Mr. Mobster
#Moment Happy
Mr. The mafia 79
Areta stood up abruptly, made all eyes catch her figure, and looked on with a strange look
"I'm done" he said, wiping his own mouth with a napkin available at the dinner table.
Then he left, Areta thought she could not stand the room with her father. Really he did not want to see it, if because it was not the coercion of Kian. Surely he was reluctant to meet the middle-aged man.
"Areta!" A loud voice from Kian's lips, reluctant to he gubris, he still walked away from the room.
"That's it, don't be too forced!" addison said, breaking the momentary silence in the dining room. "I just need time to take my son's heart" he continued.
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Areta who was sitting pensively staring at the workers who were decorating the wedding altar of Mark and Irene, was suddenly startled by the sound of the door buzzing.
Brak ....
Areta immediately turned to the source of the voice, who dared to break down the door of her room until she managed to make herself jump in shock.
"Are you content to embarrass me, Areta?!" spray Kian, get into the room.
Areta who did not know what Kian meant seemed to be staring intently at the man.
"Are you also satisfied to treat your father like that?" hissing again.
Areta increasingly does not understand, why suddenly Kian's temperament changes at this time. Though he used to be so gentle to him, but now—only because of a human named The Rock he again snapped it. But Areta is not her name if she is afraid of bluffing from the mafia. She stood up puffing her chest as if she was going to challenge her husband's fight.
"What do you mean?!"
"Why are you acting like a man doesn't know the rules?!" spray Kian again.
"Don't know the rules?" Hearing Kian's words, Areta made him distrustful, just because The Rock he was hostile to himself, his wife who he said he loved so much.
"Yes!"
"Do you want to use me?" The probing gaze from Areta made Kian pause for a moment.
"Where is possible!"
"Maybe! All of a sudden you're nice to me, you cancel our marriage contract, and you're suddenly good with your arch-enemy, it makes me suspicious!"
"I have no such intention."
"Omong empty!"
Kian walked closer, about to embrace his wife's body, but quickly Areta brushed aside with rough hands Kian.
"Don't touch me!" peekkik Areta, then walked away leaving Kian who looked fixated staring at the woman's nanar.
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Three days had passed since the quarrel of Kian and Areta back then. The two of them did not even sleep in the same room. When Kian wanted to get close to his wife, like having a fortress, two meters away when Kian was about to approach, Areta seemed to be able to smell his arrival, then she dodged the man. It even makes you bite your finger for it.
Irene looked beautiful with an all-white wedding dress that made her so graceful. To make Areta imagine her marriage to Kian who took her on the precipice of nestapa. Whereas in the past he only wanted a simple and beautiful marriage, but his desire was dashed when he met a mobster named Kian Egan.
She accompanied Irene who was still preparing in the room with a few professional makeup artists. Suddenly someone entered, Areta could easily get to know who it was. She is Addison who acts as a companion of the bride. That made Areta even more envious, when she married even she did not have a companion at that time. He walked alone on the Altar of marriage.
"How are you, son?" addison asked who was standing not far from where Areta was sitting.
With an awkward smile, Areta replied, "Good." He only spoke briefly.
"Thank God, it seems like Kian is taking good care of you."
Areta nodded slowly, refusing to answer him again.
Only silence existed between them, leaving behind an unpleasant atmosphere. Irene was finally ready to head to the Altar of marriage. With the menjutai dress tailing on the floor makes everything in the room amazed by her beauty.
"Are you really healthy?" Suddenly Areta asks a question beyond Addison's mind, which makes her overwhelmed.
"Yes .. as you can see" he replied with tears almost dripping.
Irene walked slowly to approach Adisson. Then he embraced the middle-aged man's wrist, in lieu of his father.
Areta smiled at Irene. "Congratulations, may you be happy, Irene."
Irene nodded then walked with her hands coiled around Areta's father's wrist.
Areta can only follow behind watching the beautiful moment Irene will feel with Mark. Being king and queen in a day, it really makes Areta also want to shed tears, considering her meeting with Irene who always wanted to make her wretched.
Until reaching the wedding altar, Areta was looking after sitting in a row of guest chairs that were provided various dishes with tables and chairs circular accompanied by the sunlight that was not so hot.
Mark who watched Irene from a distance looked happy so that his tears did not come out, and made everyone cluck and whisper to each other. How can a Mark who incidentally is a living robot, can even be counted with fingers when he smiled in his life, and now he shed tears for the woman he loved.
All of course also touched to see the happy moment, not even a few mafia in the party was also almost shed tears. What a moment that saps feelings.
Kian who was staring at Areta from a distance could only be silent, seeing the wife also felt the cry of her day break. He wanted to hug her, but a misunderstanding between them made him reluctant to do so.
Honestly, he also wants to create a moment of remarriage with Areta someday, and also their second reception.
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May Irene and Mark share ya gaes~
Why use an altar? Why not ijab khabul? So all my novels do not list what religion the actors profess.
Because I consider this a modern romantic novel not a religious novel.
So hopefully this can answer if anyone wants to ask about what wedding customs they wear.
Thanks,
New Wu.
