THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE

THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE
Marriage (Part 2)



The make-up team is still polishing Rosa's sweet face, and soon it will be finished. Really, he conjured the face of the girl. Yes, although actually without make-up Rosa is also so beautiful.


Clara continued to invite Rosa to talk, so that Rosa was not too gerogi later. But, because of the preoccupation with talking, they forget time.


"Darling, why are you so long!" reprimand mama Rosa who was already in the room, with Clara's mother. At this time, the make-up team has also completed its task.


Yes, Rosa's relationship is very good with Clara's mother, Rosa already considers the woman as her mother. So does Mother Clara who already considers Rosa as her daughter. That was special to Rosa, even though she was from a family whose wealth was plentiful, but she never looked at others based on her economic status. He never differentiates one's caste. And that's all he inherited from his father and mother.


"Mother, aunt. God, I almost forgot." cried Clara, hitting her head.


"Not nearly anymore, but you have forgotten, Ra." Clara's mother tapped her daughter, and they all immediately chuckled.


"Sir, our daughter is very beautiful, yes." said mama Rosa with a smile. He looked at his daughter's face with a glance. His vision began to blur, there was a sense of haru that he felt. Finally the dream to see his daughter's wedding will soon come true.


"Yes, your beauty is declining on her," said Clara's mother with a smile, Mama Rosa just shook her head.


"Hayok, we're down now. The groom has come, and is waiting in the Hall" said Mama Rosa.


They had walked out, left the hotel room and descended the stairs that had been specially reserved for the bride to the Hall.


All pairs of eyes looked at Rosa in amazement. Rosa came down flanked by two middle-aged women, Mama and Ms. Clara, while Clara herself was right behind her. At the moment, Rosa is wearing a kebaya. Kebaya designed specifically for the kabul ijab procession.


Rosa was nervous when she saw so many pairs of eyes staring at her.


His breathing was ablaze, and his heart was pounding so fast. Maybe the sound of Rosa's heart beating, now can be heard by everyone. It was like being chased by a dog.


"Relax baby, everything will be fine" said her mother, who seemed to understand what Rosa had felt.


Rosa could only nod while breathing.


This is the first time Rosa feels groggy like this, usually she always appears confident.


When she was on the ground floor, Rosa walked with her flat face. It was as if nothing had happened to him, more precisely to his heart. There was no sadness or happiness on his face.


The family and some friends of Ghibran and Rosa, as well as some of the important guests of Ghibran and Rosa's parents, were unceasingly amazed to see the bride-to-be. Truly, the creation of God is so beautiful.


They look so harmonious. Ghibran is no less charming with a white coat stelan, which he wears.


Ghibran was petrified when Rosa was in front of his eyes. He seemed to be hypnotized with the face of a woman who will soon bear the status of his wife.


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All the events were over, the invited guests had already returned to their residence. Even the parents of the bride and groom, had also returned, leaving the two brides in the hotel.


Rosa was getting tired and sultry, due to the kebaya she used. In a hurry to step foot into the room that has been provided for the newlyweds.


CEKVLN ....


It was only a few seconds after he opened the door of his hotel room, his place. But he was already screaming hysterically, his voice echoing throughout the room.


"Aaaa ...," he cried with a face that was pale. Make the person in front of him confused.


"Ngapain, what are you doing here? Eugrr ...!" he said excitedly, when he saw the man.


"Where should I go? Yes, I slept in the hotel lobby!" answer the man, relax.


"Yes, you can book another room!"


"Hello! Want to be placed where my face is, if I get another room? Tomorrow I'm trending!" he said he did not lose the sewot. "A YOUNG AND HANDSOME BUSINESSMAN, SLEEPING APART ON HIS FIRST NIGHT!" he added again, then passed leaving Rosa who is still very emotional because of it.


"Ashhh ...." Rosa throws her heels in any direction, being very irritated to see the man, who is none other than her own husband.


Rosa's anger grew even more stirring after remembering that she was going to sleep in the same room as the annoying man.


After finishing the bath, Rosa laid her body on a padded mattress that had been decorated with faux rose petals.


The decoration is so beautiful, it looks like a room 'The Real Bride'. Unfortunately, the two of them did not marry for love. But for each reason.


Rosa swept through the entire room, looking for the male figure of the songong that had put her in trouble.


Ah actually, everything that happened was not entirely Ghibran's fault either. Just try Rosa refused, of course she won't be in this emergency.


Yeah, but what else, instead of getting married to Ryan?


Rosa took her rectangular flat object over the nightstand, and also the headset beside it.


About fifteen minutes later, Ghibran finally returned. I don't know where he is, but everyone has come home from now.


Rosa, who is focusing on her smartphone, is unaware of the barbarity of Ghibran beside her.


"Fuckin' boss!" ketus Ghibran, while throwing a pillow at Rosa.


"Can ... right ... die right!!! Ghibran!" he shouted, his face was already reddened. It looks like he's ready to pounce on his prey.


"Whispering knows!" ketus Ghibran's.


"Rangh ... Got me dead because of you! The basis of the ruse." replied Rosa, with a defiant expression.


"What? It's a rampage, you bar-bar chick."


"But you are the restless one! Sono slept on the sofa."


"Yes, my first night on the couch? Love that narrow-narrow well, honey?" ask Ghibran tease.


"Ghibran!!!" Rosa screamed again because of her husband's naughty actions.


"What the hell? Don't be noisy, I'm sleepy!"


"Ih, you're well. I said sleep on the couch."


"No, I want to sleep here with my baby!" ghibran said he would not lose.


Brakk ....


Rosa again threw the pillow that had hit her. "Tell me, if you get anything!"


"Things don't matter either, do you? The same bini itself mah, free!" ghibran hatch.


"Dih, you pervert!" Ghibran just chuckled listening to his wife.


Just now, Rosa wanted to close her eyes, but suddenly there was a thunderous sound. Filled the whole room.


"Aw ..," he screeched, and without realizing it his hand was already tightly hugging the body of the man beside him.


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