My Possessive Boyfriend

Marriage part 1

Fika POVs

After a long wait, the day came when someone would take me as his wife. The iceberg eventually melted and warmed.

Wedding and small parties will be held in the hall of my outdoor cafe with the theme of garden parties. Just a small party or consider it a thanksgiving.

All my family, relatives and friends have been gathered at the event since 1 hour before the contract began.

Towards 45 minutes before the agreement, mas Radit and his family came and immediately welcomed by my extended family.

At that time I was just finished in makeup, I wore a modern white kebaya set that dangled onto the floor with a floral pattern with a sequin that was not too flashy.

This shirt is a gift from Sarah's mother who he specifically ordered from one of the famous designers in the capital. With the makeup for the East Java custom bride, I barely recognized myself.

Everyone who saw me after I finished in make over was really amazed and praised me who looked beautiful and different.

Worth it, again mama Sarah who will soon become my father-in-law was deliberately sending a professional MUA who is certainly accustomed to use her services by the people of the upper class.

In my work space that has been conjured into a make up space now, I can only wait in nervousness that every second feels like I am going to war.

More nervous than the feeling when the thesis session faced the lecturers who are very difficult to be satisfied by our hard work.

The sound of knocking on the door woke me from the daydream that had gone out of nowhere to take me where. Then the door opened bringing my two friends inside.

"Arrgghh, Fikaa I still do not believe you will marry today anyway." said Nayla jokingly as she led her son to me.

"Dad Fik, you are so beautiful today. Congratulations, you finally managed to melt the stiff iceberg" said Alana, who made us all laugh.

"Wow, the iceberg? I think there's an interesting romance here" Nayla teased me.

"What the hell is Nay? I don't know what my story is like with Radit ?" say me.

"I know it when you're here, when you work together, I don't know. That's what I'm trying to do again." he said.

"Yes, yeah, I'm really neat, right?" I ask again to make sure.

"Cieee, who wants to be the bride of that bunch, huh?" dafa suddenly approached me.

I don't know since when he was there, the three of us didn't realize it. He came up to me and gave me a small piece of paper.

"Nih, from the future husband." said Dafa.

I took the paper and smiled when I opened it.

*I want to see my beautiful bride. Take pictures with your friends, let me see it through them. Smile as good as you can, don't be too nervous. Everything will go well.

We will meet soon.

I Love you*, I love you*,

"Let's be more romantic dear dong." obviously Dafa whispered in Alana's ear making her nod in understanding.

"What the hell is Fik, the contents of the letter? I'm a kepo too." asked Nayla curiously.

"Em, Radit asked us to take a photo together." I explained with a smile.

"Yaelahhhhh not asked also we will definitely be a photo right?" said Nayla rolled her eyes panted.

"Tau nih Radit tuh romantic gap really gini day still send letters-suratan." said Alana.

"Udah, don't argue. I photographed you three now come on." said Dafa who immediately agreed to everything.

I stood between Nayla and Alana's mother holding their children. For a moment my heart began to feel happy in this moment.

"Maybe I've started to love you? I don't know what it's called, but today I really feel happy and lucky to be loved by a man like you." My inner self

After taking pictures they all came out of the room and now I'm just accompanied by Icha and Hana.

Because the event will soon start mas Dafa, mbak Alana, and Nayla pampit out to watch the agreement that will be carried out in the backyard of the cafe.

My heart rate was boosted when Hana made a video call with Devan. He deliberately asked Devan for help to show how things are outside.

As usual, Radit looked calm even though I could catch a bit of nervousness on his face. But he could hide it well in front of everyone.

And finally the waiting moment arrived, when the event began. Radit's been sitting opposite my father and also the penghulu sir.

While on both sides there are marriage witnesses who are none other than my uncle and also Radit. All invited guests are none other than the family no more than 100 people.

Although not as crowded as a party at his age, but the atmosphere of solemn and sacred really felt here. Before long, my mother came to pick me up.

He looked so happy, before coming out of my mother's room holding me many times while giving thanks and his happiness. Finally the marriage I dreamed of is about to happen.

"Honey, you look so beautiful that your mother can't recognize you" she said.

"Mother is so grateful that you can marry a man as good as Radit. Honey, I really hope you can love and respect Radit the way he loves and respects you."

"Be a good and devoted wife to your husband, more than you do to your mother and father. Remember son, once you're legitimately Radit's wife then it's also her that you have to put numbers together more than anyone."

"Blessed dear, mother and father will always pray for your life that will only be filled with happiness." mother's advice made me really shed with the swift tears that flowed without my being able to bear.

"Dear, don't cry. It's your happy day, it will fade your make up." said the mother while wiping my tears.

I could only shed all my feelings by hugging her. Not to forget, I thank you for your mother and father for raising me so well all this time.

"Fika dear mother." said I'm still in her arms.

"Mom loves you very much, baby. No, don't cry anymore. This is a happy day, smile and be happy." he said as he tidied me up and asked me to come out soon because the event will start soon.