Our Baby's!
WEDDINGS
Joanna's forehead shriveled faintly as the car entered a tall building similar to her father's office
It's just that makes Joanna feel curious is a row of bouquets neatly lined up along the road to the lobby but it is not clear for whom because it only contains congratulations on someone's wedding.
"Let's go in! Everyone's waiting for you."
"meaning?"
Kalandra did not answer. Instead, flank Joanna's arm and led her to the room that had been prepared for them.
With little Jenan who has complained tired of wanting to sleep.
"Make sure everything is ready. I don't want anyone to be missed. No need to rush. The show starts in an hour."
Jordan checked the situation outside and made sure everything was safe as well as putting some of his men on guard around the vital area.
He accidentally met with Kalandra's entourage in the hallway to the dressing room.
"God! Why did you just come? And what the fuck is this? Why Joanna be–"
THE DUGH!
Jordan grimaced in pain as she skipped a little while as Kalandra deliberately kicked her shins until Joanna could feel the pain in her own legs.
"Whisper! You know what capitol is? Move aside! It's big, it's high and it's blocking our way anyway, you son of a bitch!"
It is even more confusing to see the interaction of Jordan and Kalandra who seem to have known each other for a long time.
As Joanna recalled, they had never met and should have had their reactions awkward at the first meeting. Not like tom and jerry.
"Joanna, sorry! I have to go." Jordan said as he looked at Sean's silhouette walking towards the ballroom.
"Yes, yeah! Go there far away!"
"Our business isn't done yet, fierce lady!"
Jordan smiled mysteriously at Joanna who had been silently watching.
"Don't listen to him. Go, Jo!"
"When did you and Jordan know each other, Kal?"
Joanna looked suspiciously at Kalandra who did not answer her question honestly.
The woman instead pulled him into a room containing two MUA men and several white dresses hung on a special iron clothes hanger.
"Sit down, Joanna."
"Kal, this–"
"God! I can't possibly cover your mouth with tape, can I?"
Before long, the two women began to do their jobs. While Kalandra, Jenan and Nurse Yo were in the next room, they were also being groomed by another MUA.
Can't wait to attend an important event that's about to begin.
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"Ahk! Slow down! You patted him too tight! All my life I've never done this, HEH!"
Jean's mouth did not stop commenting on the MUA who looked patient and painstaking in the face of Jean's annoying-sounding speech.
Until another man who served as a hair stylist smiled faintly when he saw Jordan had just entered the room.
"Jordan, where have you been? Can't you see they're doing something on my face?" pissed Jean.
"What is this event? Why do they dress me up like a woman? Answer, Jo! Don't just shut up."
If they were just the two of them in this room, maybe Jordan would have told Jean's head to stop talking.
Because from then on, Jean didn't stop asking the same thing until it made Jordan tired of hearing that.
"Be quiet! Just follow my orders to finish quickly, Jean."
"The last time I obeyed your words, Papa was angry because he knew I was impregnating someone's child and threatened not to marry that woman. Pleased!"
Jean fell silent after saying that. Making a smile on Jordan's face instantly faded.
Replaced guilt because Jordan participated in the problems that befell Jean and Joanna.
The atmosphere turned melancholic as they simply kept quiet and stared at each other through the reflection of the mirror.
"Sorry, Je."
Jean nodded, "No need to discuss. I'm sorry, Jo, too."
Then the knock on the door diverted his attention.
"The show will start in fifteen minutes, Mr. Jordan."
Justright.
They told Jean to change clothes after her hair and makeup was done.
Jean did not protest again when one of them told her to go into the dressing room.
...••••...
The awaited time arrives.
The three-metre-high double door was opened from the outside by two formally-tuned men standing on each side of the door.
Allow the bride to walk closer to the doorway.
Wedding decoration nuanced all-white with yellowish chandelier decoration that emits a dim light not too bright, making the impression of a fairy tale country style feels real.
And a pair of white swans that are placed specifically between the flowers as a symbol of a romantic love loyalty since centuries ago by some people and is a symbol of affection between the two couples who tie each other holy promises in a legitimate marriage relationship in the eyes of God and country.
Ja. Today is the wedding day of Jean and Joanna who have been secretly prepared by their families.
Preparations are made by professionals in their fields, one of which is Preston Bailey.
In one day they can complete the entire series of wedding preparations for two conglomerate families in the city.
It was a bit exaggerated when the host said so but the reality could not be dismissed because Joanna did look perfect in a long white dress with no sleeves that exposed her shoulders.
To display the collarbone that looks sexy.
"Don't cry! You'll look ugly on camera, Joanna!" whispered Kalandra from behind.
Inviting Joanna's lips smiled thinly at her harrowing feelings.
Still not expecting everything in front of my eyes.
Then Mr. Dery came to them. Pulling Joanna's clothespin to flank her arm and driving Joanna to the altar because Jean had been waiting for Joanna there with the priest.
"Papa."
Joanna and Mr. Dery exchanged glances in the last few seconds until the sound of the accompanying music playing slowly made the two throw each other a smile, "Sorry not to tell you about this. You're so pretty today, honey."
"I love you, Pa."
"Papa love you too, dear."
The camera blitz attached at every corner looked dazzling but as much as possible, Joanna still smiled sweetly with a straight forward view.
Make the invited guests who are present feel touched and happy at this sacred moment.
Except ...
"Curtain! What good is getting married after conceding first? Basic cheesy!"
It is certain that no one dares to make a mess during the event because one troublemaker is deliberately not allowed to participate for the smooth running of the event today but apparently, another troublemaker who sits among Kalandra, Jenan and Nurse Yo did not stop babbling at the sight of the two happy-looking brides ahead.
Make Kalandra's lips feel itchy want to say, "You should shut up and enjoy this party until it's over. Don't make the slightest fuss or I'm not hesitating to have the guards on guard drag you out of the Ballroom."
Their eyes met until they showed Kalandra who was sneering cunningly.
"It's not funny that it happened and the media highlighted your face when they were dragged away by them."
Kalandra's index finger pointed at some stocky men standing at the entrance with gazes watching around to ensure the event went smoothly as planned.
Until both hands of Mistress Anne clenched under the table because not only Kalandra threatened her not to make a tantrum but also Mr. Dery.
Of course, for a more terrible reason, it is divorced.
"Fuckin' shit! Shut your mouth!"
"You're the one who's supposed to keep your mouth shut because here's the one who's got not only you but me and the other guests!" Kalandra Hiss.
Kalandra's speech silenced Mistress Anne's lips to stop making a sound. Didn't want to deal with that delinquent woman, whose nature was more than Joanna when angry.
Because Kalandra does not hesitate to physically attack his opponent when he is angry, no matter who it is.
Return to Joanna who is now standing in front of Jean who is no less perfect with a black tuxedo suit and a small white flower attached to the suit to the right of the man.
Absolutely the perfect couple; beautiful and handsome.
They continued the procession of making sacred promises before the priest and the guests who were present as witnesses.
Minutes passed, finally— Jean and Joanna have officially become a real husband and wife.
Being a complete parent for little Jenan who now pulls the end of her mother's white dress slowly.
"Mommy, Je's gonna pee."
I don't know since when Jenan stood there flanking his hands between his thighs, "Come, Mi. Je's afraid of bedwetting."
Suddenly it invited an anxious laugh from some people who saw the interaction of the two.
Because Jenan's expression is very funny according to them. His handsome face does not escape the comments of people there who judge if Jenan look very similar to his father, Jean small version.
Although many invite the pros and cons because it turns out the bride is pregnant first but no one dared to talk about the problem openly.
Given that Jean and Joanna were not from the ordinary family, of course those who wanted to sneer had to think twice before doing that.
Joanna chuckles at Jenan's behavior. A little trouble trying to bend the body to match the height of his son, "Den't pee now, hm?"
"Yes, Mi! Je can't take it anymore, ssh!" Shake his head quickly.
Repeatedly Jenan wiggled his legs so as not to wet the bed on the spot.
Seeing this, Jean took over.
"Je same Papi first huh? Poor Mami! It's heavy clothes, hard to walk around."
Jenan nodded obediently because the boy really couldn't stand it, it felt almost at the end.
But just two steps, Mr. David's voice interrupted.
"Jenan ushered in Grandpa only. Papi and Mami Je are still busy. You're peeing, right? Let's go to the toilet now."
Jean held his father's arm.
"Pa, thank you."
"Yes, Om— uh! Papa! Thank you for all this." said Joanna who stood beside Jean.
Given that Jean and Mr. David had previously had a fight over marriage, it is no wonder that Jean was quite surprised to find out it was all just pretend.
Because Mr. David doesn't lose it's ruining his son's happiness for his ego for a moment.
"If you're happy, then Papa is happy too, Jean. And the source of your happiness right now is Joanna and Jenan."
The pull at the end of the suit resuscitated the three adults there when they saw Jenan had frowned, holding his bladder full.
"Let's go to the toilet, Grandpa."
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