
A makeup artist is now busy dressing the bride. Already several times the makeup was tidied up because it was always a mess swept away by tears. Just this time she witnessed the bride-to-be who was constantly crying on her happy day. Or maybe this is the worst day? That's why the bride looks sad.
This is not a happy cry, but a depressed kayak. Maybe he should get married. Pity as well but kelas anyway, my work became more.
The makeup artist grumbled to himself. But as much as possible he hid it for fear of offending the bride.
"Ok, it's done. Miss is beautiful especially when she smiles."
Because there was no answer, he left the room. I hope she doesn't cry anymore and ruin her makeup.
The bride-to-be, who is none other than Cantika, is now looking in the mirror to observe her face. Actually, it is not the face that is the material of his thinking. Her clear appearance suggests that soon she will get married and become a man's wife. If Anas were still there and the accident never happened, then he would not have to bear the status of Peter's wife.
"Cantika, are you Ok? "
The woman turned around and lowered her head. "I'm fine." The answer was cold so slowly.
"You don't like this wedding, I won't make it. Go away, I'll cancel everything." The man said softly.
Cantika. Wanting him to be like that, if only he did not feel pity and guilt for Peter then he would not be here.
"You're so beautiful, there's gotta be a lot of guys out there who want to be your husband. Surely many of them will accept your child as well. Go, I'm fine. I'd be mentally prepared if my life would be miserable."
Peter deliberately drained the woman's feelings in order to feel sorry for her. The reason is that the marriage is still carried out.
"Peter, don't be afraid. I will not cancel our marriage. But there's one thing I want to ask of you. After we get married, I want us to sleep apart. Sorry, it's because I'm not ready to be with anyone other than Mas Anas."
Peter tried to hide his frustration. He's actually angry because his viral name is called. With a fake smile she spoke, "I understand, if that's all you want, I can grant." The important thing is marriage first, if that's what I have the full right to have you.
"Thank you for your understanding. It turns out you're getting here more and more mature. I like Peter now."
The man smiled as he watched his bride-to-be lip-cheeking. It's just that at first, you'll really fall in love with me again, much bigger than before.
"I like you both then, now or later. Then I'll go first, see you at the pelaminan."
Peter left the room. It cannot be measured how happy he is because soon his dream will be realized. In a few hours time, he will officially become Cantika's husband.
**
"Eat!" fabian's word to his boss' prisoner.
"How can I eat under these circumstances?" angry and sad.
"You must eat to have the energy to escape and meet your wife!"
Anas looked at her in surprise, "What do you mean? Don't fuck me like that!"
"I'm not getting sucked up, I said seriously. You eat before you get out of this place. I'll help you meet your wife and foil the marriage."
"the way? Aren't you pranking me?"
"If you don't believe it, it's up to you. I just wanted to help. And for the way, you don't need to know. You just follow the game."
Anas was not completely sure of the man. But what's wrong if he tries? Who knows if the guard is honest. All possibilities are worth a try.
"Okay, I hope you're not kidding." Anas immediately devoured the food until it was not left alone. Even a big bottle of water he sank to empty.
Fabian stared at the clock on his wrist. "It looks like the sleeping pills are already reacting. Anas, prepare! It's time for freedom."
The man unlocks the room that separates Anas from outside life. Without a long wait, the two walked out of the basement. Climb the stairs connected to a dark room. They came out from behind a bookcase that automatically closed.
"Just wait here!" Prevent Fabian before they get out of the room. His eyes were watching the situation.
"Ok, safe. Come on...!" Fabian walked up followed by Anas.
The man was stunned to see two guards lying on the floor. At that time he immediately knew that Fabian was behind it all. But it didn't matter, he just focused on the escape mission.
They went down the stairs and walked to the middle room. Again some people were lying on the floor. It seemed like their fate was the same as the 2 guards above.
Fabian opened the main door. His steps were only one foot, suddenly stopped because he saw 5 colleagues were on guard.
"Wait, my friends are still conscious. Why aren't they sleeping? I'm sure they're all drinking that coffee out." Fabian.
"Then how? Do we need to attack? I'm not afraid to face them all." Anas said stirring.
"I don't want to fight my friends. After all, we've missed the joy of being together."
Not unexpectedly, if the man did have a sincere heart. It was only fitting that he was willing to help Anas to escape.
After waiting for a few minutes, Fabian again looked at his five colleagues.
Unexpectedly, there were 2 men who approached them while stepping 5 meters.
God, why are they here? They should be on guard tonight. Fabian grunts in the heart.
"Bian, why are the prisoners here?" ask one of the men.
"Don't tell me if you want to help her get free." Another chimed in.
"Boss told me to move this guy somewhere else. If you don't believe me, just ask the boss!" Fabian.
One of them tinkered with his smartphone. Within 5 minutes, it was stored back into the pocket of the pants.
"The boss didn't answer, he must be busy."
"Okay, Men. I'm going to the restroom." One of Fabian's friends got up from there in a hurry. He entered the villa without heeding the five sprawled men. Understandably, that one man is indeed a bit slow.
The man who had called, was now staring intensely at Fabian and Anas. There was a strange thing he caught.
"Why is the prisoner not tied to his hands?"
"Just calm down, he won't run away from my surveillance." Kill Fabian.
Anas is now pounding. His feelings are mixed. Nervous, scared and wanting to get out of the place immediately. The incessant prayers were said in his mind. I hope it's not too late to stop the marriage.
"Bian, do you think I'm stupid? Our friends are lying unconscious. I know that you're actually behind it all, you want to help the man to escape. If the Boss finds out, then finish your history!"
After speaking, the man punched Fabian in the face. Fortunately, it can be avoided.
"I didn't want a duel with my own friends. But what can I do? Sorry..." Fabian gave a raw bogem to the man's stomach interspersed with a kick in the leg.
"We're no longer friends, Bian." He hit back at the neck and kicked the chest until Fabian lashed out.
Baku continues to hit. Then the man from the restroom came back. "What's this?"
Anas attacked him. Giving a fist on the face gawking at the man. He continued to reward the man with free kicks and punches on the parts he could reach. Eventually, the man lost. Si Om Bewok is now transformed as a professional smack down player. Perhaps it was due to being affected by his pent-up anger for too long.
Fabian is now in a corner. He lumbled weakly as his dueling companions prepared to unsheatheat a small but sharp object towards him.
"Dian, sorry. We are friends but we are not in line. Goodbye bye!"
Anas immediately kicked the man into a slant. He went up on his stomach and tried to take the knife.
"Damn it, how dare you do this."
Anas managed to take the thing. Not to strike back, but to secure it so that the man does not attack again.
Fabian got up and approached them. Unexpectedly, his feet floated right above the face of his former comrade mercilessly, to the point of being unconscious.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you. I was forced because you wanted to block my way of doing good."
Fabian and Anas get in the car. The vehicle was speeding away in the control of the benevolent guard. They can't be late to the hotel where Peter's wedding took place.
**
Cantika dragged her heavy legs. The woman could not hide her sadness. While the groom-to-be was sitting waiting for him with a little impatience.
Cantika's mind went round a year ago. He was a little bit the same when he married Anas. Feeling forced and sad. The difference was that this time his facial expression was so sad, while the time was very sour.
Sorry, Mas. I had to marry Peter. But I promise, no one will be able to change your position in my heart.
His steps stopped, the tears spilled again. Some people were whispering watching his movements.
"Sister, who is patient!" whispered Riri holding her on the right.
"Cantika, Mama also does not like this marriage. If you can, Mama will help you cancel." Bu Sofi chimed in.
Unexpectedly, Madam Arata approached and pulled the hand of her future daughter-in-law. "If you don't want me to drag it to the undercover, then I'll drag you into jail." Of course the words were slowly released with a smiling expression.
Bu Sofi and Riri looked at him furiously. Cantika looked down while rubbing her face. Finally, the bride-to-be was led by the prospective in-laws.
Peter looked at the woman who was now sitting next to him in awe. Although Cantika's face is a bit puffy but does not cover her beauty.
"Are you sure you want to continue this?" ask the man.
Cantika just nodded her head slowly. Peter laughed inwardly, finally his goal was soon achieved.