Not Ordinary Love

Wedding Dress Fittings

It has been a week since the photos of Ethan and Zoya entering the hotel room were scattered in various media, and today Zoya is enjoying a snack in the main room of the apartment with a messy appearance.

This one week he was busy with all the filming activities including filling out some gossip shows with Ethan. Today is his holiday because he has to do the fitting of the wedding dress.

Zoya still doesn't believe this. He felt that his life was really over. Until this moment also the lover still can not be contacted, making Zoya increasingly frustrated.

"Not ready?" asked Selin who appeared from the direction of the room that often occupied, it looks like the woman was dressed neatly and then sat next to Zoya.

"Zoy, your weight will not go up after the wedding!" Take the snack jar from Zoya's lap. The woman put on a hearty look, but Selin tried to ignore it.

"Don't let me know about marriage, ma'am." Stole the couch cushion and then lay his head there.

"I didn't dream, did I?" Zoya still refuses to believe it.

"This is the truth, Zoya. You can't run anywhere!"

"Mending now you're ready, soon Mr. Randy will come pick you up for a wedding dress fittings!"

"Sir Randy?" zoya asked as she took her seat, Selin turned to her in astonishment. "What's wrong?" Selin asked back because he did not know the meaning of Zoya's expression.

"I'm married to Ethan, why should the Scretary pick me up?"

"You know your husband-to-be is busy." Selin pressed the word prospective husband. Making Zoya close her eyes while biting her lower lip, she knows that Ethan is always busy. Even when several times attended several events with him, the man never separated from the iPad screen that contains the progress of his work.

Zoya hates to remember it, especially the incident one week ago in the man's courtyard when Zoya filed for the terms after the dinner.

"Whatever, I don't want a third condition!" Ethan insists on opposing it. Zoya was frustrated, flushing her hair back with a feeling of unease.

"But I don't want to admit it!"

"You'll be my wife!"

"But I married Mr. Ethan because I had to. It's not that Mr. Ethan said he was forced to have this wedding." Zoya fiery. Ethan looked relaxed as usual.

"I was forced to, but I meant it before God as the one who will be the priest of your life."

"I know marriage is not for play. So why don't we just try to accept each other?" Ethan said seriously, Zoya can read the man's eyes.

"I told you I have a boyfriend."

"I don't care. He's just a girlfriend, and I'll be your husband!"

Zoya rattled her hair while shaking her head. Refusing to remember it even without him wanting those memories to always revolve in his head.

Selin who saw it clucked. "Prepare now, Mr. Randy is coming soon."

Zoya got up lazily. Walking towards her room, Selin stared at Zoya's departure and shook her head. Then clean up a messy sofa with a lot of snack crumbs.

He knows, if Zoya is currently experiencing difficult things since the scandal between her and Ethan is widespread.

In less than half an hour, Randy arrives at Zoya's apartment. Invite the woman to do the fitting of the wedding dress. Along the way the two people in the car were silent, much to Zoya's mind while Randy focused on driving.

Once they arrive at a boutique that Ethan entrusts to take care of their wedding clothes , Zoya goes down as soon as Randy opens the door and makes sure there aren't too many people who can make a fuss when they find out Zoya Hardiswara is there.

"Your boss really won't come?" zoya asked before stepping inside at the glass door in front of her.

"She said she was busy, it didn't seem like she was coming. Should I go inside?"

"No, I'll go there myself."

"Be careful!" Randy waved his hand, Zoya turned her head and carved a thin smile, then walked in with a slightly swift step.

"It's as if I'm the only one getting married!" Zoya grumbles as soon as she steps inside the boutique, a few mannequins neatly arranged in a wedding dress that looks pretty there.

Zoya steps on one of the models that caught her attention, her hand touching the bone-white dress with a glittering-looking swarovski. His smile was engraved, imagining his marriage was a normal marriage. That happens because the base loves each other, not forced for something.

"Sir Zoya Hardiswara?" a woman in her forty years approaches Zoya with several women following her.

Zoya nodded and smiled. "Good day, and welcome."

"Sir Ethan has contacted me if Zoya's brother will arrive soon,"

"These are some of the dresses that Ethan chose directly two days ago." Designate three models with a dress design that looks different from the others. Including the dress that had attracted the attention of Zoya.

"Sir Ethan said to have Zoya's sister choose which dress she likes" she said, letting Zoya see one of the three dresses.

"The first is a Ball Gawn type dress," one of Lily's assistants shifts the model in question, a dress that has a skirt that looks blooming and beautiful.

Zoya smiled looking at her, it seemed like her hips and thighs were not too big to wear the dress.

"But Mr. Ethan doesn't like it because the back is too open." Zoya turned to Lily who was talking.

"But it's up to Zoya" he added quickly.

"Because according to Mr. Ethan, Ms. Zoya likes to ..., look sexy, maybe Ms. Zoya will like it." Lily doesn't look good at saying it. But he heard it directly from Ethan two days ago, and he was also a little surprised whether Ethan said it consciously or not.

Zoya grimaced, cursing at Ethan who had said such a thing.

"How's Zoya's mother?" Lily asked after letting Zoya pause long enough to think.

Zoya's hand pointed at the dress that had already made her fall in love. Lily looked smiling and stepped herself closer to the model that Zoya pointed at.

"It turns out that Zoya's taste with Mr. Ethan is the same. Ethan likes this dress too."

Lily smiled cheerfully, in contrast to Zoya who grimaced. But to be flanked, he can not lie if he is in love with the dress.

"Let's come with me." Lily is holding Zoya towards the curtains of the room fitting. Two assistants brought the dress. Zoya only obeys the designer's instructions.

Ethan lets her come and be alone there as if only Zoya is getting married.

While outside the boutique, Randy who was originally sitting relaxed in a rest area while playing mobile phone got up once a car stopped in the back of his car.

"You here?" ask her when the driver of the car came out with a neat stelan.

"Zoya is inside?" he asked without answering what Randy had asked. The man's question did not need an answer.

"Yes." Yeah."

Ethan steps in after hearing Randy's answer, Randy just stares until the man disappears behind a glass door. Afterwards shaking his head. Ethan goes inside, along with the curtains that open and show Zoya there already wearing her wedding dress.

While Zoya who was originally staring at the dress attached to her body raised her gaze, her eyes with Ethan's eyes met. Both can only grow without making a sound.

Lily, who saw Ethan's arrival, approached the man. "Holla Mr Ethan, are you here too?"

Ethan turns his gaze away from Zoya, while Lily's assistant tidies up Zoya's hairdo.

"How about, your future wife is beautiful, right?"

Again. Ethan nods, not naive to know if Zoya is beautiful.

"Well, you guys are such a compatible couple. Ethan sir want to try the tux?"

"Today we've tried it Lily,"

Lily smiled and nodded. "Alright, now we're closing in on the bride-to-be." Lily steps closer to Zoya, Ethan follows behind her.

"How about Ethan, the dress fits, doesn't it?"

Ethan observes Zoya, including the woman's choice of dress to suit her wishes.

"It seems like it's a great fit."

"Allright." Lily nodded, telling her two assistants to take off the dress that Zoya was wearing. While he and Ethan go from there.

The slowly closed curtains are only able to make Zoya see the back of her future husband from behind.

TB