Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 129: HEADING TO THE PARTY

"Perfect," muttered Sam and Bryant in unison.

How not to be fascinated. When two women are coming down the stairs with very different looks. Ara stroked her hair with a circle of small braids enthroned with princess-style flowers, while her simple dress dangled a long colored tosca with small earrings falling on her neck. While Ocy, wearing a dress that was bought yesterday Ara and a hairstyle tied into one up decorated with silver butterfly clasps.

Truly, the two women were like sisters. Although Ocy's arms look muscular, but it does not diminish her beauty. Bryant and Sam have to pay a lot for tonight. Well, it feels like I want to lock her up and not let anyone see the idol.

Ocy waves in front of Sam's face, making the man flutter and pretend to be cool, "Let's go. Isn't the show starting soon?"

Bryant looked at Ara, then extended his hand, "Come on, don't walk. I don't want you to be exhausted. Sam, who's driving?"

"Me, you guys in the back seat. Anyway, I can't let my sister sit without a shoulder to lean on."

The two couples walked away from the house, making Kinara who had just cleaned up her makeup tools only able to shake her head. How not? Suddenly Ocy asks for help in preparation for the party. Not without reason. The lover of the doctor Sam did not want to embarrass the future husband. So, for the sake of the party. She's ready to dress up.

That's women. During fashion want to please the lover. You can certainly do something you don't like. Sometimes, not every time. Remember, yeah. Everyone would be better off if they were themselves. Want a neat appearance, or a blur. Yo wes, don't be prestige. Shame, you know, who we are. Yeah, ourselves. Ok.

The atmosphere of Hotel D'Lira is so crowded. Where many types of cars are parked neatly in places that have been provided by the hotel. In the lobby there were some congratulations on the engagement of some of the invited guests. If anyone covers the event, it must be enough to be a conversation for a day and night complex mothers.

"Sam, where's the prize?" Bryant asked as soon as the car was parked in a place not far from the lobby, while the person asked was still focused on trying to remove the seatbelt that turned out to be stuck.

Ara looked around, and saw the gift box behind her seat, "Mas, look at it, the card. Let me get it."

Bryant immediately restrained Ara's movements, and picked up a gift. Then give one to his wife, and another one is thrust to Ocy. Once all was ready, they simultaneously opened the doors together from their respective doors. The night breeze was piercing, making Ara slightly cold. Seeing that, Bryant rushed up to his wife, then hugged her without hesitation.

The two couples walked together and did not forget to bring an invitation card as proof of being invited. As always, the parties of the socialites are guarded so strictly. However, it's not a problem. There was an invitation, but suddenly Sam saw a car that he knew very well. Even so, keep ignoring.

The engagement party they attended. It looks quite calm and conducive, as there is no deafening frenetic music. Ocy holds Sam's arm, while Ara is always in Bryant's arms. It seemed, that one man had forgotten something. Whatever he forgets, let it go. One night should be a happy night. Isn't that right, reader's?

"Bry, you've memorized Darren's new face, right?" sam asked a little whisper to make sure not to forget the mission they carried, sttt. The two men had already planned something to make the party even more stressful.

Bryant winked his left eye. If anyone is looking, it must think a man is flirting with another man. Ara who was busy looking at the decoration details. Not paying attention to his footsteps. The bumil level is curious about the sparkling trinkets that adorn some corners. It finally caught the attention of someone who was observing the event through private CCTV.

"Uhuk! Angel, Ka. There's a little more holding. Take care of your eyes, take care of your heart too" said a young man who was busy playing the buttons on his shirt.

Darren snatched the suit, then turned off the CCTV from his laptop, then got up from the seat which for some time accompanied solitude. Footsteps approaching Denis. Where her sister spread her hands asking for a hug. However, tonight, there was no mood to do the habits of the two of them.

"Come, we're going down. The guests had already come," Darren passed Denis just like that, making his sister gawk while shaking her head, "Boy! Hurry up."

Two men of different ages with an indisputable charm. Denis with the style of young people, and Darren who choose a relaxed style without the intention of wearing clothes that must be worn at a party. The fate of the specially designed suit ends tragically in front of both his parents. The engagement uniform turns into a charred. Well, the man deliberately set it on fire.

When the guests are gathered. Ballroom doors are wide open. All eyes looked in one direction. Where the bride's family was present entered the venue, then followed by the groom's side, but only Mr and Mrs Wiratama. So, where did the groom go? Everyone's curiosity was answered. When footsteps are heard from the stairs.

"Welcome, Young Master of the Wiratama family. Dear guests of invitation. Come, let's welcome. Young Master Darren Wiratama, along with the youngest Young Master Denis Wiratama," The MC began the welcome with a sumringah voice, making the guests applaud.

Bryant and Sam looked at each other. Finally, they could see Darren's face from a closer distance. Seeing the sign language of the two men, Ara and Ocy looked at each other while shrugging both shoulders in ignorance. What's inside their partner's head. The two women, could only observe and see without having to interfere.

The engagement of both business families began. Where the MC began to read out the show. At that time, Bryant was busy playing mobile phones. No matter what she did, but Ara who was sitting next to her husband tried to peek. Seeing that, Sam shook his head in order for the younger brother to keep his attitude.

Want, don't want. Ara forgot her curiosity. Especially when you see a lot of cute cakes on the south side of the party. Bumil soul thrashing. What about eating cake, then the child as sweet as cake? I don't know. In essence, the cake is like a waving hand and when looking at the busyness of the husband. Sam and Ocy, who were enjoying the event, watched the engagement.

Ara left quietly and her goal was only to be fixed on the sweet heaven. No one realizes the departure of the pregnant woman. At least for now, and it was quite profitable for Ara. Look, the woman started tasting a piece of cake with a red strawberry topping.

"Lezatnya," Ara picked up another cake with a different flavor regardless of the event that became her goal.

Ten minutes later, Ara felt full from enjoying the cake of various flavors. I want to drink something fresh. At that moment, a servant walked up to him. See the wine red. The woman took one glass, then let the servant go.

"It's weird. What is a rich man's drink like this? Why not just avocado juice? Ka Sam said, avocados are good for pregnant women. Never mind. Thirsty, so just drink it," Ara tried to gulp down the drink, but it was bitter. Although not as bitter as medicine, "Hueeek. What kind of drink, huh?"

Ara's attitude was strange, instead of stopping and leaving the drink. It is precisely gulped until the remaining half because there is a hand that grabs the glass. When intending to scold, it felt like the head was circling. What's wrong, but there's a bird flying around the head.

More and more trying to talk. Dizziness increases, until the head feels heavy and immediately the eyes become pitch black. In the rest of her consciousness, Ara felt that someone was patting her cheek with a familiar voice call. That voice, was really like the protector that disappeared from his life.

Prince, really? It must be just a dream.~batin Ara towards the subconscious.