Milky

Part. 135

By Day H, all preparations for the wedding of Ayra and Briant have been completed. Many parties were involved for the continuity of the event, including restaurant employees who deployed Razka for kitchen affairs. The Pratama Group security team has also prepared with their uniforms.

Every night they get instructions from Bima as Briant's replacement. Although it was awkward to work accompanied by the Young Master himself, but as much as possible Akmal still worked professionally.

Bima indeed deserves to head its corporate security team, under his direct orders all members have prepared for the possibility that occurred at the event.

On the other side of the big house, one heart is flowering. The relationship between students and teachers seems to be working. Nasya liked the little attention the man gave her. He also often sends gifts as an encouragement for Nasha in learning.

However, both are public. No one knows about their closeness, not even his three best friends know about it.

The day that awaited two lovebirds to unite their vision and mission in the household heresy arrived. The tension is clearly visible on Briant's face. The sweat often drops from the forehead to the neck.

"Swimming, Son. You don't have to be tense. Didn't you train hard? Mommy is sure, you will be able to deal with your nervousness," said Sasa giving calm to his son.

Briant's blow breaks down the tightness that squeezes the chest cavity because of the tension that hit.

"I'm nervous, Mom. Really nervous," he said slightly shaking.

"You don't have to be nervous, baby. They've all accepted you. Unlike Daddy and Mommy who need to struggle hard to be able to unite," sambar Rendy who stepped slowly into his son's room.

"Daddy?" The man smiled as his gaze collided with Briant's. He approached, patting his son twice on the shoulder before hugging.

"Just like Mommy, Daddy is also sure you'll be able to fight your nerves" he whispered, adding confidence to Briant's heart.

He took off a hug, moved on to Sasa who was smiling to see him. It is still clear in his memory, as he struggles to find the father of his son. Leaving her country only to meet the husband her parents kicked out of the house.

Still vivid in memory, little Briant kept asking her 'Did Mommy meet Daddy?'. Her tears trickled down considering the little child she had brought had grown up and would soon accept responsibility for the lives of others' children.

"Don't cry, Mom! I can't see Mommy crying anymore" she said, wiping tears on Sasa's cheek.

The woman nodded and smiled.

"What are you guys doing? Aren't we going?" cry Lucy with her attractive and cheerful appearance. He is a happy boy.

"We're leaving now, baby," said Sasa, holding Briant out of the room.

Briant embraces Lucy's shoulder and kisses the top of her head.

"Don't tease the Young Master, he already has a future wife," recalled Briant who could be heard clearly by his parents.

Lucy clucked in annoyance. He turned away as two pairs of eyes stared at him sharply.

"You like Young Master? Really true?"

"When did you like it?"

The two mouths took turns flirting with their already blushing daughter.

"But, baby. What your brother said was right. Young Master already has a future wife just still hidden. Do not be disappointed and heartbroken, your soul mate may be on the way," said Sasa rubbing his daughter's sullen head.

"Mommy thinks a soul mate is an item purchased online? It's on its way. There's-there's just," she sibir did not mind smiling too.

While in the bridal room, Ayra was no less nervous. He was accompanied by Nasya who continued to look at himself through a large mirror there.

"Why do you keep seeing Brother? Is this makeup too thick?" ayra asked as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Nasya shook his head.

"Riasan Kak Zia is top. I want to learn from him. Brother is really similar to Mother Aisyah. I'm worried that Dad won't marry another man" Nasya said, hugging Ayra from behind her body.

Blushed that pretty face. His head shook slowly, feeling silly with his sister's statement.

The sound of the door creaking made the two turn their heads. There, Aulia and Sasa walked slowly with a smile.

Had it been you, Mother .. My happiness would have felt more perfect.

Despite being resisted and rejected though, his heart still missed Aisyah's figure. Especially when it's like this. It should be Aisha who accompanies, guides and hands him over to the man who has been a husband for her.

The miss exists and is never treated. His heart never forgot to mention and call his figure who had left. Hopefully he will be able to feel his presence like a child first.

"Darling, you're beautiful, son." Aulia touched Ayra's chin with her index finger. Rubbing the cheek of the girl who in a few minutes will miss her bachelor.

"You must be nervous. Just like your husband-to-be. Do you know, his hands were even soaked in sweat from being too nervous, but he managed to fight it and now he is dealing with a penghulu," Sasa comforted Ayra.

Ayra smiled, her tears welling up at the end of the fertilizer. Arrested so he doesn't fall from there.

The girl was stunned as she saw Razka standing in the doorway. Staring at him with sorrow and a longing look.

"Dad!" call lirih. The two women who understood gave them both time. Aulia even pulled Nasha out of her brother's room.

Razka's steps knocked on her daughter's bedroom floor. Seeing Ayra, remembering her marriage with Aisyah. The girl looked beautiful, just like her late mother. Razka was like seeing Aisyah in her daughter.

"Darling!" Ayra's body in her arms. Tears fell without him noticing.

Aisy, are you here? I see you in our daughter. Do you miss me too, baby?

His heart screamed, as the shadow of Aisyah leaving suddenly flashed back in his mind. Ayra was stunned when Razka's sobs made her body shaken.

"Aisy!" Ayra's tears fell when Razka's voice called her mother's name softly. He could feel a deep longing within the man. To be honest, it's fragile.

"Dad?" Ayra made a sound of Razka from the shadow of Aisyah who came.

He broke down a hug, rubbing both cheeks of the princess with a smile.

"You look a lot like your late mother, baby. Really similar. Why does it feel like I'm not willing to let you go for someone else?" his joke while chuckling to himself.

Ayra rubbed the two cheeks of the man, her lips smiling, her gaze fixed on the bead of the Father.

"Dad misses Mom? I miss him too, Dad. Is Mom among us now? I just wanted Mom to watch me get married today" she said without turning away from Razka's gaze.

The man could not answer, only nodded and hugged his son again. A time will soon begin, in the doorway Bima following.