
Rosaline and Leon throw eyes at each other, lest due to the sudden wedding Leon forget to buy a ring.
"Where's the ring? Don't tell me you forgot to buy it!" whispered Rosaline with a sharp look.
"You asked for a super sudden wedding, I forgot about the ring" Leon replied, scratching his non-itchy nape.
"Are you crazy? You want to die?" whispered Rosaline with a threatening look.
The invited guests looked at each other confused and curious about what was going on in the pulpit.
Leon glanced at Anna's mother as if he was gesturing. Anna's mother, who had understood the meaning of Leon's glance, immediately approached them in the pulpit and gave them a small red box containing the wedding rings of the two of them.
"Aishhh, I guess you completely forgot about it." whispered Rosaline blushing.
"Where might I forget something as important as this. What kind of wedding without a ring?"
They pin the ring to their ring fingers with a smile.
Now the long-awaited session has arrived.
A kiss symbolizes their faithful promise.
"With this I announce, you are legally a couple!" she invited the groom to kiss her bride.
Leon who did not want to wait immediately pulled Rosaline and gave her a luma**n wildly loving.
Rosaline smiled and returned her kiss with the same passion.
The guests screamed. While Dante shook his head, embarrassed himself to see the behavior of his brother and sister-in-law.
Now comes the time of the flower.
Bobby helps Nora to get it. Either by blocking from the others, also keeping Nora from falling while catching the flower.
Then the two exchanged timid smiles when Nora managed to catch the flower.
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The sunlight grew dimmer and disappeared in time.
The day became completely dark, lucky incandescent dozens of candles illuminated their night.
His presence brings an atmosphere of sweet and romantic unexpected.
The music player hired by Leon began to show himself.
They entertain next to the dining tent, while guests enjoy the dishes.
In between the dinners, some people went down to the dance floor. You can see Sam's father with Anna's mother, Bobby with Nora, and several other pairs of guests.
A soft romantic song
filling the dance floor which is a grain of sand.
Guests took off their shoes and danced barefoot with the two brides who had done it first.
Rosaline put her chin on Leon's shoulder. Eyes closed.
She enjoyed the music, the laughter of the guests, the waves, the heartbeat and the breath of her husband.
Yes, husband.
He smiled happily. Indeed, Rosaline still does not believe, the boy who became her first friend 20 years ago is now her husband.
One romantic song has been played.
"Wait a minute" said Leon as he let go of his embrace.
Rosaline hanya bisa menatapnya saat Leon pergi ke arah para pemain musik.
Suddenly Leon cleared his throat with a microphone in his hand.
Everyone turned a little confused, what would the groom do?
Leon glanced at Bobby who immediately ran to pick up the guitar in the car. Then he sat down beside the pulpit.
Really? Leon's gonna sing?
Rosaline sat beside Dante impatiently.
Bobby strummed his guitar slowly and Leon started singing.
...Imagine yourself as Rosaline, then the song you like the most is what Leon sings....
Everyone including Leon's parents were flabbergasted, only to realize that Leon could sing.
And the sound can be too.
Rosaline smiled, she already knew how good Leon's voice was.
The man often sang her a lullaby as they called until late at night.
The song is now changing more cheerful and full of rhythm.
Rosaline and Leon invite Dante to dance together. They laughed happily. Dante was very happy because his brother was finally married.
The night is getting late. Leon invites Rosaline to pull over, away from the wriggle of the party. Let guests enjoy their party with music, delicious dishes and fireworks.
Leon put his coat on Rosaline, took his hand along the coast, washed their feet with cold and fresh sea water.
The two looked at each other with laughter.
"My husband!" rosaline said in a seductive tone.
"My wife." replied Leon in the same tone
And they again chuckled with a tinge of red on the face.
Leon hugged Rosaline, he still could not believe that he was now the husband of a cold, arrogant and difficult to conquer woman.
And their first meeting turned out to have started long before, when they were both small. Isn't this destiny?
This kind of luck doesn't fall on just anyone, and they're one of them.
"So my husband, where did you learn that sepuitical phrase?" rosaline Goda.
The two sat on a wooden bridge that led to the middle of the sea.
"I married a cold and a little hot-tempered woman, so I had to learn to conquer her heart with romantic sentences."
"Awww, I'm moved." Rosaline smiled seductively.
"Then you, should you call me beren***k and waji***n in public, huh?" Leon pretended to be pouting.
"But I also call you brave and amazing."
"Stay still!"
"You also call me arrogant and grumpy!"
"Are you upset, huh?"
"I was so upset I wanted to eat you."
Leon chuckles.
"All right, then eat me! Eat me! Eat me!" leon's shout made Rosaline panic on her own as everyone could probably hear her.
"Hyaaaa" Rosaline hastily smothered her husband's mouth.
Leon just silently acted resignedly with a seductive look.
Leon stroked Rosaline's cheeks then slowly descended onto her chin. He raised his beautiful face and brought his wife closer.
But suddenly the face turned grim, the woman was crying.
"You all right?" leon asked in a panic.
"I'm fine, I just miss my mom. She should be here sharing her happiness with us." Her tears kept flowing.
Leon said, "You don't have to worry, we'll find him together. I promise I'll find your mother as soon as I can, if I have to, I'll give all my people to look for her."
Rosaline nodded slowly, her tears had already begun to recede. Leon hugged her tightly.
When Rosaline was calm, Leon took off his arms.
He leaned on his face, then kissed his forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks and his lips so deeply and lovingly.
"I love you, Rosaline. I love you so much." whispered Leon between his kisses.
"I love you more." replied Rosaline with a faint look.
While the newlyweds were engrossed in happiness and the guests were happy to party by the beach, far away, in a nameless place, a confused middle-aged woman in the rain with a crumpled business card in her hand.
He searched and searched but found it hard.
He was tired but did not lose hope. His body was weak but he still did not want to give up.
Unfortunately, luck didn't come to everyone that night.
A motorbike owned by a food deliveryman grazed him to hit the sidewalk.
Blood and a rancid smell flooded among the puddles of rain. His consciousness was gone but the tangled business cards still remained clasped.
And you must know who that poor middle-aged woman is.
It's Nancy.
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