Naughty Sugar's
[12] Wedding Day
ELENA POV
A twang of a spoon collides with expensive plates in this enormous room. I started to get very tired because I had to greet many people and of course the interviews were endless. Although Max said Aaron and Rain had limited it, but still very much. Moreover, I have to pretend to be happy in this marriage. Tell them that Max and I love each other.
“Sugar, what's up?” Max whispered something in my ear.
His hands did not slip off my waist as if he was keeping me from escaping from this non-cheap marriage. Dresses, souvenirs, invitations even rent a place that he said was phenomenal at a fantastic price he could do easily. There is no need to think about what tomorrow will be and the effect of this sacred covenant will be for a lifetime.
“I told you to always take vitamins. Are you tired?” his voice sounded dislikeful and I was only able to sigh.
“If I'm tired, will you stop this reception? You're still gonna roll it out till night, right?!” I whispered alternately and I could feel Max's hand loosening.
Then he suddenly lifted my body bridal style made all the reporters run up to us and take some photos that are certainly interesting to be spread to the media.
I was only able to hide my face in his chest and when the reporters asked, I slightly glanced towards Max who was smiling widely. “It looks like it can't be too long, because my wife's condition just happens to be not fit. We were forced not to make it to night but the show will certainly keep going because there are singers like Valley, Hana, Frans, and some others that I invited to the event today. You can also enjoy the food we have prepared. Today we are very happy to share happiness, see you!”
Those words closed off Max's explanation and some of the bodyguards provided a defense for us from the reporters who still wanted to ask. I quietly sighed and started to feel a bit sad again.
“We're going to the hotel,” obviously Max once we get in the car. “For you, Sugar,” Max said giving me a large bouquet of roses while closing the car door by his side.
I looked out the windshield, Andrew drove the car fast and I realized there were some people who looked new, including friends I knew well. Too bad, not what Max said in front of the media. I just can't share my happiness because I'm not happy with this marriage. I'm getting depressed about the life that people say should be a new life. I did not feel reborn, but rather cursed at having to live with a man I did not love.
“El,” I suddenly felt Max's hand clutching mine. “Can't you just look at me for longer today? We've been together all day, but even if you never really looked at me. You keep throwing your gaze elsewhere and forcing yourself to keep smiling.”
“Isn't that what you want?”
“Invite? What do you mean?”
“Dad pretended to smile, pretended and continued to follow the game,” obviously me and Max just sighed in length. Smacked the back of my hand once, and did not take it off at all along the way.
Silent. I'm thinking about how Irene is doing now. Is she and the baby okay? Has Brother Irene met the man?
“El, there is actually one private TV that invites us to create after-married activity programs for 5 months. I'm not sure you want to. So I turned it down even though the profit was huge for us.”
“It is estimated that about 4 billion oru can be more.” (think of this overseas geys count, not Indonesia)
“What?” I turned my head towards him.
A few days ago, I remember he just wanted a boy as his successor. I agreed to that on the condition that I would still be able to meet and occasionally take care of my son. Finally, the initial agreement that I should have been married for 8 years changed. I've been wondering, if I can't get a boy in the first year of our marriage, then it could be on another occasion on the condition that I don't want to always stay at home with him. I don't care if she comes back with Natt or another woman. Obviously I married her from the beginning just wanted to pay off the debt.
Now hearing 4 billion dollars feels like my spirit is burning. After I finished this deal, I did have plans to have my own boutique. I'd love to help Irene build her business again, but I don't know where to go before, but hearing what Max has to offer is tempting.
Max shrugged his shoulders and hands at the same time. “Why? Don't you hate me? You don't want to marry me and you don't like doing things with me. You know that after-married activities will show romantic things after marriage. You can't even be mad at me because there will definitely be ugly feedback you receive.”
Hearing that was obvious I was very emotional. What did he say? The ugly feedback I received? Then what about him? Is that ugly thing only I accept? It feels unfair, right?
“You will surely be ridiculed for not being grateful to have a handsome, wealthy and kind husband like me. Especially if you're talking about divorce, what do you think other people think of you?”
I was silent for a moment. It's a bitch to talk to him. There's no fun because in the end he'll just hurt me. Did he think, marrying such a handsome and rich man was enough? The kind heart was just from his glasses alone, while in my eyes, he was not far from the demon that sucked human blood.
“I'll be acting well. You need to get back to the TV station that offered the program. Oh yes, and one more thing, today I want to meet with Sister Irene. You said you didn't invite her out of fear she would ruin our show, right? Now I want to go home. No problem, even if it's just for a little while. I just want to meet my sister.”
“Andrew, you can drop it in the lobby. You and Jon take Elena to her house. I want her back safely,” her orders are Andrew and I take a quick glance at her.
“Jon?” I just heard that name the first time.
“He will take care of you wherever you go. Jon is the son of Tina and Andrew's older brother. They're one family,” obviously Max makes me nod slowly.
I feel like Max is more concerned with me. This time he tightened his guard on me. Maybe because the last few days I couldn't hide my trauma from the poison of that time. Even when I met Max's family back. My hands are shaking violently. I don't know who really wanted to kill me yesterday, but Max calmed me down.
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Whether... whether...wkwkwwk. Awaiting continuation!! Don't forget the likes and comments huhuhuhu
