
After a few days, Shella decided to tell her friends about her wedding. Shella had also prepared, an invitation for all of them.
It makes Galang happy. He is no longer the husband he is hiding. He's quite reliable, he's no longer the head of a motorcycle gang.
That morning, Shella brought a stack of invitations to her one-department co-worker during a wedding ceremony and family reception.
As for inviting all employees and colleagues, the event will be made its own.
"Shella, are you really getting married? There was an invitation. Why didn't you tell us you already had a boyfriend" asked Mila most chatty.
"Yes, Shella. I thought you were single. You never know your guy as we do. Like what the hell, your future husband and when is his wedding?" tanya Tanti was curious.
"His person is kind, responsible, and above all, loves me. This is the date" Shella replied, offering an invitation to Mila. "I'm for one-on-one."
"Goodoo. Let me see," said Mila as she grabbed the invitation from Shella's hand.
Shella stepped towards her seat. Mila and the others suddenly crowded around and gathered at his desk. Shella was shocked by their attitude.
"Congratulations, Shella," they said alternately as they greeted Shella.
"Thank you, thank you everyone" Shella replied happily.
"Wait!" shout Mila.
"What's wrong?" shella asked in a panic.
"Shella, explain to us. The name of your future husband, exactly the same as the name of our company president. Is this just a coincidence?" tanya Mila was very fiery.
Everyone seemed to be waiting for Shella's answer. Shella smiled shyly, looking at them looking very serious. Shella no longer wanted to dodge.
"You're right. The name of my future husband is the same as the name of our President. It wasn't a coincidence, but .. it was her," Shella replied with a sweet smile.
"Huh, w-didn't I hear wrong? You listen to Shella. You guys aren't budge, are you?" ask Mila in shock.
Not only was Mila shocked, but everyone who heard her. Even Tanti slapped her face so softly that she did not believe what she heard.
"President, your future husband?" ask Tanti.
"Why don't you believe it? I'm halu, is that it?" shella asked when she saw they were still dumbstruck around her.
"No, we believe. Isn't that so, guys? We're even happy because the lady of the President will be our friend, not the Meilana. You can, you tell me a little. When did you guys know, dating I mean," Mila said with a smile.
"No. I knew the President, 4 years ago. When he was in college. We were dating we had a little problem because he had to move to college abroad. Already satisfied?" said Shella gently. "You're back at work, before Mr. Indar gets angry."
"Waw, so you met at this company and you were like you were getting angry, but actually love," Tanti said as she kicked down the table.
At that time Mr. Indar came and scolded them.
"You come to the company to work or to gossip? Back to work," said Mr. Indar who immediately made them disperse and return to their respective seats. "Shella, I'm sorry. They like to gossip."
"Don't call Mom, I'm not used to it. This is my wedding invitation to Mr. Indar" Shella said, handing over the invitation.
"Thank you" said Mr. Indar as he opened to see the name of the groom-to-be.
"Galong. Congratulations, Shella, you're finally really married. I kept thinking at the time of the incident," said Mr. Indar so follow gossip.
"Thank you, Mr. Indar," Shella replied smilingly.
One Week later.
The wedding of Shella and Galang took place in a simple way. Only the second member of Shella's family and department friends came. The plan, there will only be a marriage contract and eat together only.
The wedding ceremony took place solemn and heartwarming. Because Shella and Galang did not expect if they could finally get married. This much twisting relationship, they have managed to pass.
"Well." Right."
"Well." Right."
"Saaah."
That one word made the mood a little splashy. They are officially married.
"Thank you, Shella. You are the light that God has sent me" Galang murmured.
So-called
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