Forced to Marry a Disabled Girl

Wedding Reception 4

Anita slowly approached the Princess, who was completely unaware of her presence.

"Eh aunt Nita, come too finally?" Ben who saw Anita first experienced her as usual, when Ben visited her house first.

"Yes dong, auntie time does not come to this Algar wedding, inget you know aunt already consider you like a aunt's own son." he replied as he patted softly Ben's hand.

"Oh yes, this is the Princess, so beautiful!" puji Anita looked at the Princess with a difficult look.

"Yes aunty, I'm the daughter of his wife Brother Ben, happy to meet aunty, brother Algar often stories that aunty has similarities with me, and after I met it turned out to be true!" replied the Princess who was accompanied by a sweet smile that adorned her beautiful face.

"True, the Algar also often tells that story." Anita laughed to herself, but the laughter did not last long, as her eyes again caught Arfan's figure who was throwing a smile at each other with his wife, Yani.

"Ma, why?" asked Algar who had accompanied him since then, Algar again felt the turmoil that was being felt by his mother since the first time entering the building.

"Sorry Ben, dear princess, aunt can not linger here, because there is a sudden thing in the office that must be handled immediately" he said reasoned, because, he did not even have time to say goodbye to the Algar, or just wait for answers from the Princess and Ben.

"Ma wait for me!" Algar tried to chase after the step of the mother who looked very hasty.

"Mama why the hell, Algar attention from earlier mama much daydreaming, continue to be rich in shock so, mama what's the problem ma, dong story the same me?"

Anita sighed, "Mama doesn't have a problem, you're fine Al!"

"Mama lied!"

"Al please! mama has a lot of work at the office, not to mention this afternoon mama has to stop by the boutique, there are some new designs that you have to see."

"Ma?"

"Have it, enjoy your free time here, at least when a couple throws flowers, you will get it, so you get married soon, remember you are no longer young."

"Ck mama why must ngingetin that mulu anyway, tar also I will meet my soul mate."

"Old!"

After looking at her son in annoyance, Anita rushed to leave him.

*****

"Sister, is it true that Aunt Anita is Algar's mother?" exclaimed the Princess with eyes that were still staring towards where Anita's body disappeared behind the door of the building when the last time she saw it.

"Dear, why?"

The princess was silent for a moment, thinking of the face of someone who felt familiar to her.

"Why?" asked Ben when the Princess was just silent, and was impressed to be daydreaming.

"Oh eumz, no brother, maybe it's just my feeling."

"What does that mean?"

Seen the Princess sighed, then looked at her husband listlessly, confused to explain how.

"All right!" ben replied, with a million curious thoughts.

"Ri!" a voice belonging to someone who was so familiar to the Princess, made her turn her head for a moment, towards the person.

"Eh, brother Rezza?"

"Sister, how are you?"

The princess nodded with a big smile, "Okay, sister how, finally, brother took the time to come to my wedding reception, seneng deh!"

I'm not the one who's not Ri! Rezza.

"Even if I always have time for you Ri!" reply Rezza who sounded lethargic.

"Thank you brother,"

"Congratulations, on your marriage." Rezza held out a red rectangular box.

"What is sister?"

"For you, it's not too fancy, but I hope you'll wear it."

"What's that about?"

"Surprise dong, look at yourself."

"Oh, thank you, brother!"

"Baby-sama!"

The deg!

Fists that have since been tightened, are now getting stronger when the male Rezza in front of him called his wife with affection.

Goddamn bum! maki Ben in heart.

"Congratulations!" Rezza stretched out his hand to Ben while smiling widely, as if he did not know him, and it was as if nothing had ever happened between the two.

"Sister?" The princess touched Ben's hand which seemed reluctant to reply Rezza's hand.

"Sister?" Again the Princess whispered as her husband simply flinched, staring at Rezza with hostile eyes.

"Thank you!" ben answered briefly, shaking Rezza's hand.

On the other hand, the three friends of Ben who had been watching him since, looked at each other with worried faces.

.

.