SECRETS IN LOVE
Episode 33 - Marriage of Friends
Raka called someone.
" Come back here now. I need your help!"
" Good sir, I'll be right back now."
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The days passed, Raka and Amara had returned to Jakarta as planned the day before Andin and Herlambang's wedding day.
When the day H arrives, Amara gets a call from Raka he will come late to Andin's wedding building because there is important business.
Amara left with Mama Putri and some other friends. They're meeting at the office and together at Andin's wedding.
This time Amara made dizzy the clothes she was going to wear. Raka had already prepared many dresses in the closet. But Amara refused to wear it. Amara tried to wear one dress.
When she arrived at the office, Amara felt embarrassed because she was not used to wearing a dress, then decided to change her clothes using work clothes in her locker.
" Ra, are you sure you're going to a party dressed like this?" Tanya mbak Putri saw Amara's appearance.
" I don't like wearing a mbak dress.. I used to wear it. But I'm not comfortable..."
Ma'am Putri glanced at the paperbag Amara was carrying.
" What is this?" Ask the Princess.
" ...The dress..."
Ma'am Putri immediately pulled Amara to the toilet.
"You change your clothes now!"
" But mbak... "
" You have to look attractive. Would you like to see Mr Raka at another woman's tease at the party venue?"
" Yes, I don't want to... " Amara reflexes answered. Then shut his mouth with both hands.
' Uhh, why so keceplosan...'
The mother managed to persuade Amara to wear a dress.
" This is Ra's expensive dress.. You're a hobby of branded collectibles?"
Amara shakes.
' Branded stuff? I don't even understand fashion at all'
" I checked the price is over 300 million. You're really a rich kid, aren't you, Ra? "
" No mbak.. This dress is someone's gift. Yuk left mbak. others are waiting."
" there's less for a while."
Mba Putri took out a make up pouch from her bag. He put on Amara's face.
" Well, you've touched a little make up already making pangling."
" Sir.. I'm not as ordinary as this."
" It must be ordinary. Especially if later you are married to Mr. Raka. He's a great man Ra, he's handsome and charming. Your competition must be many. Even without makeup you are beautiful but there is no harm in you appearing special in front of Mr. Raka."
' The princess is right. I've never thought about it all this time.'
" Mr Daughter.. Thank you, yeah.."
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Andin and Herlambang looked very happy. Amara and friends approached and congratulated.
" Mrs Andin and Mr. Herlan were finally united as well .. Congratulations, ma'am.."
" Thank you, Princess..."
" Mrs Andin.. Congratulations.may Samawa the household..."
" Thank You Amara... You are so beautiful.. Oh, where's your husband?"
" Husband? "Ask the Princess
"I mean Mr. Raka... Amara and Pak Raka are like husband wife everywhere, so it's not wrong if I call Mr. Raka Amara's husband.." Andin tried to cover up.
" O Mr. Raka has business. It'll be a little late. "
Shortly afterwards Raka comes along with her assistant.
" I'm sorry, I'm late. Congratulations to you. Gifts for you I have prepared... "
" Thank you Bro.. "
" Ah really... "
" Raka... How are you?" Ask Mr Adyaksa.
" I'm good Sir. "
There was a call for Mr. Adyaksa.
" The next time we talk again, I still have to welcome guests. Please enjoy the party."
" Yes, thank you."
After Mr. Adyaksa left, Raka approached Amara who was sitting with the Princess and her friends. Zayn continues to tease Amara because of her appearance which is much different than usual.
" Mr Put.. I know the beautiful girl next to you.. "
" Zay..."
" Sorry.. She's married..." Answer the Princess.
" Oh really..."
Amara nagging.
" What a pity... Then I wait for your servant..."
" Oh so you swear I'm dead huh Zayn?" Ask Raka who just came.
" Weittzzz's.. There's Lake.." Zayn scratched his non-itchy nape.
They were late in the jokes at Andin and Herlan's wedding.
" well, there's a dance party, too.. Follow yuk Ra.. " Take Zayn..
Amara shakes.
" You are the same as Princess Ajah.. Bara's been touring first with Lili."
" Yuk Zayn, Ma'am hasn't taken a long time.." Bring the Princess.
" Seriously Mbak Put is like me.. Ma'am's husband is angry again if he knows his wife dances the same movie star..."
" You're a movie beast not a Zayn movie star.." Said Raka mocked Zayn.
Zayn displayed a sad expression and shook Amara's arms as if she were a child whining at her mother.
"Huhuhoo.. Daddy Raka nasty.. Zayn.. I told Mommy I was.. "
Everyone laughed at Zayn's silliness.
" Mom's.. Mas boss is evil... Tonight tell me to sleep outside..."
Amara and Raka who were tasting the party dish choked together hearing Zayn's words.
" That's it.. Keselak ajah compact.m sure very I you guys are a couple. Ngaku.. " Push Zayn.
" It's yuk ah.. You are the same as this couple..." Ma'am Putri pulls Zayn.
" Ehh bentar Ma'am..
Mas Bosses.. My beautiful friend takes care of me.. If you're naughty brackets in the room don't be given out."
" Yin!!! I'm not a pet cat... "
Zayn laughed as he passed leaving the two behind.
Raka kept looking at Amara. He was so impressed by the appearance of his wife. His eyes were as if he was not tired of looking closely at the body and face of the woman who is now his wife.
Andin and Herlan capture their happy moments by taking pictures with family. Amara was fixated on seeing Andin's indulgence with her father.
'If only father still existed..'
There is a water that is stuck in the corner of Amara's eye.
Raka noticed Amara's sad gaze. Jemari Raka moved to wipe the tears of Amara that she could not contain anymore.
" When I saw them, I missed my father... " Amara glimpsed in her stuffing.
" Be calm, make sure you will get more happiness than Andin. Another month our wedding reception will be held." Raka held Amara's hand and kissed her.
Amara who was stunned to hear Raka's words was silent for a moment.
" I'm not jealous of Mas's recipe, but I'm jealous of Andin's indulgence with her father that I can never get back."
' You can be darling.. I'll try to save Dad... Yes your father and also that man I used to call Dad.. '
