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Remarried with Mr. Presidents

It seems that some people are busy arranging decorations, tidying up the stage and the servants are fully dressed, busy running around here and there. On the long table arranged Wedding cake, some food, chairs neatly arranged and, all the party knickknacks have been finished in pairs.

Elsewhere. In the room nuanced party anyway, stood a man who was facing the mirror. A tall man with a suit and shirt, and a matching color of white. He took a deep breath and spoke to the mirror in front of him with a strained face.

'The cave must be able to, this is one step ahead of the eye, ' Prima's inner self with a sharp look in the eye.

His right hand, patting his chest while calming down. Several times he took a sip of water, in the bottle on the side table. Until someone knocked on the door of the room.

Geck...Geck...Tok

The door opened, and someone entered the room. In a neat suit in black la waitresses in an elite restaurant. He bowed in greeting his morning congratulations and began to speak seriously.

“Master, everyone is waiting for you,” said the waiter.

“Oh ... Yes,” suhut Prima.

The man in the wedding dress, reached into his pants pocket. The phone he got from there. His fingers started typing something on his phone. Then, there was the sound of a connecting tone from the phone.

Tuutts...Tuutts...

The umpteenth time he tried to contact someone. But there was no answer, which was awaited from inside his phone. The man kept trying dozens of times. But still, there was no answer from his phone even once.

He got out of the room, and hurried out of the room. Then his footsteps began to he as quickly. And there came in such a large garden. There are wedding decorations, altars and also seen the invited guests who have been present and sit in neatly arranged chairs.

With a quick step, the Man's long legs led to the two people sitting near the altar. He whispered something to them, then the two men looked at him and looked so surprised. It was very clear from the look on their faces.

The groom said that he could not contact his bride. Last night, he was still in contact with her. But this morning, he said to look for his family's necklace. To be worn on the day of her wedding.

“I don't know what to do? I've contacted him several times and the driver went to pick him up,” nervous Prima.

“You have to be patient, maybe he is still preparing for his appearance or maybe, he is on his way here. Let's wait,” said the father calmed.

They also sat down to wait for the bride to arrive. With a worried face, Prima still could not wait quietly. He walked back and forth while occasionally looking at his phone.

Until an hour passed, there was still no sign of the bride's arrival. Prima contacted the driver who was going to pick up her lover. But the driver said that there was no one there.

The driver asked the neighbors there. Where did the Arksen family go? One of his neighbors said that, indeed, a week ago the house had been abandoned by its owner. And the neighbor also, did not know where the occupants of the house went. Because it's so sudden.

The Arksen family is known to be very friendly, and he always helps people who need it. But one night at exactly twelve o'clock in the evening, there was a noise from the house like falling goods.

And in the morning, there was no Mr. Arksen or his other family. No one else could see anyone coming out of the house. Maybe since that night they went and brought all their stuff.

After the call was closed. Prima's face was pale. He sat down in despair. His parents asked him what happened, but Prima just shook her head. Then, he tried to call Eugine's number back.

Not feel the time goes fast, the clear sky replaced with the arrival of twilight. The guests and relatives finally, one by one went from there. Prima and her parents apologized to the people who had been present at the time.

After everyone left, Prima walked away from the place. To calm himself. All the feelings mixed in his heart, especially his disappointment which was so very painful. Where on this wedding day, it should be a happy day.

He kept staring blankly in front. Until his footsteps arrived at the beach. He woke up when he saw a wedding party there. Because the decoration and altar and seating are still neatly arranged.

The location of the building he rented for his wedding was very close to the beach. From a distance he saw the back of a woman, with a white wedding dress and a bouquet of flowers that he held in his hand.

However, the woman sat on the sand barefoot. There was a sound of crying from that man. It was so painful and so heartbreaking. From his appearance, he had already gone through many things that made him so pitiful.

Looks dirty white dress, her hairstyle has been disheveled and her makeup faded due to tears. Until, the woman stood up and threw everything in front of her. He ruined the order of the decorations, the altar and everything that was there.

The woman sat back down and walked away from the place. The curious Prima followed him from behind. The woman walked barefoot, but from now on she was holding heels in her right hand.

As the day gets darker, people won't know how ruined the woman looks. The woman was sitting on the street bench. A few moments he walked back. Until he came to a bar.

Prima, who had been following him since, kept watching the woman. He sipped an alcoholic drink, sipped for sips. Suddenly, a man approached her. The man hugged her and embraced the woman's waist earlier.

However, the woman brushed off the hands of the man who approached her. Seeing that, Prima, rushed towards the bar table where the woman was sitting. Prima said that she was the bride because it was clear that she and the woman were wearing wedding clothes.

Prima was all her might to coax him out of there. However, the woman was already so drunk that even to walk her stride was shaken. Prima embraces her waist, to help her walk.

They got out of the bar and walked towards the building. Because it went through that building over the beach. Suddenly the woman looked at him sharply while occasionally rubbing her eyes.

“You, ah ... You finally came for me? Come ... Let's do this wedding ok?” said the woman who is still half-conscious because of the influence of alcohol.

“A-me? I'm not the man you're looking for! Where are you staying?” prima Sahut.

“Do you not want to marry me?” yelled the woman who then sat down and cried.

Everyone who was there, stared intently at Prima. And all of a sudden, one of the men yelled at him, with an annoyed and angry face.

“Hey you! Are you really a man?”

“If so, why don't you want to marry her? You've even worn wedding clothes!” said the man who was standing next to the bride, loudly to her.

Prima was silent and confused by her situation. Because obviously, he really did not know who the woman was, even he had just met her today. How could he suddenly marry a woman, whom he did not even know about?

The woman's cry grew louder. Prima is confused because he really doesn't know what to divide? Until everyone who was looking at him shouted and asked him to marry the woman now.

'Gosh? What's wrong cave? What is this cave? Cc ... He was drunk again and would not be conscious tonight, ' Prima thought.

Prima nervously reached into her pants pocket and pulled out a ring box from there. He opened and promised a life-long marriage, in front of everyone who was there. Then he put the ring into the ring finger, the woman in front of him.

And sure enough, his crying stopped. The woman's face turned happy. He said that he also said the wedding vows, living his life with words that are still unclear because he was drunk .

Then, the woman embraces her mark on Prima's neck, to kiss her their official sign of marriage. However, Prima hesitates to kiss her, but everyone looks at her. And calling to kiss the woman.

Kiss...Kiss...Kissed

The loud voices of the people around her, made the woman so aggressive towards her. With a doubt Prima finally, landed her lips on the woman's lips.

Cup...

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in this world sometimes there are things that we are forced to do, even though we know that later it will be bad for ourselves - Prima Altezza.

To be continue...

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