MY SUNFLOWER

Rafandra's Wedding

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Three days later...

A historic day for Rafa and Karina arrives. Tristan and Stela were ready with their plenary performances to attend the wedding reception.

"Beautiful" whispered Tristan.

"You're good-looking, too" he replied.

"If Ala?" Suddenly Ara who was in the middle of them made a sound. The little girl looked amazing in the flower dress she wore.

Tristan and Stela crouched down, equating their height with the little one.

"You look so funny Baby" said the two together.

"Damor..." Ara giggled to show off her neat little teeth. "If Ala's funny, Mommy and Daddy kiss Ala dong!"

Cup

The two chubby cheeks were frowned upon by Tristan and Stela in each of them. Tristan left and Stela right. Now the boy laughed.

"Let's go." Tristan held Ara with one hand, while the other held the lover.

.......

Ballroom of a famous hotel in Indonesia has been transformed in such a way. The room is dominated by white-gold colors, flowers and foliage into decorators that add to the beautiful atmosphere.

The Tristan-Stela couple and Ara have taken place at one of the tables in the party room. Their arrival was greeted by Gara and Jovanka who were standing at the entrance to welcome the guests present.

Stela circulated the view to all corners of the room. He likes the decoration. Simple, beautiful and pleasing to the eye. If he were to marry later, he would want something like this.

A few minutes later, the room was filled with guests. MC starts to open his voice. The party begins with a word from both sides of the family holding a party. One of them is from a middle-aged man known to Stela, he is Narendra—his father Rafandra.

Finished the greeting, happy couple—Rafandra and Karina came out to show themselves. They sit on the throne that has been provided. Karina looks beautiful with a beautiful dress wrapped in a body and a golden crown that rests on her head. The dressings are simple, but impressed with grace and elegance. Rafa also looks dashing with after a black tuxedo and bow tie.

"They're very compatible" praised Stela.

"Later we will be more than that" Tristan said beside him. It seems that this man does not want to lose to Rafandra.

Stela smiled, she hugged her lover's arm. "Hopefully," interiorly.

.......

All guests are now enjoying the dishes. Some of them also seemed to gather on the beach there to congratulate and also take pictures with the bride and groom.

Ara whined to ask Stela for a sweet treat, the boy accidentally ate a slightly spicy dish, and it still lingered on his little tongue.

"Wait a minute, mommy get it." Stela stopped her meal and then stood up, she walked towards the buffet table. His intention was to take some dessert for Ara.

After picking some and putting it on a plate, Stela immediately turned around about to return to the table where Tristan and Ara were waiting. However, something blocked his path to make him lose his balance. The stela could have been blown to a hard floor if there was no one to hold it.

"I'm sorry." Stela straightened her body and saw that the clothes of someone who had helped her had become dirty because the cakes Stela carried were scattered on the clothes of the person.

"It's okay, are you okay?" ask the man who helped her.

"Yes, thank you." Stela looked at the man who had helped her. Handsome man with Man Bun hairstyle as well as beautiful brown eyes.

"Next time be careful!"

The arrogant woman who was smiling cynically towards him.

"Oh. so it's him who has purposely grabbed me by the foot" Stela thought. It was indeed cunning that woman, revenge in such a cheap way. Fortunately, there was a kind man who helped her.

"Honey.. are you okay?" Tristan came to him. From a distance, the man saw Stela almost falling and someone helping her, anxious that she ran straight to where her lover was.

"I'm fine" Stela replied.

Tristan's gaze then turned on the woman in front of them. "Vania," heed. It must be this woman who made her lover almost hurt. God fucking.

Tristan was about to approach and ambush Vania, but Stela prevented him. He didn't want to have a scene at this party.

"Let's just go," Stela asked as she pulled Tristan's hand away.

Vania in her place could only look grudgingly at those two slowly moving backs.

"Are you not ashamed of doing this just now, hm?" Evan who had been standing beside Vania, for some time, let out his voice. At the time of the incident, he was standing not far from there and he also saw clearly if Vania deliberately grabbed the blonde girl's leg.

Vania glared, she was upset why Evan had to help her hated enemy. He should have let Stela fall and become the laughingstock of the guests, but due to the pretentious nature of the hero man next to her, the pleasure he was waiting for failed to occur.

"Just destroy your wife and never interfere in my affairs again!" then he got up and left Evan.

Evan can only look sadly at the figure of the idol who now he can no longer recognize his nature. Changed totally. Evan misses the old Vania. Really am.

"Just calm down, after this child is born. We're gonna split up. You can go back to the sister you love."

Evan turned his head and found Clara standing on her side. The woman with the distended stomach seemed to smile, more precisely a trivial smile.

"Ck. that kind of bad woman you love, yeah. Blind eyes?" tease Clara. She does not know her husband's love story. He knows, he knows everything, even if he doesn't care. Evan is her husband, but a husband she never loved.

"Clar!" snapped Evan. He was willing to be humiliated as long as not the woman he loved.

"What?" challenge that woman. "You angry? Please!"

Evan was silent, Clara knew she would not be able to get angry. In front of that woman he could only be a loser. It was all because of his helplessness that was only a pawn for his wife.

.......

Vania looked at the hotel building where the wedding was held. He's out of there. Were it not for his authoritarian father's orders, he would have been reluctant to come here. Fortunately, the old man was busy talking to his business partner so that Vania could escape.

"Damn it," he hissed.

"Who are you talking to, Baby?"

Deg

Vania turned to the origin of the voice. Her eyes widened. "You!"

"I miss your caress, Baby." grinned the man in his 50s.

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