Love Wrong Target

Chapter 16 Wedding Party

One month later..

A lavish wedding party is being held in the ballroom of a five-star hotel located in the city center. The event was the wedding reception of the daughter of one of the company owners whose wealth could not be counted using the fingers, namely Pramans gruop.

A beautiful wedding dress as beautiful as the wearer, adhering beautifully to the slim body of the woman, accompanied by a man wearing a matching suit standing beside her faithfully, accompanied through the whole event tonight.

Now Namira and Rafka have officially become a legal married couple, both in the eyes of law and religion. They are side by side not because of love, but for the same reason, which is to respect the decision of someone they care about equally, namely Mr. Pramana.

Their false smiles showed everyone who attended the wedding. Really, this married couple really deserves the award of the best actor and actress of all time, because their acting is too perfect.

The people who were there must have thought that they were the perfect couple. One is very beautiful like a princess of the king while the other is so handsome like a royal prince.they are a very harmonious couple if seen from any angle.

Unfortunately, it's not as beautiful as it looks. In his heart, Namira felt a sadness that he could not express. He never thought that his life path would be like this.

Still very clear in his memory, his enthusiasm in preparing all the preparations for his marriage with someone he deeply loved. But everything falls apart because of betrayal.

Now Namira must accept her destiny.in the end she must marry and live together with a man who is not the least in her heart.

"congratulations Namira, I'm very happy, you finally got married" Rista said, shaking Namira's hand and hugging her warmly.

"thank you, brother Rista, I am also happy that you can attend my wedding" Namira replied as she returned the hug.

"happy Namira, forget about your past" he added after their embrace was released.

"yes Rista" Namira said with a big smile, hiding the wound that was still in his heart.

Rista turns to Rafka, who bears a new title as husband of Namira Azziva.

"please take good care of Namira!" one sentence was addressed to the man.

"definitely sis!" Rafka said steadily.no doubt emanated from the look of his eyes, that's what Rista read. He felt that the man was the right figure as Alvan's replacement.

Rista left after getting the answer to the question he had in mind. Now he is convinced that Namira is with the right person.

The wedding party lasted until late at night. All Namira's friends, business associates, colleagues, even boutique employees were present at the event.

Namira repeatedly stomped his feet on the floor to relieve fatigue in his legs, because he had been standing for hours in the same place.

"were tired?" Rafka said after accidentally seeing what Namira did in passing.

"if you're tired, we better rest first" Rafka tried to patiently face Namira's rude attitude.

Namira seemed to think, not answering directly the question from Rafka. He was like weighing something heavy because he thought about it long enough.

"yes we have rest" said Namira in the end. after thinking, his legs should be rested immediately because it feels very sore to numb. if he continued to stand he was afraid he could even faint if forced, and it would even make him more embarrassed.

"luck!" Rafka held Namira's friendly hand, then walked up to her in-laws who were talking to business colleagues who attended the event.

Namira can only obey. follow everything her husband did without daring to protest or refuse, because Mr. Pramana has been watching them since.

"ma, pa . Namira is tired, can we get permission to rest in the room first?" Rafka requests permission from Namira's parents.

"oh. yes pa pa, you rest aja.did be tired from standing still" said Bu Asti who agreed Pak Pramana. The two even seemed happy to hear that Rafka and Namira were going to go to the room right now. They thought that the newlyweds could not wait to be alone soon, sipping the sweetness of the first night.

"who is the newlywed, can't stand it!" chirping one of Pramana's business colleagues teases a couple who have just officially become husband and wife.

Rafka and Namira can only smile shyly in response. They do not expect that people will think that is not-unlike.

oh . why do they even think that strange? if you know what will happen, mending I do not want to accept ideas from him. I better stand all day than there should be in this embarrassing situation!

If Namira could just want to disappear from the face of this earth, then unfortunately. Rafka seemed ordinary in such a situation.

"yes, if so, we're pa,ma!" Namira opened her voice and immediately covered the walk quickly, intending to immediately go to the hotel room that has been booked specifically for tonight, not forgetting while holding Rafka's hand as a perfect for her acting.

"eh .. wait for Namira, Rafka!!" call Bu Asti who makes them turn around, not so continue the steps.

"you guys, can't wait like that.how do you get into the room if you don't use this!" Bu Asti offered a magnetic card to open the hotel room door.

"oh.iya. until I forget" Namira hit her own head slowly with a cry.

"iya nih. like this new couple has been really excited!" timpal one of the female guests who had been chatting with Bu Asti who made Namira's face more red and red withstanding embarrassment.

"thank you ma!" Namira immediately snatched the magnetic card that his mother held out and walked back to continue the steps that had been delayed.

Namira's parents and his colleagues who saw the incident laughed amusedly at the newlyweds' behavior which they thought was very funny.

Before the event, Bu Asti had told that Namira and Rafka's room was on the top floor of this hotel, with room number 222, and fortunately Namira listened to his mother's speech, it was inconceivable to Namira how embarrassed he would be to come back and ask for the room number that would be in his place tonight. Just imagine how Namira couldn't.