Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 40: WILL YOU MARRY ME....

The door knob is turned, but the door is unlocked. His footsteps walked into the room which turned out to be very quiet. Where's inhabitants? Even the balcony doors are closed. It just means one thing. The owner of the room is not there. Anxious face grew even more stiff. Without this and that, he took his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Find my sister bye! Take him home!" space Command on his men.

The happy atmosphere below was inversely proportional to the rumbling feeling in the chest holding back his emotions. The man who now sits limp in his sister's bed. How not? The terms have been agreed. Even the marriage certificate was ready, and now. Where did the sister go? What if the others find out about this? A good family relationship may be cut off.

Thirty minutes later.

All servants who work in the Angkasa family home sit neatly in a place that has been prepared. While the bride's family is already in a special place. Even pak Penghulu repeatedly glanced at the clock on his wrist.

"Excuse me, where's the groom? Can you call me?" asked Mr. Penghulu, made Bram nod his head, then left his chair.

Bram walked into the house because the wedding was held by the pool with beach decorations. Where the white curtain dangles with strands of white and pink roses scattered circular along the roof pole that is used as the pronunciation of sacred promises. Dozens of lit candles in special floating containers adorn the swimming pool.

"Ma, the flower is afraid. What if Om Al doesn't come?" whisky Flower.

Mama Milea rubbed her daughters hands. The anxiety that the flower felt, he also felt it too. Especially since earlier there was no sign of the figure of a prospective daughter-in-law who became the love of her daughter. Bella who was sitting next to Milea could still hear the girl's whisper.

Al, where are you? I hope you don't hurt a woman. Go home, Al. ~batin Bella expectantly.

Anxiety and fear turn a happy mood into tension. Until the sound of footsteps was heard clearly from the inside, making the people gathered in the pool area distract them. The longer it gets closer. The gusts of wind that were blowing danced along the strands of the white curtain. The smell of fresh roses spread.

"He's coming....,"

The flower got up, and walked out of its place.

"Son! Where you going?" Milea tried to call out, but the girl continued to step forward with a sweet smile on her cherry lips.

Taps!

The bride's steps stopped. When the silhouette of the familiar body began to show itself. Not only Flowers, but all who watched were stunned by the presence of the handsome man who was now wrapped in black tuxedo. A bouquet of white lilies was also clasped in the man's right hand. It really gave off an aura of charisma.

He walked up to the bride. The definite footsteps were without a doubt, it was just that his facial expression was extremely cold. The man stopped in front of the Flower with a distance of one meter and a half. "WILL YOU MARRY ME, ANGELA'S FLOWER?"

The deg!

Everyone was stunned by the loud voice that proposed to Bunga. White lilies stretched out, making the girl unable to say anymore. His hands trembled to receive the first gift of his heart. A day that will never be forgotten. No need to talk about love. Cara Alkan had ruined his world.

"YES!" The flower immediately hugged the man in front of her with a melt of tears.

No words can represent her happy day. The sound of applause accompanied the girl's approval, Alkan released a Flower hug. He then extended his right hand towards his future wife. "Come, it's time for the wedding to be done."

"I love you, Om." Flowers receive handouts Alkan.

The two brides walked side by side towards the seat. Where Mr. Penghulu came crying to see everything. While behind the bride. Right in front of the glass door. Two men looked at each other, dumbfounded gazes looking at a miracle. The emotions that became mountains instantly shattered into pieces.

Space can only hold its breath. "We take care of the wedding. I know behind Al's actions, there must be a reason. Come on!"

"I'm putting my daughter to you. Don't make it....,"

"My sister's not babing@n. Flowers will get affection from all of us. You can stay here too, if you want!" Space is not willing if anyone doubts the character of Alkan.

The passing of Space that goes first, makes Bram realize his mistake. "May this be my daughter's best path."

Everyone gathered together, and occupied their respective places. Milea sat next to Bella and Angkasa, while Bram was already sitting next to Pak Penghulu. In front of the two with the table barrier the two brides were ready.

"Please begin!" alkan.

Mr. Penghulu started the event by reading prayers, then continued by advising the two brides-to-be. After that, it is only permissible for Bram to perform the obligation of a father to be the marriage guardian of his only daughter.

"Al, before I hand over my daughter. May as a father, I ask for a game?" bram looked at the adult man of his own daughter's choice.

"Please!" Answer Al.

"Your age difference is far away. In terms of maturity, I believe you're more mature. I just want you to guide my daughter down the right path. Teach him when he understands nothing. Forgive your negligence when you make a mistake. Speak verbally, not by hand. My responsibilities will never end, but after marriage. Everything moves on your shoulders. Take care of my daughter, love her as she should." Bram shed tears.

Alkan picked up a paper that read the pre-wedding agreement. The agreement is still signed. All who stared at his actions were experiencing tension, but not with Flowers. He is ready for all the risks. Whatever happens, this is the best option.

"Give it! I'll sign." ask Bunga to extend his hand.

"Marriage is not a deal. I changed my decision....,"

The deg!

The hand of the flower immediately drooped softly to hear Al's words that were still not over. The loud blow made his sight disappear. Everything turned dark.

"FLOWERS....,"

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