Destiny Love Rianti

36. Raymond and Alice 2's wedding

The magnificent luxurious decorations stole our attention. For a moment I was stunned because I was too amazed by the sight before my eyes. A beautiful apparition that managed to hypnotize every pair of eyes that went into it.

Some kinds of ornaments made of crystal hanging neatly on the ceiling of the room. Also on display in every corner of the wedding hall. Plus colorful lights that give a beautiful reflection on the crystal ornament. Gives a luxurious and majestic impression on this very large room.

"Well, it's a fancy wedding, baby." Unknowingly the words just came out, with eyes still looking around the room.

"Do you want me to make the reception more luxurious than this for our wedding?" Mas Hafizh looked at me seriously. Like he was really going to do what he said just now.

"Our wedding happened a few months ago, baby. No need for a fancy celebration like this. You have made me happy every day, it has become a special thing for me, Mas," said I stared warmly at the eyes of my husband's eagle. A smile riveted from the sweet cheeks of this man.

My gaze now turned to the two photos displayed in front of the entrance. Approaching and carefully watching both. Well, it was a photograph of Raymond and Alice taken separately. Both do look very suitable when viewed from the carving of their faces are almost said to be similar. Handsome and beautiful, maybe that word could represent their match.

Mas Hafizh caught up with me and aligned himself with me. We both looked at the big picture in front of us.

"Who do you think is the most handsome, me or my dear Raymond?" The Hafizh question is quite tickling on the stomach. How could he ask such a ridiculous question.

"What kind of question is Mas? Well, of course my answer is you, baby." I saw him with a small laugh.

"Clearly darling?" Ask back.

"real darling. If Raymond looks better than you, then I can't keep my eyes on him."

"Nor vice versa, if there is a woman you consider more beautiful than me. Then it means you can't subdue your gaze, Mas" I continued.

Hafizh just kept staring at me. "You're a great woman, baby" praised Mas Hafizh to me.

"Yuk ahh, we're in. Maybe soon the bride and groom will enter the reception hall" I asked as I wrapped my hands around her arms.

Mas Hafizh agreed and started to step back. Find a seat that has been labeled with the name of each of the invited guests.

"We're there baby" said Mas Hafizh by showing one of the round tables bearing his name and my name.

I followed where Mas Hafizh was walking. Towards a special place devoted to each married couple. Seating in a beautiful decoration with only two chairs and one round table beautifully decorated with peach-colored portholes. On it there is also a cutlery and a flower bucket neatly arranged on the ceramic vase.

We sat side by side. Although actually the rules of the chair face each other. But Mas Hafizh moved his own chair until it was close to me. Stretching his hands behind my back like he was holding me.

***

The guests continued to arrive. Pierce every stretch of red carpet that adds to the luxury of this reception party. Some of them are also seen paying attention to the decoration. Like being amazed at its beauty.

Master of Ceremony (MC) has been heard starting its show. The guests who were still standing, immediately moved quickly to sit in their respective places.

MC announces the arrival of the two happy brides. Spontaneously the entire guest stood up to greet the king and queen that day. But how surprised we were, when he saw Raymond came alone without being accompanied by Alice the wife who had just a few minutes ago married him.

Raymond climbed to the altar alone, not long after Alice came to follow him gracefully. It looks so charming. Immediately a ripple of applause from the guests echoed back to welcome the arrival of the beautiful woman who will be with Raymond at the altar. The astonishment was forgotten. Maybe that is the concept of this wedding organizer.

Alice climbed onto the wedding altar, sitting sweetly beside Raymond who seemed to remain authoritative. Both appear very harmonious, with facial lines that almost equally have a distinctive resemblance.

The two threw the sweetest smile to all the guests present.

A famous artist in London took over the atmosphere. She sings a romantic song to a couple of newlyweds who are drunk with romance.

Hafizh followed the singer. He looks even bigger than the singer. But luckily, Hafizh was just acting up next to me. Singing right near my ear with a breath of his fragrance that sniffed my sense of immersion.

"Darling, stop. Shame on the guest behind us," I said softly while pushing his body that had been attached to me.

Mas Hafizh glanced briefly back to see if it was true that they were paying attention to his behavior. But the views of the Caucasians only focused on looking at the altar, where Raymond and Alice were joined.

"They didn't notice us, baby. Take it easy, here there is no term kepo or mak-mak gossip."

I laughed when I heard his statement. True said Mas Hafizh, this is a European country, not my country that is too much scattered mak-mak who likes to take care of the lives of others.

The music has stopped, the singer has returned to his seat. The MCs again climbed on the podium, announcing that the next event was a romantic dance that would be performed by both brides.

Raymond immediately stood up, facing himself to the timid Alice. Raymond stuck his hand at Alice. Alice looked at Raymond long ago and welcomed her husband's hand. The two walked straight to the dance floor.

The bang of the piano keyboard sounds melodious, along with romantic tones as the opening song to accompany the movement of a pair of people who have tightened each other's bodies.

Alice seemed hesitant, but after that she tried to follow the flow of body movements from Raymond. Both are equally good at dancing.

The guests sat quietly, enjoying a performance from Raymond and Alice. Sipping a little by little non-alcoholic drinks served by the waiter along with several kinds of expensive cake snacks.

Many pairs of eyes looked in amazement at the two. No exception me and mas Hafizh, who are quite serious about enjoying the dance flow of the two people who are unceasingly staring at each other.

"They're very compatible Mas" I said, on the sidelines of the seriousness we saw the dance of Raymond and Alice.

Mas Hafizh approached me, at this time my position was slightly turned to Mas Hafizh because the dance floor was right next to my seat. He grabbed me from behind and then kissed me in a quick motion.

"Mas!" I squinted a few eyes, warning him.

"What dear?" Mas Hafizh chuckled amusedly at the sight of my face that was already flushed with embarrassment.

"Then you know, there are a lot of people."

"Calm down baby. You see them? They hug too, no complaints." Mas Hafizh pointed at Raymond and Alice who were currently busy with her dance moves.

"They're Mas brides. So it's natural to hug. That they're dancing too" I always get excited.

"We're husband and wife, baby," she doesn't want to lose.

"Hm. It's already a Mas." I pursed my lips.

"Hehe. Yes, I'm giving it. Excuse me. I am jealous of them. I also want a hug dear."

"There-there's just Mas. Later when you're home, you can hug me as much." I turned my body around again to look at Raymond and Alice who were still dancing romantically.

"alright. I'll be patient, baby. Later when it's home. End of you, baby," he whispered intimidatingly. He no longer does anything to me. Just sitting sweetly at the side but still holding my hand.

Slowly, the music began to sound. Raymond and Alice also slowed down. Closed with the motion of Alice who fell in Raymond's arms. For a moment the two sat. The applause of the guests shocked the two.

Hafizh and I stood up and applauded them with joy.

MC is back to hosting the event. After the dance, the two will cut the wedding cake. Cake of a very large size.

Everyone gathered around Raymond and Alice who were already standing in front of the wedding cake located on the round table. The two compactly held a long knife and then cut the cake after getting the cue from the MC. The guests gave a standing ovation.

"Thank you" said the two compactly.

Afterwards they climbed up again to the altar, sat sweetly and occasionally whispered to each other.

***

One by one the invited guests began to climb up to the altar where the two brides stood together. To take a photo and congratulate.

Me and Hafizh walked in tandem, my hands curled up on his arms. Passing the length of the stretch of red carpet that adds to the grandeur of this wedding reception. Towards where Raymond and Alice were seen talking to several other guests.

But not until our feet went up to the altar. It seemed that a less friendly atmosphere was created between them. I don't know what is going on there, which is clear that I and Hafizh do not want to interfere let alone to know their business. We decided to meet Raymond and Alice. And turned around to just meet some colleagues who also retreated after seeing the incident.

"Mas, suddenly my head hurts. Can we just go home?" Half-whispering I spoke to Mas Hafizh who was currently having serious talks with some people he knew.

Mas Hafizh instantly averted his worried-looking gaze. "You can still walk up to the car, baby?" gusar.

"Can you still, can we go home now?" doors again.

"alright sweetheart. You sit down for a while, I'll go see Elliot, just say goodbye to him and leave a greeting to Raymond."

Mas Hafizh led me to my seat. Then left me to meet Elliot, who was on the altar with Raymond and Alice and a few others.

Seeing the arrival of Hafizh, Elliot immediately approached him. They spoke quite seriously, then shook hands as a sign of farewell.

Mas Hafizh came back to me, leading me to walk into the car. I don't know why my head hurts all of a sudden and I feel a little dizzy.

"Is your head still hurting, baby?" mas Hafizh looked so panicked.

"Still Mas, I also feel a little dizzy." I leaned my head on Hafizh's shoulder.

"Rest first, I'll take you to the hospital. I'm afraid you're why."

I can no longer speak the words of Mas Hafizh. Because it feels like I want to vomit due to pain and dizziness in the head that never subsides.

Mas Hafizh gave orders to Aland to increase the speed of his car. Sometimes he checks my pulse to make sure I am.

Cold sweat is pouring out of my temple. In line with my body that began to weaken in the arms of Hafizh mas. The pain in the head continued to be, until I felt the world was spinning in circles. I can no longer open my eyes. Until I fainted and was unconscious.

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