SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

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The chirping of the birds rhymed again, welcoming on a beautiful morning - the moment the sun had given her a smile, welcoming a new day.

Aisyah threw her gaze straight, looking at herself through the reflection of the mirror.

A smile he carved on his face, will look very different from his usual - which is where it always appears as it is.

The maroon dress, as well as the black silk that was intentionally left unraveled, and gave a curly touch at the ends - made the woman look even more enchanting.

"You are so beautiful, Miss! It's just right, Mr. Aditya made his choice on you," exclaimed the MUA.

A thin smile formed on Aisyah's face, and she confirmed the MUA's speech. If she was so beautiful today.

"And all of this is thanks to you," replied Aisyah smiling.

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The sound of the door banging echoed out there, until the sight of Aisyah and the woman who was crying over her instantly turned around.

"Mommy....Mommy....." There was the sound of Bella, and Sella, who gave her Mother's name, from outside the room.

"They're my daughters," said Aisyah smiling, as she found a confused face, the MUA.

"Just get in Bella...Sellas....The door, not locked," Aisyah replied with half a shout, as the sound of the door banging continued to sound.

The room door instantly widened, after Aisyah's words earlier.

The two pairs of tiny feet immediately stepped up, entering into the room. The impatient face faded on Bella's, and Sella, upon finding their Mother, who looked so beautiful today.

Loosening their faces - as if not believing that the woman in front of them, is the Mother.

Aisyah painted a thin smile, looking at her two daughters after seeing the adorable expressions of her two children.

"What's Bella? Sella?"

The two gasped, while drifting with the beautiful face of the mother. Carve that thin smile, and step her feet closer to their mother.

"Mommy...You're so pretty. I'm sure Daddy will be very surprised when he sees you later" said Sella, with a face that looks so enthusiastic.

"Yes Mommy...You're so pretty!" timpal Bella.

"Thank you my children" Aisyah replied smilingly.

"Mommy...Daddy asked us to call you. He said, you have to leave immediately" exclaimed Bella.

"Has Mba finished?" aisyah asked with a slight turn of her face, looking at the MUA.

"Already Miss...And you're so pretty."

"Mommy...Let's get down!" take Sella later.

"Alright, ayoo!" aisha answered by rising from her seat, and stepping outside from inside the room.

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Aisha now, like a princess of the king flanked by her ladies. How not?! While passing one by one rung of stairs, her daughters were on the left, and right by holding her hand, and a graceful street style.

"Mommy....If Mommy marries Daddy, my sister and I will flank you like this." A happy hue was clearly visible on Sella's face, representing her current happy mood.

"Yes Mommy....Even Daddy had ordered a beautiful dress, for me and for Sella" Bella said.

Aisyah painted her thin smile. Seeing the happy hue that was plastered real on the faces of his two daughters, made the woman could only sigh deeply.

"I'm married, but my two daughters are much happier. And may this marriage, truly bring happiness to me, and children forever," Aisyah's hopeful bath.

****

Aditya looks upset. From the net his eyes he pointed at the direction of the stairs, and also the watch that was coiled on his wrist.

"Prophe Tuan...Understand, if a woman is dressing up, it will be a long time. What's more all this time, Miss Aisyah is not used to such things."

"But he's been so outrageous! Did he not realize? If anyone is waiting for him!" aditya replied, with the tone of the voice still rising.

"Daddy...." Sella immediately gave her father's name, as soon as their feet were on the lips of the stairs.

The gazes of everyone turned, as soon as listening to the voice of Sella's call suddenly.

The more rounded eyes, as if not believing that the beautiful woman in front of them, was Aisyah Maharani.

The two eyes kept Aditya throwing at Aisyah, with the blink of an eye there was not the least there. Luda's hiccup was swallowed heavily, as if not believing that this beautiful woman in front of him, would soon become his wife.

"I can't believe that Ayesha can turn out this pretty. I was afraid that one day I would melt this heart to her first, but if she continued to be beautiful like this. How can this heart be strong? And gradually I'll lick my own spit, and that's so embarrassing!" rutuk Aditya in the heart.

"Daddy!" Sella shakes her father's hand slowly, which makes Aditya's daydream world stand up for.

"Why are you daydreaming Daddy? Are you fascinated by the beauty of your future wife?" sella asked with a flirtatious smile.

That handsome face paled instantly. For Aditya, like a thief caught red-handed, is about to steal. But because of his great prestige, of course he would not want to admit it.

"It's not what you think Sella is!" answer Aditya quickly.

"Already Sella, don't keep teasing your Daddy. And Mas..Let's go!"

"Yumoo..."

****

The speed of the car that was originally fast, slowly swallowed when it would turn the direction of entering the area of one of the five-star hotels, located in the city. From far away Aditya's two eyes found the existence of many journalists, who had been waiting for his arrival from earlier.

Exhaling his heavy breath, to remove the tension within him.

"Let's get off!" take Aditya, when he has two legs he has been massaged in the hotel yard.

With a little caution, Aisyah leaned her body out of the car, and spread her gaze all over the luxury hotel.

"Mas...There are so many journalists!" aisyah exclaimed, and that face looked nervous.

"Just relax, and there's no need to strain."

Aditya took a small step towards Aisyah. When the two bodies were in alignment, Aditya immediately wrapped his hands full on Aisyah's slender waist, which made the woman a little shocked.

"Mas.. What are you doing?" ask her in a quiet whisper.

"Why are you so stupid, Ayesha?! Do you all know that our marriage was forced by circumstances?" aditya replied slowly, with a slightly irritated tone.

Aisyah formed her clumsy smile, after she knew what the man meant.

"I'm sorry..I don't know, if we should pretend to fuck,"

"Mr Aditya....Mr. Aditya...." The reporters immediately swarmed Aditya, and Aisyah once found their presence in front of the hotel.

Found Aisyah's face paled-Aditya immediately took the initiative to embrace her. And of course he did not want to, something happened with his future wife. So the man protected Aisyah, by hugging Aisyah from behind by continuing to step.

"Mas...What the hell are you doing? Why are you hugging me like this? I'm ashamed Mas.." exclaimed Aisyah softly, and of course with an annoyed tone.

"Why are you so stupid! Have you never watched the news?! If there are usually people who like to abuse artists, when there are many people like this? So it's much better that I abuse you, than that someone touches your chest, or maybe squeezes your ass. And you don't want that to happen, do you?"

"Alright Mas. "Aisha replied.

"Sir Aditya when are you getting married?"

"I won't answer your questions here. I'll answer it inside."