Married Bad Boy

Enchanted

Just as in her brain was passing the girl's name, the curtain covering the changing room opened along with Azri staring in that direction. He was glued for a few seconds to see Widya in a beautiful white dress. Usually he sees the girl in formal attire and neatly rolled hair, but this time he sees her in another appearance.

The sight gave Azri a surprise. The wedding dress looks right on Widya's body, especially her neat hair is now left to fall over her open shoulders.

"Azri." Marleen's hand that stopped on her shoulder made Azri blink her eyes several times.

Oh, my God, what did he do? He couldn't possibly be fascinated by that girl, right? Although Azri tried to dismiss the thought, but in the end his head still turned back to the figure of Widya.

"His waist is a little oversized, I'm afraid it's sagging."

Faintly Azri heard Widya's complaint. The assistants immediately marked the part Widya meant so that the dress fit her.

Marleen doesn't like to see this view. Azri should not be fascinated by other girls. Azri was just hers a. la hurriedly invited Azri to chat to distract her.

"Does this suit fit on your body?" tanyanya checked Azri's tuxedo arm.

"It fits perfectly in my body." Azri did not care because now her mind started to mess up.

Widya sees Azri talking to a beautiful girl who looks familiar. Oh, wait, he knows that face.

Isn't she the girl Widya saw with Azri at the nightclub? What the hell is he doing here? Could it be Azri who brought her here? It's heartless. What was Azri thinking until the man took his lover to the place where he tried on the clothes he would wear to marry another woman? Could it be that he was deliberately doing it as a form of rebellion? Azri may want to tell Widya that she loves other women and wants Widya to get hurt.

Suddenly Widya felt the urge to walk near Azri and heard what they were talking about until she blushed. However, by Aunt Swari's voice stopped him.

"Azri, look at your future wife."

"It fits him very well." Azri only stared at Widya at a glance because he did not want to think strangely if he continued to observe the girl.

Aunt Swari was overjoyed to the point of clapping her hands in excitement.

"It feels like back in the days when I was married. Ah, this is definitely going to be a spectacular wedding. Let's stand side by side, I have to immortalize it." Aunt Swari excitedly pulled Azri who looked ogah-ogahan and placed her next to Widya.

"Let's smile" he ordered while pointing the phone's camera at Azri and Widya.

Both Azri and Widya smiled with compulsion. The atmosphere is very awkward for couples who are getting married. Just one shot of Aunt Swari stopped because she felt something was lacking. "Azri, put your hand on Widya's waist."

Both were shocked. “What? Why?“ Azri answered too quickly.

"Come fast! This photo will be sent to your grandfather, "Aunti Swari's orders are impatient.

Azri snorted and was eventually forced to obey his aunt's orders. He wrapped his right hand around Widya's waist.

Widya felt a low electric shock running through her body as Azri's hands wrapped around her waist. His heart beats for a moment. He had to stay in this position until Aunt Swari was satisfied to photograph him.

Marleen doesn't like, really doesn't like to see Azri side by side with the girl. His heart was burning and he realized that he was jealous. He should not feel jealous because he and Azri both know their relationship is nothing more than a friend having fun. Of course this happens often. However, this was the first time he felt unwilling for his date to be seized by another woman.

No, it can't be like this.

Seriate....