Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Weddings

Today is Keyra and Prince's wedding day. Their wedding is themed outdoor berpat in the backyard of the hotel which has now been transformed into a beautiful and elegant Altar to tie the sacred promise of the two couples who will marry.

Prince wanted to get married in church. But considering Isma is a Muslim, Prince changes his plans. He was very hopeful that Isma would be able to attend the wedding and witness it in person.

Prince was selfish this time. He did not want to feel pain himself, he wanted to feel this pain with Isma. Yes prince does not know, Isma has been very hurt even though he was not present at the Prince's wedding.

Now Prince is standing in front of a mirror in a hotel room. She had finished getting dressed and also making up. His face looked even more handsome with the stelan jass which made him even cooler.

"Isma. You should be the one beside me right now." He said while looking in the mirror, then closed his eyes and imagined Isma.

Prince felt as if he saw Isma in an elegant and luxurious gold robe. Although his eyes were still closed, Prince's lips revealed a happy smile. His hand began to move as if welcoming Isma's hand.

"Isma, I am willing to make you my companion forever in joy and sorrow." He said as he continued to imagine that he was holding Isma's hand, stepping along with the red carpet to the Altar to tie the sacred promise.

Tok…

The sound of knocking on the door awakened Prince from his delusion. He opened his eyes and walked to the door. As soon as the door opened, how beautiful the view was.

"Isma.." Call her by continuing to gently stare at Isma's face that subdued her pandagan.

Prince was moved to see Isma come in his gown. Isma looked very beautiful, her face was very cute and soothing.

If Prince had ruled out Isma, who is a Muslim woman who maintains relationships with men, it would have been like to pull Isma's body straight into his room. Then spilling all the feelings of love and longing that greatly torments him.

"Boss, congratulations on your marriage to Keyra." Said Rina smbil holding out a gift box for Prince.

With a slow movement Prince received the gift, his eyes continued to stare at Isma. Lina realized it was beginning to get suspicious.

"Oh yes Boss, get a greeting from Bimo. He couldn't attend, because he had to go to Bogor to finish Wonderland." Said Rina just melt the atmosphere that feels frozen.

"Aah, yes. Thankyou. Oh yeah, you guys go straight down. Eat a cake, or drink it. In the guarantee that the food is halal. WO is also Muslim." Evidently.

"Okay boss, then we go first. Boss spirit.." Rina said with a slight tease.

Isma was silent and never once looked at Prince. As soon as Lina pulled her hand to step…

"Wait for Rina…!" Seru Prince's.

Rina and Isma stopped their steps and turned their bodies back to face the Boss.

"Isma Ramadhani.." Said Prince, then he grabbed his pocket and took out a small box that was so in his pocket there was a beautiful necklace with a pendant love.

Isma turned her head for a while, while Rina was speechless confused by the question that started popping up in her head.

"Take this, just consider it the last gift of someone who loves you so much. And remember you have the most special place in his heart." Prince said without hesitation.

That speech made Isma moved. But what can be done, Prince is another woman's husband.

Isma turned to look at Rina who gave a nod for Isma to receive the gift. Despite not knowing exactly what was going on, Rina could guess from the Prince's deeply loving eyes gaze to Isma.

"For what, Boss? I don't like necklaces." Firm Isma.

"Thank you, Isma. If you don't like it, you can throw it away or sell it again." Prince with a disappointed tone.

"Sorry boss, I can't. Congratulations to the boss's wedding. May you always be happy. Assalamu'alaikum." Said Isma, then pulled Rina's hand.

They walked away from Prince. Lina didn't ask about anything. He began to understand the situation faced by Prince and Isma.

They're coming downstairs. How beautiful the wedding decorations are. Isma fell silent and momentarily closed her eyes.

'O Allah strengthen me.' His inner.

"Isma we sit down yok. You look tired and pale too." Rina's suggestion while pulling Isma's hand to immediately sit down.

Meanwhile, Keyra had just finished decorating. Now she is very beautiful wearing a white wedding dress of her choice that was ever worn when with Vino.

"Sir Keyra, we're down now." Her advice became her wedding makeup.

They also stepped into the wedding venue. As soon as he arrived at the lower floor of the back door, Prince reached out his hand to welcome Keyra's arrival.

They look harmonious and happy. Keyra was holding Prince's wrist tightly. Prince also smiled looking ahead to see the invited guests.

Mama and their Papa, as well as the family sat in the front seat near the Altar of sacred vows.

"Well for the balloons, we'll soon see the groom walking towards the Altar first." Speak the MC that immediately gives the code for the music to play.

As soon as the music was played, Prince stepped alone towards the Altar. While Keyra strolled to meet his Papa who was waiting in front of the red carpet towards the altar.

Prince stepped up coolly. He just kept smiling looking ahead. He did not turn his head at all as he passed Isma and Rina who were staring and waving towards him.

Isma felt a little sad, Prince did not even glance at her even for a moment. Rina patted Isma's shoulder softly trying to comfort Isma, she knew Isma was feeling sad at the moment.

The music keeps turning. "It's time for the bride to go to the altar. Beloved father will deliver his daughter to the man who will be her husband." The MC was full of enthusiasm.

Keyra stepped hand in hand with her Papa, she looked so beautiful and graceful. A happy smile always adorns his lips. As soon as he arrived at the altar, Prince picked up his bride. He took over the father's duty to get his daughter to the altar.

The two arrived at the altar and began to utter the sacred promise of marriage. Prince said it smoothly without any mistakes. The opposite is true with Keyra.

Isma was watching Prince and Keyra's wedding.

"Rin, this is the first time I've come to a wedding like this." His word.

"I am also Is. But they are a good couple." Said Rina who forgot about her best friend's sad feelings.

Rina forgot about it while enjoying her first wedding.

"Now, the husband must give a kiss to his wife." Mc Sahut.

Prince and Keyra stood face to face, slowly pulling Keyra's body closer to him. Then, he gave a kiss on Keyra's lips that made the invited guests cheer happily and tease the two.

Isma was no longer in her seat when Mc announced the kiss. Lina was still laughing and clapped and was unaware of Isma's departure.

"Well, how happy they are. All right, come to a thrilling moment. For the girl and boy who may be struggling to get married, let's get together, come closer. Because it's time to throw flowers. . . " Shouted Mc with great fanfare.

Single guests lined up to wait for Keyra to throw flowers. Their hands were ready to immediately snatch the flower.

Lina just looked from her seat, she realized that Isma was no longer nearby. He tried to glance around to find Isma. But dear Isma is nowhere to be seen.

"Throw the flowers. . . Come on everyone get ready. . . 3 . . . 2. . . 1." Mc yelled followed by a flower toss.

For a moment all eyes were on Isma who was standing right behind the horde of singles. The flower that Keyra throws is welcomed by Isma.

Isma had come back to take Rina home, but as soon as her foot stepped on the red carpet an object floated towards her and Isma reflexly welcomed her. Be the one who gets the flowers.

After a few seconds, everyone applauded Isma. Isma smiled, her eyes looking ahead. Prince looked at her too. Prince's gaze looked blank, but Isma felt sadness in the eyes that were staring at him.

Once again Isma smiled, then turned her body and stepped towards Lina. Meanwhile, Keyra lost her mood. Her lips, which had been smiling since, were no longer.

Prince realized that, immediately embracing Keyra's body and holding her affectionate. Then Prince gave a kiss on Keyra's forehead.

Once again the guests screamed hysterically watching the newlyweds' intimacy. While Lina and Isma just smiled softly.

"I hope you're happy Prince." Isma's speech was slow but could be heard by Rina.

Hearing that, Rina immediately hugged the body of her best friend. Lina tried to comfort him and help Isma to stay firm and not cry during the wedding.

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