looked so familiar, as if they were both mother and biological children. Not between son-in-law and father-in-law.

Naura met red and nervously answered the question of the middle-aged woman in front of her. “Be-yet, Mommy. Tomorrow maybe. Because today Raka still has work in his office.”

“Huh, the kid. It's close to getting married still busy with office business. Jeez!” Cathie shook her head. “I think he's already set up his ring.”

Naura just smiled awkwardly hearing him.

“Ya, already. Later Mommy reminded him-oh, because the time is really tight and there is no time for us to relax. Mommy take you now to the Wedding Organizer acquaintance Mommy here (jeju island).” Cathie exclaimed enthusiastically. Standing up from his seat was so excited.

“Ayo, come. Come, Mommy, Na. We meet Miss Park in her office~”

“Uh, fine, Mom. (,,◕ ⋏ ◕,,)”

Like a robot, so clumsy Naura follows Cathie's movements; so flexible to walk, like a model swaying on the catwalk. This faint sweet figure heaved a sigh of relief.

Good thing to have a prospective in-law so good to him. Can provide solutions in the middle of his mind that is terrible. Boro-boro thought about knowing about the Wedding Organizer, thinking about her wedding which will soon be held still feels a dream.

　

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

　

“Nah, please choose. Which suits the taste of the Madam,” said the young woman spoke so politely while thrusting some catalogues in front of Cathie. Naura is five years older than him. When noticed her appearance-by dressing so fashionably-similar to that of a world-class model, Miranda Kerr.

At the request of Cathie herself-invite the Wedding Organizer's in charge of meeting at the cafe located on the beach. While chatting lightly but seriously, they can enjoy the cool air of the breeze blowing.

Naura tucked the bangs beside her ears while a gentle sweep of the wind greeted her. While her brown irises were so fixed on the beautiful woman in front of her, that Naura had just learned her name - after a brief acquaintance - was Park Chae Rin.

One thing that makes this sweet figure can breathe freely, and in silence admire the figure of Miss Park, it turns out this young woman can speak Indonesian, even though she is native to Korea. So, Naura doesn't have to gawk and be a fool when listening to the conversation between Cathie and Miss Park unfolding.

“I want everything to be perfect on her H day, Miss Park.” Cathie's voice distracts Naura - it looks so serious looking through the catalogue in her hands.

“Of course, we will provide the number one service for you, Mrs Forrester,” said Miss Park kindly.

“Must be it,” reply Cathie excited. “For her wedding reception ... building I want to wear Ballroom Lotte City Hotel Jeju.”

　

Glup!

　

Naura could only gulp saliva in silence hearing Cathie's words. Can be imagined by him, how the quality of his wedding guests he invited later. What class will it be? This sweet figure could only scratch the back of his head that was not itchy. What is certain is not his class who are just dust grains in the middle of the desert.

“Certain, about the food. I want from the best catering on Jeju island's.”

Cathie's voice thrust back into Naura's ears. Back making this sweet figure focus on the speech of the middle-aged woman beside him. And back again Cathie's speech made Naura can only look up.

“The invitee, Madam wants how many people?” miss Park asked with her fingers so agilely dancing on top of her notebook, noting down anything Cathie wanted.

“Three hundred people is enough. Important guest invitations plus the nuclear family. Although slightly. I would like to invite the one who really becomes an important business partner of my husband and son only. Besides I want the wedding of my son and my son-in-law is really sacred without much interference here and there.”

Naura agreed with Cathie this time.

“OK, understood,” said Miss Park. “Then, the show filler? Who does the madam want? A band? A boyband? A girband? Solo?”

“Hum .. if it.” Cathie turned towards Naura. “You have input about the show filler, Na?”

“Eung .. I don't think there is, Mom. Naura comes with Mommy only.” Naura answered nervously while twisting her finger. From earlier hearing the words of Cathie alone made him unable to speak, let alone want to contribute input. His head feels empty now. Like a shell without contents.

“Ya, already. Because you and Raka live in the millennial era, just hire a boyband or solo singer as a filler show. Just a request from me, Miss Park.”

“What is it, Mistress?”

“Don't forget one of the show fillers there was an old singer in the eighties, yes.”

“Oke-um, how about the wedding contract?” miss Park's question continues.

“Hum, marriage contract .. I want my son and my son-in-law to be provided with a special room in the hotel Ballroom only without reducing the sacredness of the marriage contract.”

“Oke.”

“And the most important and noted the date, yes, Miss Park.”

“Ya?”

“Another week we'll have his show that.”

“WHAT?!” Miss Park glared at hearing it. Almost stood.

“The payment I'm raising is double what you're targeting, how about, Miss Park?” haggard Cathie full of confidence. “Capable? Want to not accept it? If you can't, just pass it to another Wedding Organizer, Miss Park.”

“Could of course, Mistress.” As quickly as lightning Miss Park replied. Where do you want this blonde woman to let go of the golden opportunity that somehow there will be this seroyal client.

While Naura, not much different from the reaction of Miss Park before. Can only be distrustful. Instantly my hair was goosebumps hearing it. He really felt like he was just a fly around Cathie.

“OK. Deal, Mistress. Twice the original price, yes,” re-Miss Park again with a sparkling face-close her notebook and put it in her branded bag.

“Deal. Everything is in order and controlled safely. Whatever it is doesn't matter,” said Cathie.

“Yup! Trust us all, Mrs.”

“Well, for the next please later discuss with my son and my future daughter-in-law, yes.” Cathie stroked Naura's arm.

“Good.”

　

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

　

“Huft, done too. Only tomorrow you take care of more details, Na.” Cathie breathed a sigh of relief after Miss Park's departure just moments ago.

“Remember, don't skimp. There is still a lot that has not been discussed, about invitation cards and pre-wedding photos as well you know,” he continued while sipping his rosali tea. It felt so thirsty after a long discussion with Miss Park earlier.

“Photos pre-wedding?” Naura looked doubtful. “In my opinion, Mom .. how about if her pre-wedding photo is delayed after I give birth,” her proposal while grimacing will take a picture in front of the camera showing her distended stomach makes her very nervous amazing.

“Mommy feels nothing, Na. Even according to Mommy will look good-already, do not think about it. Mommy guarantees the result will be good later,” said Cathie seriously and did not want to hear any more rebuttal - exactly with the nature of Raka.

“Iya, Mom,” replied Naura resigned-imagineable how super busy she is this week. I hope he doesn't get sick.

“Keep our agenda after this, see your bridal gown first,” added Cathie put down her tea glass.

“Eh, now yes, Mom?”

“Iya. Mepet time. Mommy doesn't want to procrastinate anymore. Moreover, the wedding dress must be made specifically for the size of your body and must be completed in two days only. For sure the debay should be comfortable.” Cathie stroking Naura's distended stomach.

“Aduh, wait here first yes, Na.” Cathie suddenly stood up from her seat.

“Why, Mom?”

“Mommy wants to go to the toilet for a while. Holy hooch! You guys who want to marry, Mommy who became excited more than her bride-to-be, yes?” Cathie passed from before Naura.

Naura smiled ceaselessly. I am so grateful for the presence of Cathie. This middle-aged woman was so kind and so helpful. Can't imagine, if only Cathie didn't exist. Maybe now he can only be confused in the room, thinking about the affairs that will not be finished. Stress itself.

“Naura?”

“Ya-Richard?”

　

　

　

　

🍃Dear, My Baby🍃

　

　

　

　

Naura did not expect to meet a second time with Richard - without having planned beforehand - at an inappropriate time. First meet at the hospital. The two met at the cafe, in the middle of busy preparing for his wedding.

“Eung ... sit down first, Rick.” Naura said awkwardly when her brown irises met eyes with Richard's dark black irises. His heart rippled finely. For some reason, when looking at Richard's netra, as if there was a feeling of sadness that could not be explained.

Richard sat in front of Naura - previously occupied by Miss Park. “Self?” tanyanya while staring at the glass on the table.

“Neg. Same Mommy Raka came here. Just Mommy going to the toilet for a minute.”

“Oh. So aunt came to Jeju island, yes.” From the corner of Richard's lips was a thin grin dancing imperceptibly.

“Iya. Sama Om Andrew also to Jeju island,” added Naura increasingly awkward.  “You alone, Jong?”

Sighing for a quick breath, Richard fixed his seat. “Be meeting with our company clients here. But suddenly they canceled the meeting.”

“Honey once,” comments Naura short.

“How's the Thesa?” tangent this young man stared softly at Naura. A voice full of emphasis from him.

Naura gripped tightly at the end of her pregnant dress. “Um ... Ka-kak is fine in the hospital ..”.

He decided to lie a little. I don't want to tell you the truth that he hasn't visited Theresia today. But a little breathing can be relieved. While in the car, he asked Cathie the state of Theresia. The girl is fine.

“Sgratitude.” Richard looked dissatisfied at Naura's reply. But not wanting to be too pushy to ask further.

“Na, once again I asked. Justification to be serious with Raka?” For the umpteenth time Richard never gave up asking the question.

“I'm sorry, Rick. I'm ... really serious about Raka. Me ..” Naura did not continue her words. He breathed for a moment and exhaled slowly, as if following the rhythm of the wind that gently rippled around him.

“Yes. I'm really serious about Raka.” Repeat Naura again. This time more confident and firm. Had wanted to tell this young man - as a sign of his seriousness with Raka, they were getting married next week. But his intention was broken. For some reason, his heart seemed to refuse to speak of it at this moment. His heart could not make this young man sad.

I'd better say it the day after tomorrow. At the office. All of you resign from the company and give the invitation card, Inner Naura decided.

“It seems like there really is no chance for me, yes, Na.” Richard said in a disappointed tone. Implied so sad.

Naura bowed. “Iya. I'm sorry, Rick,” looks down at the end of his flat shoe.

Both were long silent. Until Naura sees at the end of the cafe's dedicated employee door, Cathie slowly walks towards them.

“Na ..”

Naura just kept waiting for Richard to say something. He really could no longer speak. His heart is fucked. Confused and also afraid to dominate it. Afraid that Cathie-slowly shrinks the distance to them-tells about her marriage to Raka. Be honest. He's not ready for everything. At least not say that right now.

“Ah .. not so, Na. I suddenly became amnesiac, he he he he.” Richard rubbed his neck. Chuckling bitterly amid the wounds of her heart that were buffering together Cathie had stood beside her. He stood up and bowed at a glance.

While Naura herself, from earlier lowered her head while twisting her fingers. His mind kept asking questions and guessing Richard. He believed there was something Jongin wanted to say, but could not express.

“Lho, why are you leaving? Don't join me, son, Richard?” greet Cathie wonder. Actually wanted to ask why he could know Naura, but he canceled it when he saw Richard chose to leave.

“Aduh, Aunt. I'm really sorry. Seems like not able to join, because there is still business in the office.” Richard glanced at Naura who dared not look at him again.

“Yeah, what a pity.” Cathie seems to mind. “Ya, stop. Next time only. When you have free time.”

“Yup! I agree, Aunt.” Richard smiled blandly.

“Yo, Aunt. I'm going first. Greetings to Raka, Aunt. And ..” Richard looked at Naura. His hand moved slowly on the shoulder of this sweet figure, and it crept so firmly. As if to hint at what he was feeling right now.

“Get yourself well, Naura.” Richard spoke weakly and uninspiredly.

Naura was silent again. The wind that blew slowly around him seemed to accompany Richard's giant steps. Slowly lost behind the great wall of the cafe. Naura took a quick breath then turned her gaze towards Cathie. The middle-aged woman looked engrossed in eating her tiramisu cake.

“Mommy, how long was it in the toilet?” naura asked, trying to find a warm conversation. Do not want to dissolve in empty feelings that can not be described by himself.

“So meet old friends. So chat a little with her,” obviously Cathie relaxed.

“Mommy.”

“Why, Na?”

Naura stared fixedly at Cathie's eyeballs. “Naura really said a lot of thanks. Thankfully, there was Mommy. Naura can't imagine that Mommy isn't here.”

Cathie smile. Tiramisu cake away from her. Grabbing Naura's hand. Grasped it so tightly. “It should be, Mommy who thanks you. Thank you for coming back to Raka, and pregnant with my grandson with care and affection.”

“Mommy ..” Naura's eyes glazed over at Cathie's words. So touched. Immediately hugged the body of this middle-aged woman. Unable to hold any more circles in the corner of his eyes - indeed, when Jongin left before him, he wanted to cry. One by one the drops of clear liquid began to fall on his eye peluk.

“Still, Mommy. Already received me in the extended family Mommy,” whispered so hoarse holding haru.

“Sama-sama. Mommy too, Na.” Cathie stroked Naura's trembling back. His mind was piqued while in the hospital. Recalling his conversation with Theresa.

“Huks, Aunt.” Theresa looked at Cathie expectantly behind her tears. Not a second did this girl let go of her embrace at the slender waist of this middle-aged woman.

“Can-can, Auntie, help me?” continued Theresia in the middle of her sedu-sedan.

“What's the matter, Thesa?” ask Cathie a little flat.

It looks like this middle-aged woman is less sympathetic to this girl even though the circles of clear liquid on her cheeks are falling. Not to make it more pity, because the level of taste of her mother reduced after knowing the story behind the real name of this girl from her husband.

“Persuading Raka, Aunt.”

“ .... ”

“Please persuade Raka to come back to me, Auntie. Please, Auntie. Pleases. Persuade Raka for me. Huks ..”

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Cathie took a deep breath as her memories returned to the present. The wind that was blowing increasingly fiercely greeted his skin. The fragrant aroma that was emanating in Naura's body made her realize that she should be able to choose firmly.

Forgive aunt, Theresia. Aunt can't help you. For aunt .. Raka happiness is more important above all else.

Don't forget guys, beautiful & handsome brothers, sisters who emes 😍, love first let the spirit write the story 🤗😉, okay 👍.

See you in the next chapter of 🤗💜.