Married Young to a CEO

Returnees

Just because the logging was delayed by a few hours made him very furious. But in the end his flight to Indonesia had to be delayed at night. It took a few hours to reach the destination. Vina who just arrived in Indonesia. He was already impatient to immediately accompany Devid. I'd like to apologize to him for answering everything.

With a heavy heart, Vina sat quietly in the car while staring out the glass. Her fingers touched the car's glass, her face was blank with a mind that was somehow drifting away. His face looked very calm, as if he had forgotten that today was Devid and Adelina's wedding day. He's getting married at 7 a.m. We will fly on our honeymoon to New Zealand. Visiting the beautiful beaches there.

Is everyone sorry for being late? Will everything be in vain. He will love me or marry someone else. His murmur was full of question marks and doubts in his heart. His body was calm with his hands starting to turn pale. He looked panicked in his heart. But not showing that panic to Gio and Alan who were much more panicked than him.

He was driving at high speed, his eyes did not stop glancing at the circular watch in his hand. Even her mouth as I put out words that Salsa herself did not care much about.

Salsa glanced at Alan, then rolled her eyes back. Looking at Gio who was still sound asleep in the back

I don't know what else to do? True regret comes too late. But before the rice had not become porridge. I'll keep fighting to apologize to her, and start living happily. Salsa murmured in his heart.

"Salsa why are you so calm? Don't you care about the wedding,"

Tampa let out a word, Salsa turned towards Alan, she raised her hand as if it had frozen. Slowly the hand was lifted very heavily, putting his palm over the arm of Alan who was busy driving his car.

"Your hand? Why so cold? Are you sick? Or do you have a fever?" alan panicked.

"I'm nervous" he replied briefly.

Alan let out a sigh of relief, he who was too parno felt the coldness of Salsa's hand. "What are you afraid of, Salsa. He's your husband. Dam you have the right to prevent her marriage."

"But I've already left him. I even wanted to part with him," the originally calm face bore fruit for a moment. Tears began to catch on, spreading out from her beautiful eyes.

"I know, but everything can still be fixed" he explained, he who was too focused on his car did not respond too much to Salsa's remarks. Almost no sooner did they get to Devid's house in time. All the guests began to arrive.

Alan stopped his car right in front of his yard. Every now and then he glanced at the watch that was coiling in his hand. In less than 15 minutes, the wedding will begin. This is no longer the time to ask questions.

"Salsa you go down first, I'll take Gio." Alan said in a hurry. Not even the mouth closed Salsa has gone down first. Running into his house with a face of panic, anxiety, worry, fear, becoming one. Tears did not stop continuously flowing, until the wind fell hatched onto the white floor that he stepped on. His steps were getting faster towards the second floor of Devid's room. He did not want to look at the time, because for him it was very cruel.

Up in front of Devid's room which was still tightly closed, the two set their breaths with their bodies slightly irritated him. Salsa took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment accepting all the reality of Devid's reply.

Salsa smiled, she was ready to look at the brown door with a little classic carving on the door, Salsa holding the doorknob of Devid's room. His face, which had been smoothed, began to fall silent when he heard someone speak.

"Are you sure you're married to me?"

"Yes, I'm sure. This is not the best. And I've started to forget it."

"Devid, I don't want you to regret it. And I'm not forcing your heart to like me. And you know, I like Devian, but he doesn't think of me at all,"

"We're going to start a new life together forgetting our past,"

the words immediately made Salsa limp for a moment, his originally excited body now seemed to be slow, like in the morning lightning patience, his head seemed to rumble unceasingly. His eyes were empty with grmemtar's body, his originally cracked heart was now completely broken.

"Maybe this is my destiny. I'd rather pe4gi, than disturb their happiness." said Salsa softly, looking down to drip water he said, more and more splashing soaked his cheeks.

She turned her body and ran away, down the stairs with her hands closed her mouth. He could no longer hear what the bride-to-be said, maybe they were ready to go down and do the wedding vows.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. Pardon me! I'm sorry!" he said as he continued to run through his tears.

Salsa's steps came to a halt for a moment crashing into the person in front of her. Not angry, he just kept quiet and tried to leave again. But his steps stopped his hand as if it was about a person's hand.

"Salsas. Why are you here?" the heavy voice of the man did not make Salsa flinch from where she stood. Devian, moving his legs closer to Salsa holding onto his two langas.

"Salsa look at me? What did you see until you came out of here?" ask Devian.

Salsa was silent, she still lowered her head while shaking her head slowly.

Devian held onto Salsa's chin, pulling her up. Make their eyes look at each other. "Stare at me!" said Devian.

"What else is it? Do you want to insult me? Or do you want me to get out of here? Okay.. I'm going to leave now. And enough, now I know everything. It's better that I go and let them be happy" said Salsa, vaping all her heart.

"What you hear or see is not necessarily the reality. You don't know what's really going on. Than you understand and your ego is getting higher. You better start talking to him." explains Devian, trying to smile at him.

Salsa raised her head.

"You're angry with me?" ask Salsa.

"I was very angry at you at first, but I thought maybe you were too emotional."

"What are you guys doing?" alan asked approaching Salsa and Devian.

They can afford to compactly stare into the source of the sound. "Don't say much, Devian came out earlier. And why are you still standing here,"

"When did he come out? And where's he going?"

"He's through the back door, anyways at the back garden. And you're not here to see,"

"We can see, the stairs of this house are covered with the walls of the family room."

"Udah quickly go, Salsa you have to cancelnyq," Alan pulled Salsa's hand away. And Devian followed Alan and Salsa.

Their steps are increasingly fast, until they arrive at a place in will pickle sacred marriage it will begin.

Devid walks past the guests. Welcomed to a standing ovation. And he just quietly let out his best smile.

Salsa releases Alan's hand, running after Devid himself.

"WAIT!!" salsa shouted, making everyone on the pickle turn their head quickly towards her. And not sparing Devid hearing the voice I always remembered in his head.

"Salvene!!" devid lirih.

"You've arrived here, please don't cancel. If you cancel now we must be ashamed among the guests" whispered Adelina, staring at Salsa with a look of dislike.

"I want you to cancel everything" said Salsa begging, her tears somehow since when it had dripped wet.