The Love of the Duda

TCSD 106: Ballrooms

"My daughter-in-law's granddaughter is so beautiful!"

In one of the hotel rooms that will be the venue for the wedding reception of Dewa and Mara, Oma Widuri was heard screaming in amazement at what she saw in front of her. A woman like the royal princess was seen standing behind the window of this room. Indeed, in the eyes of Ora Widuri, today the granddaughter-in-law looks many times more beautiful than usual with a white wedding dress.

The beauty of Mara who is like a royal princess is also not separated from the hands of the best MUA in this city. Her face that had been beautiful since birth, increasingly emanated the aura of her beauty with the sweeps of MUA's hands. It is not disappointing for oma Widuri to spend deeply if the results of MUA services he uses will be super maximum like this.

Mara who was looking at the atmosphere of the road at night from behind a window filled with the lights of a passing vehicle, immediately turned her body. I saw that Oma Widuri was standing at the door.

"Oma?"

As she wears a sweet smile on her lips, Mara welcomes the presence of the oma. Oma Widuri can also only return the smile of her granddaughter-in-law with a comfortable mouth anyway, she also swung her legs to be closer to her beloved granddaughter-in-law.

"Hows it? Is the preparation done, dear?"

While staring fixedly at the beautiful face of Mara, Oma Widuri seemed hypnotized by the aura of the beauty of the granddaughter-in-law. Oma Widuri's eyes were so intensely watching Mara's appearance from head to toe. There is no word that can be said, other than the word beautiful extraordinary.

Mara nodded slowly. "Yes Oma, everything is ready. Is God ready too?"

Mara's tail was staring at the door that was previously used by the Oma Widuri to enter this room. Apparently the lady Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru was waiting for the arrival of the husband. Because of wearing basically, they prepare themselves in a different room. Orma Widuri said, to be a surprise for both.

"You just calm down. We count to five. Oma make sure, your husband will enter this room." Oma Widuri turned her body and followed her gaze towards the door. "Five, four, three, two, saaaa....."

Czech....

The door leaf, which was previously in a tightly closed position, is now slightly open. Oma Widuri and Mara both swept their eyes towards the door and it didn't take long, a handsome man was already standing there.

"My wife!"

That is the one word that the gods say. Stiffened on the beauty of the wife, as if making her unable to make him say anything other than that word. With all his demeanor, the God walked over to Mara without letting a single shady look of his wife's body.

"Mas Gods...."

Mara's speech was trimmed, when the Lord gave a kiss on her thin lips. At first glance, God sipped the sweetness of the tiny lips that collided with his lips, and then he released.

"Tonight, you look so beautiful, dear. It's so pretty."

Mara smiled thinly. "The Godhead also looks very handsome and is also so dashing with these clothes."

Wrapped with a tuxedo with the same color as the dress worn by the wife, God also no less looks handsome and also dashing. This time the thirty-seven-year-old man actually looked ten years younger than his actual age.

"Darling..."

"Yes, Mom?"

The god brought his body closer to the wife's. The man also struggled spoiled on Mara's arm and placed his head in the niche of his wife's neck. "How about our wedding reception, we cancel it."

Not only Mara, oma Widuri who is currently like a mosquito repellent between the intimacy created between Mara and also God also frowned. The two women of different generations both showed expressions of astonishment when they heard the God chattering like that.

"-You mean how's Mas? Why do you suddenly want to cancel this event?"

"I'm just afraid that the invited guests will be fascinated by your beauty, dear. They may fall in love with you when they look at your attractive face like this."

As if not willing if the invited guests were fascinated by the beauty of the wife, God had thought to cancel this reception. One of the Gods traits, the man looks so possessive with the woman who has become his life partner. He always clings to a principle of life, that what he has got, he will take care of as best he can. Maybe this will be one of the plus points in the man, because then, there will be no room left in his mind to be unfaithful to his partner.

Oma Widuri chortled. "What are you talking about, Wa? Oma has already incurred a large cost for this event of yours. You might want to cancel it."

"But Oma, in the ballroom later there will certainly be many invited guests present, right? I'm just afraid that they're interested and fall for my wife. It doesn't rule out the possibility that my wife is also interested in one of them, right?"

Platyk....

Oma Widuri presented the granddaughter with a flick in her head. "You think this Mara is like your ex-wife? Who could easily fall for another man?"

While rubbing his head, the God looks grinning horse. "God is afraid that it will happen, Oma!"

Mara who had tried to digest what her grandmother and granddaughter were talking about could only giggle amusedly. The husband may have such thoughts.

"Yes..."

"Yes, Honey?"

Mara gently rubbed the cheeks of the God with her fingers. He looked closely at a pair of neutrals belonging to the husband who looked so shady and full of love.

Cup....

At first glance, Mara gave a brief kiss on the lips of the God. "You are the most handsome man in my life. So how could I be interested in a guy out there whose good looks are not comparable to yours?"

The forehead of the God is cringing. "Wait, wait, honey. Did you say that I am currently the most handsome man? That means you previously had a guy who was also handsome?"

Mara nodded. "Yes Mas. That's right."

The eyes of the God were wide. He was so surprised because before his presence, there was a handsome man who stopped in the life of the wife. "Who's Honey? Who?"

The look on the face of the God who has changed pias is actually successful in making Mara giggle amused. Hurriedly, she pinched the nose of her husband's nose with anxiety. "That man is my father, Mas."

"Aaaahhh... Oh my God, I guess who honey is!"

In a hurry, the God again rained down on his wife's forehead with gentle kisses from her lips. Not only on the forehead, cheeks, lips, nose and chin are also not missed.

Deheman's voice from oma Widuri successfully made the couple link their views towards the source of the sound. Both of them were just laughing when they saw that Oma Widuri was like a mosquito repellent.

Oma Widuri wastes a little rough breathing. "Of course, the friendship continues later. Now, let's get into the ballroom. It's time."

***

The atmosphere of the ballroom of one of the luxury hotels in the city of Bogor looks so crowded at night today. The team of wedding organizers who are trusted to handle the entire series of events tonight are seen passing to and fro to ensure that the event today will run smoothly without any obstacles.

A decoration dominated by white and baby pink looks so slick and pampering the eyes for anyone who is in this place. A low stage with a lap chair is ready. Buffet tables with a variety of dishes are also ready. Now just wait for the bride and groom to enter the ballroom and then sit their buttocks on the chair. Not to forget, a special space for one of the music groups with jazz music that is deliberately invited to enliven the event today is also ready. Surely they are ready to entertain the guests who come to this event. Enliven the event with the chant of love tones that will increase the romantic impression more and more felt.

"The invited guests please stand for a moment, we welcome Lord God and Lady Mara to enter this room!"

The echoing voice of a master of ceremony at this event, successfully made the invited guests who had previously sat in the prepared chair, stand up instantly. Their heads were fixed at the same point, the twin doors of the ballroom area that would be the starting gate for the couple to enter this area.

"Are you ready, baby?" said the god while clutching Mara's arm for him to link in his arm.

Mara sighed deeply then she exhaled slowly. I don't know why he was struck by such intense nervousness. "I'm nervous!"

The god gave a little smile. Slowly he kissed the wife's forehead to relieve her nervousness. "Don't be nervous. Tonight you're so beautiful and perfect, dear."

The words of the husband, managed to expel the nervousness that had previously approached Mara's heart. The woman held her head up and smiled knot. "Let's go in, Mum!"

The god linked his gaze towards these two ballroom door guard men. The man nodded his head accompanied by the opening of the twin doors.

God and Mara slowly stepped their feet to enter the ballroom area. All eyes were on the couple. There was no facial expression emanating from the faces of the invited guests other than the amazed expression of the pair of humans who seemed to incarnate the king and queen. The aura of good looks and also beauty both really radiated at night today.

Cruising when the sun goes down

Across the sea

Searching for something inside of me

I would find all the lost pieces

Hardly feel, deep and real

I was blinded but now I see

Hey, hey, hey you're the one

Hey, hey, hey you're the one

Hey, hey, hey I can't live without you.

Take me to your place

Where our hearts belong together

I will follow you

Cause You're the reason that I breath

I'll come running to you

Fill me with your love forever

Promise you one thing

That I would never let you go

I was blinded but now I see

The chant of a song from Glenn Fredly sung by the jazz singer, was heard echoing the footsteps of God and Mara to go to the waiting chair that has been prepared. The song is so romantic that increasingly makes the people who gather in this place also dissolve in the romance that exists. A smile ceaselessly decorated the lips of a pair of kings and queens that day. They both seem really happy.

But it seems that the happy atmosphere was not felt by one of the invited guests who sat in one of the rows of seats of the invited guests. A woman who has dressed up at the event tonight and is so confident will be much prettier than the bride, looking widened her eyes when the couple passed in front of her.

From the look of his face implied clearly an incredible shock. Either surprised by the beauty of the bride or surprised because she was really less beautiful with the appearance of her ex-husband's new wife.

Damnit.... True said papa, it turns out the new wife mas Dewa is much prettier than in the photo.

"What's not Papa saying? Your ex-husband's wife is so much prettier than in the photos!"

The words of the successful father made Dita aghast. He looked at the father and looked at him with a cynical look. "I don't care about Pa. I'm still convinced that God still has feelings for me. Even if it's just a speck, I'll make an effort to flush that speck of flavor so it can spring back."

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Songs by alm. Glenn Fredly back I used to part one of my novels. Somehow the song You are my everything belongs to Glenn Fredly it became my favorite song in this time of😅😅

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