
Day after day passed very quickly, bian and shira had almost completed the preparation of their sacred event.
This afternoon bian took the time to accompany shira to measure her wedding dress.
Actually only for the final stage before the beautiful dress is fixed worn shira on the day of the wedding later.
But it turns out that there is a lot to be overhauled, shira's body looks a little fattening. The dress that had stayed final finishing must experience several more repetitions.
"Miss Shira, it seems that you are so tense waiting for your wedding day, your weight is slightly increased" said madam monica designer as well as bian.
"Hehe, yes madam, I also feel easily tired because of my weight gain, even though I do not eat much, my appetite for several days is drastically reduced" Shira said.
"This is often the case for brides-to-be who are stressed, do not be too tense miss, your future husband is not just anyone, surely he will prepare everything perfectly" said Madam Monica again.
Shira just smiled and refocused herself on the mirror.
"When now I rarely eat, my stomach acid relapses to often vomit, but why did I gain weight yes, hmmmm.maybe because I am happy soon to be married to brother bian" Shira smiles at her own smile impatiently waiting for the happy day to come.
While Shira was still busy with her own daydream in front of the glass bian was standing behind her, staring in amazement at the beauty of the woman.
Bian hugged Shira and put his lips on the nape of shira. "Sister bian amused.." shira tried to push bian's body away from him.
"Be quiet, I want to hug my wife" said Bian, not caring about the protests from Shira.
Bian turned the body of shira, his gaze to shira looked strange, like a starving lion.
"I want to pounce on you on our wedding night" a passionate hoarse voice sounded from the bian.
Bian cupped Shira's face with his palms and began to****** the woman's sweet lips.
As the atmosphere grew hot, a deheman sound came from behind them.
"Ehemmmm.."
Bian and Shira were shocked by the voice, they were struck by the awkward situation that was happening in the room.
Shira arranges her messy clothes, and bian can only smile in embarrassment as she is glared at by Madam Monica.
"Based on the young" murah madam Monica.
"Hey perverted young man, come out, I don't want this boutique to be so unlucky because of your actions" said madam monica again.
Bian could only grin while scratching his non-itchy nape.
Madam Monica is a aunt bian who has a quirky appearance. She loves bian and shira very much, which is why she is forced to sponsor wedding dresses for shira. And another unique habit of this bian tantenya is, he does not want to be called aunty or other calls like that. He felt the call was a shackle, he preferred to be called madam by everyone.
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Finally the wedding dress fitting event is finished, bian and shira head to the building where their event will be held. They will check all the preparations that may still be needed there.
"Darling.Can we stop by for a while to that place, I think it's very nice" Shira pointed at the wheelbarrow that there was no missing from their car parking.
"Are you sure this cloudy weather wants to eat fruit?" ask bian wonder.