HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Wedding day

I stared at the image of myself that looked very different from usual, my face was covered by a professional makeup artist, seen from his skill in applying powder, lipstick and various makeup complement to the surface of my face.

The dress that I wear this time is really beautiful, even I myself will have trouble designing a dress as beautiful as this, it seems like my design ability is still low-class, this white dress with mermaid pieces wrapped my body perfectly, golden lace adds a luxurious impression to anyone who wears it, the shoulder part of the open dress with long sleeves adds to the impression of feminim, and the, the bottom sweeps the floor with a very wide size.

My hair is in a bun with a shape that is not rustic, but looks beautiful without removing the original curly shape, fairies put a long veil that dangles down to the waist.

Staring at the glass looking at my reflection there, I myself pengling to see who was standing in front of the glass at this time, I did not even realize that when dressed, I could be beautiful like this.

After everything was done, the mother change who came into the room met me when all the fairies came out leaving me alone who was sculpting in front of the glass.

"It's so pretty mom's son." Mother praised me sincerely, her eyes teary.

"Thank you, Mom, I'm happy today." I embrace mom's slender waist.

"really? don't be too pushy about smiling, son, I know how you feel."

"Don't worry, Sabrina's okay, Mom."

"Which mother can exchange her child's happiness just for business, forgive me, son." Mom was crying.

"Don't talk like that ma'am, this is Sabrina's decision."

"How can you be happy on a day like this, when your daughter holds back her heart." Mother's tears continue to flow soaking the cheeks that are increasingly looking tapered.

"Here you go, ma'am, all this has happened, Sabrina is just asking for your blessing, do'a and support, may Sabrina be strong and patient in living Sabrina's life away from you."

Mom just cried while rubbing my shoulder, it felt so heartbreaking, after all, the feeling of a mother towards her daughter was very strong, she said, because she had been pregnant for nine months and breastfed until the age of two, of course, the inner bond was very strong, the mother knew very well what I was feeling right now.

Geck... Geck... Tock....

The knock on the door surprised us, the mother immediately wiped her tears and fixed her makeup so as not to look messy, me too.

"Miss Sabrina, Mr. Joe is waiting" said bi Ijah.

"Alright, we'll be right down, Bi."

"Ah, Miss Sabrina is beautiful, auntie is pangling," said aunt to shame me.

"This aunt, there's-there's nothing." I smile.

I went down the stairs in my mother's car on my right and bi Ijah on my left, apparently Mr. Joe came to pick me up alone.

"Let's miss, you are so beautiful today, the boss will be infatuated with you" said Mr. Joe as he extended his hand to hold me.

"Miss Sabrina will one car with me, her family will bring their own car, there will be bodyguards in the front and back of our car, come." And then he took me to his car.

At first glance I saw Sapphira who was standing not far behind my father, she looked at me with a look full of jealousy, the round eyes that had been beautiful showed dislike for the praise for the praise that people threw at me at this time. I really don't want it.

I'm sorry Sapphira, if he is a good man, I will not hesitate to let you replace me marry him, but he's not good Sapphira, let me just get this bad luck, not yourself!

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This is the day that all women in the world look forward to, the day that she is united with the man of her heart to become a legitimate married couple.

But not with me, today it feels bland, there is not a single shred of happiness that I feel, seeing a magnificent building with flower decorations fill the corridor where the bride and groom walk, she said, red carpet that has been decorated with colorful flowers, large and luxurious lights decorate the main reception room, and large fresh flowers in pots are placed in every corner of the room, it smells so good on the nose.

"Don't be nervous, son!" she whispered in my right ear.

"Your hands sweat cold, how do you avoid being nervous." Mom was a little holding back laughing at me.

On top of the guarantee already stood the handsome man adjaan women in this city, this time he wore a black tuxedo with a bow tie that further increased the level of good looks.

I walked with my father and mother on the red carpet, my eyes were only fixed to the front without looking at the rows of guests sitting in chairs decorated with flowers. Although I greet the guests, it is clear there will be no one I recognize here, as everything is arranged by Mr. Arga himself, not even he offers me to invite my friends or best friends.

Until the guarantee, the burly man reached out his hand to greet me, he smiled so warmly, there was a gentle breeze that flashed across my heart seeing that smile, she said, but I think this is his plan to look like a happy bride in general. In his heart, he probably hated this romantic snobs.

Very clever of this man to act, even his charming smile at a glance makes my heart melt made, indeed, if it is handsome from there, it will look enchanting after all.

After the wedding vows were said, I saw my mother wipe the tears with her fingertips, this is the time when the parents have to let her baby belong to someone else completely.

Unknowingly, my tears fell down my cheeks.

"Smoke your tears, don't cry!" whispered Mr. Arga while thrusting a piece of tissue at me.

"I'm sorry sir." That's all I can say.

The guests went back and forth to greet us and congratulate us on this beautiful wedding, many pairs of women eyes that look envious at me, getting the perfect man with incredible wealth, he said, this is indeed the dream of all beings named women on this earth, but they only see the outside, will never know the tightness of this chest.

"Don't bow to anyone, you can just bow your head to me, lift your head!" mr. Arga's words seemed to say how influential he was to all his guests.

"They're all lowly businessmen who approached me just to make a profit, you don't have to be too respectful to them" he continued.

"I'm sorry sir." Again, just an apology I can say.

"Stop apologizing, just do everything I say, don't argue!"

I just nodded slowly, it seemed like the inner torture was about to begin, as hard as I could to hold back my tears from spilling over the mopping, trying as hard as a coral to deal with all this.

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