Destiny Love Rianti

35. London Eye (Raymond and Alice's Wedding)

Right now I am standing facing a large mirror the size of an adult body. She cut herself in front of him while wearing a silver dress made from Prada brocade, the most expensive type of brocade from other brocade materials.

Mas Hafizh smiled from the reflection of the mirror. Staring at me meaningfully, as if fascinated by my appearance this morning. He was well dressed with a matching colored Tuxedo, designed by Samuel Wongso. A designer who co-designed the wedding clothes of famous artists Baim Wong and Paula Verhoeven. Sitting quietly while watching me change my clothes.

This morning we will attend the wedding reception of Raymond Weil. A young man of our age, who served as a successful CEO in developing the MANGO company. Companies that fall into the category of 50 most successful companies in the world.

A multinational company, engaged in the design, development and sale of goods consisting of consumer electronics, computer software, and personal computers.

Mas Hafizh himself has become a regular customer of his company. Because the quality of goods provided by MANGO companies is not questionable.

"Mas can you help me?" Without turning around I asked for his help just by looking at him through the reflection of the mirror. Hinted to pull the zipper of my shirt that I could not reach because it was located on my back.

Mas Hafizh got up from his seat and walked over to me. I kept watching him from the mirror, he still kept looking at me in amazement. His gaze now turned on my clearly emblazoned back. With my long hair that I put forward. He looked at it intently without blinking, forgetting what I had asked him.

"Mas, why silence? Come on, pull the zipper!" My whole life resuscitated the still unblinking Hafizh mas staring at my back.

"Mas!" I was bluffing a little. He was shocked and smiled ashamedly. And started pulling my fancy dress zipper.

"It's bengong Mas."

"Hehe. The end of your back makes me fascinated anyway," Tirapnya while gently rubbing my back. Then he kissed her.

Tingling sensation permeated my body. Because of the Hafizh mas increasingly eager to peek every inch of my back.

"Stop Mas, we'll be late for Raymond and Alice's wedding." I moved my body a little.

"Hehe. Sorry dear. I'm laughing!" She pulled the zipper on my dress to the top. Hugged me warmly from behind.

"Pick change her clothes dear. Otherwise I could lose control!" His whisper was full of intimidation. I chuckled at that whisper.

"How can I hurry, if you hold me like this," my elak, turning his back, turned my face right into his.

"Take me off, baby. I still have a lot to do, so that at the wedding, you'll just look at me!" I said a little flirtatious, both my hands I looped around his neck.

Mas Hafizh just smiled, his hands were already perfectly circular at my waist. His face slowly advanced without command. I looked at each level of my face with excitement. The action he closed by kissing the top of my head warmly.

"I'll just look at you, baby!" His heart after being satisfied with his activities kissed my face. He loosened his arms and gave me a chance to continue my delayed activities.

Mas Hafizh sat back down, playing a bit of his phone. To communicate with his confidants in Indonesia. Make sure that the work there is okay.

Some of his work at the clinic was handled well by Mario's doctor. The doctor he recruited after the construction of his clinic was completed. He became the representative of Mas Hafizh to take care of his clinic which has been planned to be a private hospital that specifically handles pregnant women and children.

While Miranda, since the incident no longer visible stem nose. His resignation letter never reached Hafizh. It just disappeared. And now it has been replaced by a new doctor who is quite senior from mas Hafizh.

Good riddance! At least no one else has disturbed my relationship with Mas Hafizh.

***

My beautiful dress has been fitted perfectly. Now I turn to my face. Polishing it with some thin makeup to add to the aura of my beauty. So that later mas Hafizh did not take his eyes off to see women with more charm than me.

With a wilt my hand wrapped around my head with a pink satin pashmina hijab. What I combined with a few silver brooches is enough to add to the beauty and luxury of the hijab I was wearing.

Perfect already. The high heels and the fancy bag that last night became my birthday present were also hanging on my right arm. Just asking for the assessment of Hafizh, am I beautiful enough to always make him fascinated and look at me while at the wedding of Raymond and Alice?

"Mas, is there anything lacking in my appearance?" I said in a calm style right in front of him.

Mas Hafizh shifted his gaze from his phone screen. Looking at me seriously, with both of his eyebrows pucker up. He stood near me who was a little nervous about his treatment. Circled me and watched from top to bottom my appearance this morning carefully.

"Is there something wrong with my appearance?" Answer's clumsy. Because I feel afraid if I am too excessive in dress, or less luxurious and just embarrassing myself mas Hafizh in front of his fellow entrepreneurs later.

"Hm. There is no dear!"

"just you look so pretty this morning. I'm afraid another man will look at you."

"Hehe. You are just there!" I slightly punched his right arm, and dropped my head there. He laughed then grabbed my finger to snatch it with affection.

"Let's go?" Romanticize.

We both went down the stairs, with smiles emerging from both curves of our cheeks.

"Well, ummi is very beautiful this morning," added Fatih who is currently pecking herself right on the last rung of the stairs. He looked at me amazed.

"Thank you dear." I returned the compliment with a deep kiss on the top of his head.

"Ummi go first with Abi ya Nak. You're the same good sisters well, don't make the house bother." A little advice I gave him, though I know my kids aren't the kind of kids that mischievous hands have when they're in people's homes. They tend to be submissive, but ask a lot of questions.

"Ready Ummi," he said politely then kissed the back of my hand and mas Hafizh as a sign of his respect for us.

Our feet stepped back, passing the family room which is currently crowded with the funny behavior of my twin babies and his brothers who were busy playing the remote control car that Aland bought this morning, he said, while driving aunt Caroline to buy groceries for the next two days.

Beware of them all and head to the car that is parked in front of the house. There Aland was sitting sweetly at the wheel, ready to take us to our destination.

Mas Hafizh stepped quickly ahead of me. Opening the car door in the style of a prince who was allowing the princess to get into the car.

"Please enter my queen" said Mas Hafizh with his other hand behind his back and the other attached to his chest. His body was slightly bent with legs still clinging to each other.

"Thank you prince," I replied trying to follow the flow of the game.

Aland smiled at our behavior. He praised my beauty and the romance of Hafizh. Then drive this four-wheeled vehicle at medium speed. Sometimes he chatted with Mas Hafizh about the places that passed the car that we are riding at this time. Explain its history and its features.

A little I was fascinated and quite curious about one of the places that Aland said was the most visited tourist attractions like us. The London Eye, as the people of London call it.

A best-selling tourist attraction located in London. Tourist attractions in the form of a giant wheel that rotates gracefully. Also called Millennium Wheel.

It is the largest observation wheel in the world. It has a height of about 135 meters or equivalent to 443 feet. The wheel has been in operation since 1999.

The London Eye was designed by Architects David Marks and Julia Barfield, with 32 sealed observation capsules that have an Air Conditioner (AC) on the outer side of their circle.

The London Eye is operated by the Tussauds Group and sponsored by British Airways who use the term Fly or Flight to describe travel on the London Eye. However, over time, the London Eye became a famous tourist attraction, as well as becoming one of the icons of the city of London.

It is located on the South Bank, precisely on the banks of the River Thames, which faces directly to the palace of Westminster and also the clock tower Big ben is opposite.

According to Aland. South bank itself is a favorite place for tourists and local people who want to take a walk and just relax around the banks of the Thames. There is so much to do around the South Bank. Like there is a green park to sit around, Theater, 3D Cinema, Museum, cafes, and luxury restaurants are around.

I listened carefully to Aland's explanation, looking directly at the giant wheel that stood firm near the Thames.

"Mas, can we take a walk there for a while? I was curious about the sensation while boarding the passenger capsule located in each circle," I said as I continued to look at the London Eye which looks quite crowded with human traffic underneath.

"Whatever to you, baby. Let's take the kids and the others." He slightly raised his head to look at me.

"Thank you, sir."

"Then, I will immediately order the tickets for tonnage. How is mister Jonathan? (Then I'll book the tickets for tonight. How's Mr Jonathan?)" Connect Aland who explained about the beauty of the London Eye.

"How to order it, Aland? (how do I order it, Aland?)" Ask Hafizh.

"I'll order the tickets online, sir. So that you don't need to queue anymore and also get special prices, aka discounted prices. How is it, sir? (I'll book the tickets online sir. So that you do not need to queue again and also get a special price aka discount. How's mister?)" Aland answered clearly.

"I leave this to you, Aland! (I leave this to you, Aland!)" Mas Hafizh patted the shoulder of the man he already considered his sister.

"Okay sir's. I'll order it soon! (Alright sir. I'll order it soon!)" Aland smiled at Hafizh.

Silence took over our trip. There was no more important conversation between the two men in front of me. Just a romantic song that sounds soft from car audio.

"Hmmm. By the way, you don't call me sir. Just call me brother. The understanding? (Hm. By the way, you don't call me master. Just call me brother. Understood?)" Sahut mas Hafizh on Aland who refocused driving.

"Hehehe. Alright brother Jo! (Hehehe. All right, brother Jo!)" Aland answered him awkwardly, because he understood very well that the person next to him was his employer.

***

It did not feel the car we were riding in front of the gate of a very large wedding building. Building with interior design that is quite soothing to the eye.

Some of the typical European State statues become ornaments decorate the building's courtyard. Also an ornamental fountain located in the middle of the courtyard that adds a luxurious impression to this building.

Aland pulled over our car right in front of the main entrance of the building. After waiting in line for quite a long time behind the luxury car that the owner was about to go down and enter the reception building.

Mas Hafizh got off the car first. He helped me open the car door. Then stuck out her hand at me with her sweetest smile.

I accepted his hand with a happy feeling. Skip next to the foot out of the car and align themselves beside the Hafizh mas which looks authoritative.

The red carpet became our travel area. Media crews and journalists were also on-site to cover the first wedding of Raymond Weil, a young entrepreneur who successfully raised the MANGO company to its peak.

Several phenomenal couples also appeared to enter the courtyard of the reception building. One-third of Arga and his wife Erina who still look beautiful despite being two-bodied. Also a sensational couple, Krisna and Kartika who are quite electrifying to the public because of the presence of Isna in their marriage. Fortunately, Krishna did not invite and Isna (his second wife) attended Raymond's wedding. If until he invited her, I think the media and journalists will focus more on highlighting the polygamous life of Krishna, compared to the magnificent party of Raymond and Alice who have now become his legal wife.

I put my hand on Hafizh's arm. Following the accompaniment of her footsteps entered the reception hall of Raymond and Alice. A wide smile was plastered from our faces, along with a flash of light coming from several media camera crews trying to capture the moment of this luxurious wedding.

A young man of the same height as Mas Hafizh awaited our arrival in front of the main entrance of the building, his gaze friendly and friendly. The man was named Elliot, a confidant of Raymond Weil or more accurately positioned as his right hand.

"Good afternoon, doctor Jonathan. Nice to see you again," said the gentlemanly reply with a slightly bowed body.

"Good day, too, Mr. Elliot. I'm also glad to see you." Mas Hafizh returned his greeting by shaking Elliot's hand. And give wedding gifts to newlyweds.

"Please go to the doctor. In a moment, Mr. Raymond and Ms. Alice will soon enter the wedding altar." Elliot allowed me and Hafizh to enter. Mas Hafizh just nodded his head. And walk back to enter the reception room.

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**Hai readers and authors. Sorry if it has been updated too long. I'm really busy taking care of the kid who doesn't have to be tired of playing all day. There is no time to just imagine. I need to update every two days.

Oh yes, for the wedding story of Raymond and Alice. You can visit her novel "Forced to Marry CEO of Arogan" by Eka Pradita**

Arga and Erina in the novel "Marry Me" By Nafasal

Or the story of Krishna with his two wives Kartika and Isna in the novel "Second Wife of Lord Krishna" By Syala Yaya