
Claps accompanied Sarita's footsteps off the stage. Mahendra greeted and helped his wife down the stairs while carrying her bouquet of flowers. What a very soothing sight. At the age of those who are no longer young, harmony and a little romance still looks real.
The invited guests were already impatiently waiting for the next heartwarming sweet show.
"Want to bet with me?" kenzi asked one of Darren's other business associates.
"What order?" ask the other partner.
"This time the ending must be kissing" whispered Kenzi, very sure.
"No way! this is not a wedding anniversary event." said someone.
"Bare betting?" challenge Kenzi.
"brave. Brompton bike latest output." someone called the goods at stake with passion.
"okay! you three each one, if I win, I am not grandiose. I want a mini cooper again," said Kenzi, very excited.
"Deal!" The other three men answered.
Yanes paired the clip on wireless mic in Darren's black tuxedo. Apparently Darren had a different concept this time around. Once perfectly installed, Darren steps onto the table where his wife is. Raising hands ala - ala the prince who wants to invite a princess to dance. Dusk stood up and welcomed the helping hand.
They both walked to the center of the stage. Although their height is very lame, but does not reduce their compatibility in the least. Dusk's body without heels was no higher than Darren's shoulders.
Darren looked at his wife's face full of love, sometimes he wet his lips with his own tongue, really like a virgin who would propose to his lover. Dusk could feel the cold and sweat on her husband's palm.
"I love you, Ask..." Dusk said softly, wanting to just give strength so that Darren immediately carried out his plan. Standing in front of thousands of people, making Dusk a bit rowdy.
"Ask... Thank you for being the best wife to me, thank you for making me a warmer person than ever. I don't know any more, other than thank you is there a better word to say to you? I'm far from perfect, but you always make perfect in your mind." Darren kissed the back of his wife's hand gently at the end of the sentence.
There were no flowers or diamond sets Darren had given his wife. Dusk is not too fond of flowers, jewelry is rarely used. Darren will give you a simple surprise, a surprise that will make Dusk happy. A little present from Darren for his wonderful wife.
An EO crew gives a seat to Dusk, Darren codes for Dusk to sit there. He himself walked up to the piano that was at the end of the stage. Dusk thought the piano was going to be played by the homeband.
"A song from us that really loves Mama Nja wholeheartedly. Greatest mom and wife. A woman who always has an amazing story in every pregnancy. Thank you for being the best mom for our kids. We love you." Darren started pressing the piano keys. The twang of the intro of a love song for mom is starting to sound.
Dusk immediately turned his body, his eyes felt hot, his chest was so tight between haru and happy was also a little sad. Zain got into the music to perform the lyrics of his song with epic and full of feeling.
...What I gave to my mom...
...For my dear mother...
...I don't have anything valuable...
...To my beloved mother...
...This is all I sing...
...A smile from my heart to my mom...
...Just a simple song...
At first Zain's voice was so stable, but the closer it got to Dusk, the more it shook. Dusk could not power just sit still, he stood with slow steps approaching Zain who was only a few steps away in front of him, Dusk dropped his body slowly, slowly, sitting quietly just grabbed Zain's body in his arms.
Zain was unable to continue his singing, tears spilled, escaped to flow unstoppably. A flash of their very unjust past story was the same - just as it flashed through their minds.
"Dear Mama Zain," whispered the twilight, softly.
"Zain dear mama, Zain will look after and make mama happy like papa Rafli's message," said Zain interrupted his sobs, clearly Zain was reminded by the figure of Rafli.
Darren stops his piano playing, wiping away the tears that had also escaped falling down his cheeks, then squatting between his wife and son.
"Daddy love you," whispered Darren, peeping one by one at Dusk and Zain.
"Thanks Asks...Thanks so much." the voice of twilight still shakes.
Darren helps Dusk stand up, then holds Zain who is still sobbing. Zain is so emotional tonight.
"It's okay, baby. Daddy's here, don't cry anymore." Darren's getting his hold together. Wishing his body could exchange the sadness Zain felt with his happiness.
Dusk stroked Zain's back. "We love Zain, Papa Rafli is proud to have a son like Zain." Twilight rested her head on Darren's shoulder.
Sonya was crying so hard in Rajata's arms. The regret he felt so deeply tonight. Not only did she feel slapped, but she felt her life was like an animal. Far from having a conscience.
Arham hid the tears that fell with the temple - pura pet Dasen. While Bae had already shed her tears in Chun's arms. Not halfway through the event tonight, but everyone's emotions are being evaporated in sadness and haru.
Don't ask me again how much tissue Sarita spent. His son-in-law really managed to make his snot come out profusely.
"Take zain, Pa! They still have a series of events!" pinta Sarita to Mahendra.
Mahendra took to the stage, taking over Zain from Darren's sling. Zain was eight years old, but for Mahendra and Darren carrying Zain like a toddler. The two still often carry Zain in the style of an airplane to and fro.
"Already Ask... Tonight we should be happy."
"The happy Senja Ask... It's really happy."
A Mahendra Corps employee named Alea, the head of the HRD department very gracefully appeared carrying a sprig of Carnations, behind Alea appeared a row of other managerial Mahendra Corps employees. Followed by Ali, Amar and Yanes in the last row. They also brought a flower.
Shania Twain's piano from this moment sings softly without sound. One by one they went forward giving the Carnations to Dusk. Without Dusk realize Darren is no longer beside him. Darren has now joined the ranks of the officers, just behind Yanes.
It is now Darren's turn to give the flowers for Dusk. Transfer - transfer of flowers given. Darren gave the object that made Dusk's cheeks blush red and pinched her husband's arm spoiled. Dusk hid the shame behind the chest of her husband's field.
" Battle....Breathe in" said Kenzi, please be anxious.
Darren peeped at his wife's forehead. "I love you Ask.hopefully love the gift." Darren rolled his eyes, Dusk looked at him shyly - embarrassed.
Slowly Darren pressed his lips against the lips of Dusk. Give a little kiss, then*********** slowly.
Guests who watched did a lively applause, making both still in the middle of the event. Corporate birthday, like a wedding anniversary.
"Yuhuu.... I won." Kenzi smiled with satisfaction.