My soul mate my best friend

My soul mate my best friend
Byan and Putri



"Oh my goodness, always like this." cried the Princess.


"What the hell, early in the morning was screaming." replied Byan.


"What the hell, look at this, this, and this, why are you making this here? I told you to just make it inside." shouted the Princess while pointing at the neck and chest area which is now a lot of red tattoos.


"Sorry Yang, not intentionally" said Byan with a smile.


"Ngga deliberately, the reason you are" said the Princess with her annoyed face.


"Excuse me." said someone while knocking on his door.


"Yes for a moment." teria Princess then approached and opened the door of her room.


"Luckily anyone wants to enter, try if not, the more persistent tuh." muttered Byan bathin with a smile, he felt saved by the person who again hit the door of his room.


"Sir Dhea, please enter brother." said the Princess.


"Dhea whose gaze went straight to the neck of the Princess could only smile.


"I'm sorry I've interfered, then continue, later I come back again" said Dhea who thought that the Princess again had sex with her husband.


Dhea came at the request of the Princess and her family, the Princess family entrusted the matter of makeup to Dhea, because they had seen the results at the time of Farel's wedding.


Yes, today is the day where the wedding reception will be held between Byan and Putri.


"Come on, come on in, brother alone?" ask Princess.


"It's usually the same with the senior twins, but they're using Fani and the others" Dhea replied.


"Oh yes, yes we can also start now brother." said the Princess.


"Sorry, I've been sassy to enter and disrupt the routine of the two of you" said Dhea.


"No matter what, yes, if that's how I went to his room, brother Farel, dear." said Byan who did not want to disturb his wife.


"Yes." replied the Princess with her annoyed face.


"Cock his face like it's upset again so? it must be a happy day." said Dhea after seeing Byan out of her room.


"Where not upset try mbak, look at this, this, and this" said the Princess while pointing to the area of her neck and chest.


"Look back, cover up the same make up" replied Dhea with a smile.


"Can you really?" ask Princess.


"Maybe, give it all the same" replied Dhea.


"Thank God if you can cover it, earlier I was confused you mbak, to receive guests in this state" said the Princess.


"It turns out your husband is an expert in making tattoos" said Dhea while applying makeup Princess.


"Not an expert mbak, but doyan kayaknya." said the Princess.


"All men are the same." answered Dhea with a smile, considering she was often tattooed by her husband Glen.


"Definitely remember the same husband huh? Her lips smiled like that." said the Princess.


"You are" said Dhea.


"Sir, are you done yet?" ask Fani who looks beautiful.


"So soon." answered Dhea.


"So pretty" said the princess.


"You're also pretty deck."


"Sir, we're done" said Nura and Nuri who just entered the Princess' room.


"Yes, you are sitting there" said Dhea while pointing towards the sofa in the Princess' room.


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"You malin look shining dear." said Byan as he looked at his wife's daughter.


"You're also very handsome." The princess praised her husband.


"Where are your necks and chests clean, which tattoo I made last night?" ask Byan.


"Dumpetin same mbak Dhea, if not I will not sit here with you mas." replied the Princess.


"Yes sorry I Yang, besides you always make me passionate Yang" said Byan with a perverted smile.


"Have not discussed it, then if suddenly how do you want?" ask Princess.


"Yes just go in Yang's room, done." replied Byan casually.


"You are mas, have been silent do not talk about it anymore" said the Princess then they both focused on guests who congratulated them both.


The more noon the guests had begun to arrive, from the friends, relatives and clients of the two brides filled the party room.


Byan's family was already present, Dira looked very beautiful with her appearance looking towards the entrance.


"Who are you waiting for?" ask Fani.


"Ekh Mbak Fani, this is again waiting for Nathan's brother." replied Dira.


"Like this out you guys are getting married" said Fani.


"Ngga knows mbak, but it is the desire of Nathan brother in the near future is married, but why do I feel afraid yes mbak." said Dira.


"What's that afraid of?" ask Fani.


"So come on, I'm afraid it won't go the way we want it to."


"Look, there is nothing to be afraid of in this life, you just live it with gratitude and enjoy it with full of happiness, especially if you are comfortable with Nathan, so, what are you waiting for" said Fani.


"But the truth is I want to finish college first" said Dira.


"Just walk along the flow, mbak sure you can manage the time, you see mbak, mbak undergo it while working in the hospital, mbak, even in the near future, you do not want to continue college again" said Fani.


"So you want to go to college again?" ask Dira.


"Yes, but have not said the same brother Farel, later on the right time to say it, if the wrong time can-can be there brother Farel will not allow" said Fani.


"Allows what?" ask Farel who is behind Fani.


"That's it, Dira ngajak I play to his house, I will have to get permission from you first." said Fani while winking one eye to Dira.


"Yes if you want to play at Dira's house just play, but when you are on the verge" said Farel.


"Yes" replied Fani.


"Yes, we have been there first, Dir." said Farel.


"Yes my brother." replied Dira with a smile.


"Honey, sorry I'm late" said Nathan, who had just walked into the party room with his family.


Dira immediately turned his body to look at Nathan and his family who had just arrived.


"Neverything, om, aunt, how are you?" said Dira then kissed the palms of Fencing and Ara.


"Good thanks, where are your parents, son?" ask Fencing.


"That's it over there." replied the Princess as she pointed towards Raka and Ayu who were gathering one table with her relatives.


"Alright, then om and aunt there first." said Fencing.


"Yes, auntie, please." replied Dira.