My Beloved Sister's

Chapter 42

The day I was waiting for finally arrived. Aditya and Milea's wedding will be held in a 5-star hotel ballroom in less than 4 hours. All the families are busy wearing their own dresses and suits, some are starting in makeup. Likewise with Milea, the bride-to-be was already sitting in front of the dressing table, staring straight at the large mirror in front of her.

"Is Miss sick.? Your face looks pale." MUA said when she was about to start applying Milea's face.

Not immediately answering, Milea instead looked at herself in the mirror reflection. He scanned his own face which did look pale. A smile rose on his lips, as if implying something. He then shook his head slowly.

"I'm honestly a little nervous." The answer.

The MUA nodded without thinking. If the client says he's nervous, he can believe it. Some of his clients also experienced similar things when nervous in the moments leading up to the wedding, making his face a little pale.

"I understand. Some prospective brides often experience the same thing." Mua Futur.

"Nervous ahead of the wedding seconds is actually a natural thing, but it can be very disturbing if not in control. Don't get too nervous, just switch to something that makes you feel more relaxed and enjoy."

Milea only smiled faintly in response to the MUA's remark.

Not long after, Aditya went into the make up room. The man looked handsome and handsome in a black tuxedo suit. He approached his future wife. Milea looked up from the mirror and Aditya threw a shady smile, then sat down next to Milea.

His heart has not completely fallen on Milea, but that does not mean Aditya has a mind to play with marriage. For him, marriage will only be done once in a lifetime, in the sense that there is no divorce. Unless separated by death.

Although still half-heartedly loving Milea, but Aditya sure will not regret when the woman he married has a soft heart, mature and very intelligent.

According to him, love will grow as time goes on. Especially if you live under one roof.

Aditya touched Milea's hand.

"Darling.?" Calling her so aware since earlier Milea's eyes looked distant. He also noticed Milea's face was a little pale.

Milea flinched, not knowing what daydreams Aditya had bought. He then threw a smile, yet the look in his eyes seemed unfocused.

"You sick.?" Aditya put the back of his hand on Milea's forehead, afraid that his future wife was sick because her face was a little pale and just silent. But Aditya instead found Milea's forehead a little cooler than her own body temperature, so it's possible that Milea didn't hurt.

"I'm getting nervous." Her speech.

Aditya grabbed Milea's hand to hold. One hand grabbed Milea's cheek for the woman to look at her. Aditya was silent for a while when he looked directly at Milea's eyes. His heart felt uncomfortable looking at those eyes. I don't know what made him feel uncomfortable. It's hard to explain.

"Is there something.? You seem to have a lot of thoughts." Aditya stared intensely.

"Nervous is a natural thing, but why is your reaction like this.?" Indirectly Aditya shows suspicion for Milea's reaction.

Milea again laughs her head, dismissing a little suspicion in Aditya's eyes.

"Nothing nervous. I think I should go to the toilet for a minute." Said pamit. Milea completely moved out of her chair without waiting for a response from Aditya and MUA.

"Let me be with you." Aditya moves in, but Milea prevents him and says she can go alone.

"Be careful, not too long." Aditya said as he slowly released Elijah's hand from his grasp.

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"Well, Brother Milea is missing.!!" The scream from the direction of the make-up room door was enough to make a scene and everyone became shocked.

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*later connect again ⁇

update let's not empty for days 😬 afraid to level.

(mploy this chapter in the middle² jdwal densat😬)