Love For Fella

Ring Exchange

The time that Fella and Arska had been waiting for finally arrived, the moment where the lovers exchanged rings on their ring fingers, was indeed a thrilling moment for both of them.

"Yes, you know what? If today I am happy," asked Arska with a smile that continued to expand at the corner of her lips.

"He should be happy, because I am also very happy today" he said.

While continuing to hold hands the pair of lovers unceasingly developed their smiles.

The applause given by the invited guests and the cheers heard from the mouths of his friends further add to the festive engagement.

Fella and Arska's engagement show looks elegant. Because in the presence of many officials and business associates Angga, relatives far away Fella and his closest friends. Until one of the organizers gave a coupon to Arska and other male guests.

"What is this coupon for?" ask Arska when the coupon is in her hands.

"That's a coupon just for real exclamations, later at the end of the event there will be a surpraice for the lucky ones," replied Fella trying to explain.

"But why are only male guests who are fouled, whose girls don't get caught?" tanya Arska frowned.

"Hehehe... actually it was a coupon also make, my dance friend who, later will be in the ballot who will be my dance partner," said Fella hesitantly while continuing to force a smile.

"What kind of coupon ay, I do not accept, still I will be your dance partner! I'll crash the models."

"Well... baby, how do you play a collision anyway?" asked Fella while holding Arska's arm, she knew that her lover was upset by the action taken by the committee.

"I'm the only one near you!" arska exclaimed, his possessive attitude began to show.

Fella nodded, understanding what Arska was feeling at the moment. Grabbing the hand of the guy next to him seemed reluctant to be far from him.

"The block continues until you forget that your best friend is gathering here" said Bella who is now in front of Arska and Fella.

"Yes.ni so gemes themselves ngeliatin you are getting sticky rich in this glue," said Faya.

"It's not sticky rich in glue, but Arska just muffled her new heart overheated because abis read the contents of this coupon," explained Aldy who is now near Faya and Bella.

"Don't lure people's anger why the hell dy, like it. It's a special Fella show just as Arska don't make their mood down dong," Regina commented because she didn't like Aldy's too distorted speech.

"Hehehe.. funny aja gin, happy-happy abis suddenly Arska's face pouted," joked Aldy increasingly crazed.

Arska did not like to hear Aldy's babble that actually made him more upset, he immediately pulled Fella's hand to leave his place, taste the cakes and drinks that have been served there.

"Why is that pouting?" asked Fella when she saw Arska's facial expression that still looked annoyed.

Arska shook her head slowly, she did not want to make her lover feel the frustration she was experiencing, although heavy but now Arska showed her smile while rubbing Fella's arm slowly, and she was very sad, the girl did not feel awkward even though Arska hugged her at a glance, showing her romantic feelings in public.

Suddenly a host opened the show. He gave some horrendous remarks to the invitees. Not felt now has entered the next event the coupon draw that makes Arska more irritated.

"What the fuck?" tanya Arska who was surprised to hear her best friend called by the host to accompany the dance. "Look at what I will do to you, after the ink event is over," said Arska still holding back upset.

"Please, I'm sorry if I didn't tell you before, too" Fella clasped Arska's hand.

Blowing for Arska's gusts out, trying to neutralize her sense of unease.

The host started putting his hands in a glass box containing hundreds of coupons. He took one coupon at random and read it.

"And the lucky one to get the chance to dance with Fella is...coupon number 23!" exclaim the host while showing the coupon he just took.

All the men present seemed to rush to match the number with the number they were holding. The disappointed expressions of the male guests, who had no chance to dance with Fella, had to accept the airy chest while swallowing her saliva.

"It's a shame my number missed one number" grumbled another guest who was next to Arska and Fella.

Arska did not care about the coupon, she felt unwilling to see her lover had to dance with other men her gaze was still straight looking at Fella.

"Honey.open your coupon! Who knows your matching number" whispered Fella.

"I'm not excited, because I have to worry about you dancing with another man" Arska's voice sounded weak.

Fella took the coupon that was still in the hands of Arska, eyes that had been narrowed also turned wide with as she opened the coupon.

"Are you sure you don't want to see that coupon?" ask Fella enthusiastically.

"Hum..."

Fella immediately showed me the coupon number listed there. For a moment Arska was staring as if she could not believe the luck she had tonight.

"Darling are you not happy?" fella asked with a clap of Arska's hands many times.

"That's so happy, I'm the one who, in the end, is the only one who is allowed to be near you, God is always just," he said while hugging Fella with a firmness does not care about the current situation and conditions.

"Hello... Who owns number 23? Come on over here!" the host calls back when the coupon owner does not come.

Without waiting for long Arska immediately stepped her feet towards the host while holding her lover's hand. He showed the coupon, so as not to think cheating.

The host looks at the coupon number held by Arska. "Wow, right, so lucky for these lovers that they don't let go if they dance with another man!" exclaim the host while raising Arska's hand holding the coupon.

"Because everything is ready and the coupon owner is Fella's own lover, the dance can start!" host once again. Brayu was already preparing in his position in front of the piano.

A song began to play beautifully from the fingers of Bayu. Arska and Fella started dancing. Fella's right hand felt warm in Arska's grasp, while her left hand she placed on Arska's shoulder. Arska hugged Fella's slender waist. Even though Fella was wearing high heels, she still needed to look up to stare at the indan and the charming smile that belonged to the man before her at the moment.

The two pairs of eyes were staring at each other at a very close distance. When Fella's two eyeballs meet Arska's iris, there's a sense that Fella can't express with words.