Me VS Crazy CEO's

You'll never be alone, wait for me to come home

Evenings really start to get crowded, the hotel is flooded with invited guests who have just arrived from Jakarta, not just school friends during the smp or business partners and office friends only. Plans for only a private party were leaked, until Jihad invited his father and mother's business partners as well.

"Buseett, this isn't a private party bang. People in the village !" whisper Galih to Riski. They were on the veranda of the hotel, enjoying the night atmosphere of Bali which was studded with stars while watching the guests who came.

"Ga may be a private party, an important family Jihad family, "Riski breathes a white plume of smoke in the air.

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"Night you sleep ?" ask a full survey of people make up on Ica who just grimaced and nodded.

"Nakal, sentil is also nih.untung aja pandanya ga look very tight. It can still be closed, "he added joking. Ica only fell asleep for 4 hours, because she was forced to wake up to eat and self.

Chequek..

Ica's mother, Kara, Kara, and Ayu entered Ica's room.

"Cie eahhh !!! who is it, beautiful !!!" exclaimed Ayu smiled a smile.

"Ra, Ayu !!!" Ica seemed happy to see both.

"Where are you two going ?" tanya Ica is excited.

"Semalem new nyampe Ca, can not disturb the bride-to-be. Ntar scolded," kikik Kara.

"Mah, "looked Ica who was so nervous, her mother rubbed her shoulders gently, channeling such great energy to this youngest child.

"Just stay Galih, the same mamah duty as the father finished being a parent," ka Novi had already embraced her mother from the side and sat down to see Ica who was in makeup.

For a moment they became silent, there was only the sound of polish makeup tools on Ica's face that was occasionally opened and closed by perias.

"Same father, just waiting for the old age of both. Back again just the two of you, after all of you succeed with each other's mama mama together father is free of duty, and wait for time until the owner of life says it's time to go home.." Kara and Ayu rubbed the corner of her watery eyes.

"Don't cry yes neng, "pinta the perias rubbing tissue in the corner of the eye so that the makeup that has just been applied is not damaged. Ica nodded, her hands outstretched clasping her hands.

"Still, "Ica's voice barely even came out so tightly.

"Why do you want to bang ?" Galih chuckles at the anger of Riski who even panicked and not necessarily direction.

"Loe wants to check what chair is the dish ?" again Galih laughed, suddenly given a tonjokan on his shoulder.

"Udah relax aja, aja father from earlier just diem while occasionally chatting with om Riza," Galih patted his brother's shoulder, this, both are 4 years old while Galih with Ica he is 3 years old.

The typical atmosphere of a modern-clad garden party, shades of white flowers with accents of gold and maroon decoration looks good with Balinese weather that makes the soul drift in nirvana so shahdunya. The sacredness and distinctiveness of a marriage still envelop this place.

Jihad was already sitting in the chair made into the center of the place, in the middle with Ica's father and om Braja as his witness.

"The spirit of dude, last month I did too !" Milo patted Jihad on the shoulder with a whimper. All the seats were almost filled, Jihad looked tense, but the man was always able to control his mood.

"Relax mennnn !" kikik Jian, alternating as if giving strength to Jihad.

"Former papah was once wrong at the time of ijab, if you can.kamu don't, " said om Riza laughed.

"Yes pah,"

"Look down, son Ji, Riski used to be dry even, Dante was the same, don't have to look around, just focus on the same father and penghulu."

The host had already started reading out the series of events. He sat in front of the Jihad. After two words from the Jihad papah and the religious leaders were deliberately invited, the event began.

"I marry and marry you Alvian Jihad Kurniawan bin Riza Kurniawan with my biological son Humaira Khairunisa bint Yusuf Haryadi with a golden dowry weighing 29.02 grams, and one unit of car paid in cash."

Ica's father's warm hand grip as if an additional source of energy in the midst of heart rage.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Humaira Khairunisa bint Yusuf Haryadi with the dowry mentioned above, in cash !"

A moment of silence, there was only the nod of the ruler and the witnesses.

"Well, "

The eyes of Jihad sparkle, if not in front of business friends maybe Jihad is already koprol/salto at this time.

Everyone present cupped his hands in front of his face then rubbed, aamiin.

"There I am" replied Galih. It wasn't the mother, or the friends who drove Ica, it was Galih.

Ica was firmly resting on Galih's arm, suddenly her legs were boneless. Galih and Ica walked down the hallway of the hotel which was highlighted by sunlight, even the light until peeking, as if to see the beauty of Ica this morning.

Kebaya version of the dress worn Ica is the design of the famous designer subscription aunt Vivi. Accompanied by the blue song Ica walks, occasionally shrinking her back muscles as the morning breeze greets her back. Until now the doorstep of the hotel where the event is in sight. Kebaya models that divide on the side up to the knee feature Ica-level legs wrapped in smooth high heels without defects. Ica's current appearance was like bewitching everyone present to keep paying attention to her.

Tap..tap....

"Gue very happy, can see loe happy Ca..nemenin adek I until someone took loe in front there, " muttered Galih Iirih staring at his sister, Ica even to squeeze the arm of Galih's suit, he's drowning in. It was almost a melt of tears that fell to the cheek if Galih did not immediately hold it with a tissue.

Aunt Vivi, Ica's mother, ka Novi and Mira's tea have even cried.

"Loe mewek mulu ahh, "alloh Galih chuckled. Ica suddenly petrified beside Jihad, the instant her world seemed to stop at that moment.

The two eyes they met, Jihad looked handsome in the suit he was wearing at the moment, not only was Ica shining this morning, this man grabbed Ica's hand pairing their wedding ring.

"You are beautiful bakwan, " whispered Jihad as the chewy lips kissed the back of his hand, Jihad kissed Ica's forehead as smooth as the old silk. Ica blushed, fortunately her cheeks were indeed in blush polish and not so obvious the difference.

"Si Ica, don't think I'm !" whispered Amel.

"Loe when is Yu ?!" vanya's makeup makes Ayu look clumsy.

A mini-movie plays out in front of everyone, showing the story of the journey of their meeting, starting from High School to sneer at each other, and always be a quarrelsome friend, there is even a video of their quarrel which ends in being hired by Kara and Ayu, their togetherness until they are separated by distance, space and time for 4 years, then back together and propose to him through a kidnapping drama.

"Fix the film asked for the same alumni meeting, "Amel nodded his head in a nod.

If indeed he is a mate, no matter how far a person goes, then he will return to what God has determined his partner. No matter how hard one tries to forget, God will always give way to being together.

Loving can hurt, Loving can hurt sometimes.

But it's only thing that I know

When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes.

It is the only thing that makes us feel alive.

So you can keep me.

Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans.

Holding me close until our eyes meet.

You won't ever be alone, wait for me*to** come home.

(Loving can be painful, loving can sometimes be painful.

But that's the only thing I know.

When things get tough, you know things can get tough.

This is the only thing that makes us feel alive.

Until you can keep me.

In your torn pants pocket.

Hold me tight until our eyes meet.

You'll never be alone, wait for me to come home.)

(Ed Sheeran: Photograph).

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