Only Bride Reserves

The presence of Vania

Kezia Afshen

Today is the day of our massively titled wedding reception. All my papa colleagues and business associates, brother Adrian and Rama were invited to our wedding reception. I wore Rama's choice of dress the other day. Everyone was at my wedding reception except for sister Vania.

Very gracefully, I slowly went down the stairs. I saw all the invitees watching me unblinkingly. My view traced the number of people on the show. I looked for where my husband's whereabouts these days have been so kind to me. It turns out that he also just came out of the lower room with brother Adrian.

Today my husband looks very handsome wearing a black tuxedo. It garnished a bow tie so that it looked very gallant in my eyes. Rama walked up to me kissing the back of my hand. Then help me down the stairs to the bottom floor.

All the invitations gave a round of applause to welcome the two of us to the top. A lot of people praised us for being a great couple. I blushed in shame, what else is Rama's hand currently grasping my finger. I looked at her face and she looked at me with her sweet smile.

I hope after the completion of this reception. We can both be husband and wife like everyone else.

"Welcome to my dear sister and sister-in-law."

Rama and I both turned to the familiar source of the voice. Instantly the hand of Rama who was holding me suddenly released just like that. My sister Vania was suddenly present at my wedding reception. I saw the twinkle of longing radiate in my husband's eyes.

What the hell is this? is this the beginning of my suffering. Even the hand that was holding me had changed to shake my brother Vania's hand. They looked at each other and even hugged in front of my eyes and in front of the invited guests.

"I want to talk to you," said Rama pulled the hand of sister Vania either want to be taken where. All that did not escape my sight and everyone present at the event.

Even Adrian who saw it followed them both. Because there did not want any commotion or suspicious look at all the invited guests. I got off the mop and followed them.

I took Adrian by the hand as he opened the door where Rama and Vania were. I shook my head and pleaded, for it was obvious that there was a look of annoyance on the handsome face of my brother.

There were sobs in the room that I believed was Vania's sister. I heard clearly when sister Vania said to Rama that I was the one who forced her to change her name to my name. For a moment I was in shock, why would my biological brother do that to me.

Seeing my face that looks shocked, made brother Adrian immediately invite me to come over to my husband and sister Vania. Looks a different look from the face of Rama when he saw me. The gentle look that I saw for a few days was gone. Now his gaze turned coldly hateful as before.

How about my heart right now, it feels so painful, broken without being able to say anything. My body is just in the doorway. Adrian's brother has blocked Vania's wrist. The look of anger I've never seen before on Adrian.

"Don't make a mess of Vania!" you have enough to

"Rama help me!" she's a cunning girl and look at Adrian's brother more defending her," said sister Vania and Ramapun believe.

Rama releases Adrian's arm with a look of anger. Makes Adrian's brother more emotionally. I immediately ran to hold back when Adrian's brother was about to hit Rama. I don't want my fucked-up wedding party to get fucked up.

"Whatever you say to sister Vania is true. I'm so glad I finally got you my husband."

"Based on the crafty woman, once a witch will remain a witch. Wait a minute I'm gonna file a divorce with you and marry Vania."

Like in a lightning bolt hearing the words of Rama just now. My heart is getting sick and broken so that the pieces are scattered whether they can be whole again or not. I can't help but cry, because if I cry, sister Vania will laugh at me.

"Well my husband, let's see if you can divorce me or not."

After saying those words just now, I asked Adrian to leave them both. Even brother Adrian is no longer willing to consider brother Vani as his sister.

I cried when the burly body of Adrian's brother called me. This is what I need, a hug from the brother who loves me. Even though I have two sisters. But from childhood only brother Adrian who sincerely love me. While sister Vania only showed her hatred to me.

"Don't cry Kezia, you're a strong girl. Don't let Vania and Rama laugh to see you cry. I'll make sure your stupid husband's gonna regret it. And I'm no longer thinking of Vania as my sister."

"Don't you, however, sister Vania is your sister as well as my brother. Let's just pray that Vania's sister changes soon."

"Whether you're so kind or so stupid, Kezia."

I wiped my tears and smiled after hearing Adrian's words just now. I called out to the perias who had put my makeup on earlier to fix my makeup. I have to look like a strong Kezia. What else is our wedding reception not finished.

To prevent suspicion of the guests. Finally me and Rama pretended to be very happy brides on the lap.

After the wedding reception we were done. Rama and I returned to the apartment. Rama was silent and there was not a word I heard from him.

Without me knowing it turns out he's still muffling anger at me. As usual, I kept getting my husband a change of clothes. Prepare warm water for her to take a shower. Even though my body is very tired, I still play a good wife.

"That's enough of your cipher!" and do not prepare anything for me anymore. I'm no longer willing to accept service from a cunning woman like you."

After saying that to me, Rama immediately grabbed his wallet, car keys and jacket. Whether he went anywhere, asking would only be ignored.

After the departure of Rama, without feeling the tears that I had been holding back from earlier dripped. I squeezed out my chest which was so tight feeling all this. I open my wedding dress and I leave it on the floor. My feet entered the bathroom. I lighted the shower to wash all over my body. I was crying so much that I was putting pain in my heart. The shadow was spinning in my head. The image of the hateful face of Rama is also attached to my memory.

Again the night that should have been the most beautiful night for the bride and groom should I miss with a pain in my heart. Tonight was the worst night I've ever had. The next nights will be worse than tonight.