Knitting Wounds Extreme

55. Wedding (Close).

Standing a couple of brides on the lap with grace. The charming sweet smile of the two, so harmonious that it gave birth to awe from the invited guests.

Ivory white dress combined with sequin gold, attached perfectly to the body of Maya who often do the treatment. Similarly, the color tuxedo is in line with the dress that Maya wore, attached perfectly wrapped the sixpack Ditya body.

It would never be happy to stay away from the newlyweds. The lights glitter here and there, as bright as the mood of the two in this wedding party.

Sitting Adi and Nyah, as well as Fatma and Sherla on the side of the pelaminan, with a beautiful white dress. They were as happy as Ditya, although there was a lump of heart that would probably feel the nestapa.

Adi Darmadji, is a poor man who will never touch and share his love again. All his life, he would only see his love, standing as his iron.

Sounds funny, but not to Adi. This is an unfair line for God. It's just that, when you see the happiness that emanates from the look of Aditya's eyes, Adi is thus willing to sacrifice anything.

"Thank you, Maya. I love you" whispered Ditya, who knows how many times he has spoken. It feels like Maya is bored, however, anxious to hear it.

Maya's lips pucker up dislike. She still does not accept Ditya's bragging a thousand times to say he loves her, since she officially bears the title of Young Madam Aditya Darmadji.

"Don't just brag. I don't like that shit of yours!" maya exclaimed as she rolled her eyes lazily.

In the next second, there was Gavin who came carrying Ditya's expensive phone. The boy somehow, always liked to pestle his parents. Many pairs of eyes, as if witnessing their joy.

"Dad, Mom, is it okay if after this, Gavin asks Dad and Mom for a sister?" Yahya the boy with passion, of course Ditya laughed loudly made.

And it turns out, the ameua was Sherla's upbringing.

"Maybe, as long as Gavin is not naughty if you want to be a big brother immediately. Understood?" ditya asked, glancing one eye at his wife.

At that point, Maya suddenly misbehaved.

The invited guests who had just arrived, approached them to shake hands and congratulate. And a woman who came followed a young irai in front of her, made Maya hold her breath.

Jovita was present even though Maya did not give an invitation. I don't know what she means this time, which is clear, Maya doesn't want to deal with everything that concerns the past.

"Hi, Sari," said Jovita, as well as Nevan who tailed behind Jovita.

"I'm Maya. Donna's sari name has been dead for a long time" Maya replies, smiling charmingly at Jovita's smile. Although the sweet smile on her lips was unusually sensual, Jovita could feel how much Maya looked at him full of warning.

Maya just does not want, there is a past that is present after she decides to accept Aditya. Injured, reproached, humiliated and tragedy in the past, Maya has decided to shut it down.

"Oh, sorry," replied Jovita as she glanced at Ditya who was looking at her intently, "I have no intention of coming into contact with you and your husband. My arrival is just to say, congratulations on your marriage. Congratulations, may you be happy and always be blessed with a lot of happiness by God" he said sincerely.

"Don't be too hostile towards mami, Mayasari Arsyad. Anyhow . . . " Nevan this time chimed in, looking at Maya with a cold look. Unfortunately, Maya immediately scuts Nevan's words and stares at Nevan full of ridicule.

Believe me, Nevan doesn't seem to accept fate. She loves Maya, making fun of Maya when she is touched by many men, but wants Maya by her side at the same time. This is not fair. What Nevan wants, but Nevan stretches the distance as far as the North and South poles.

"I hope that in the future, we can still forge a kinship rope, Maya. I apologize for my past mistakes. But believe me, I consider you my son. Don't hesitate to visit me if I come to the capital, and I will do the same if you don't forget me" Jovita patted Maya gently on the shoulder.

"thank you. If your intentions are good, I certainly accept it" Maya replied.

Jovita nodded, preparing to step off the stage with relief in his heart.

"Don't forget to enjoy the dish, Mami and Nevan," Maya said a little louder.

Jovita just gave Maya a thumbs up, looking wittyly at her former foster child, "of course, my son. Thank you, I'll spend it all."

Jovita's cry, made Maya turn softer. He thought, Jovita will hit the drums of war again with him. Actually no, Jovita actually managed to spread kindness with a piece of sincerity whose value is extraordinarily valuable in the eyes of Maya.

"Mas, next time, I'll take you to Gavin's sister's grave" Maya said suddenly.

Of course Ditya was speechless, assuming that this was the Maya offer he expected the most.

"Of course, honey. I want to visit him. We invite you to join in, "welcome Ditya with a charming smile full of happiness.

The marriage that once felt taboo to Maya, now finally intertwined too. A bit of a heartfelt story in Maya's life, ended in exchange for tears.

Rejection for rejection that Maya gave Kada Ditya, is a costly payment that Aditya received. The talk, mockery, and also the outburst of anger that Ditya received from Maya, Ditya thought it was nothing compared to the suffering of Maya.

From Kisha's life Maya concludes, that if it is a mate, Ditya can certainly reach her heart and tie her in the sacred promise of marriage even though Maya insists on rejecting it.

Know, Maya is really happy today, after what she passed.

Every suffering, God will not let the love drag on forever, but God will surely replace it happily.

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