The Love of the Maharani

Wedding Feast

"So you mean...?" Tasya tried to deduce something from the Daffa story earlier.

"That magic door can only be seen by me. While all my men who were there at the time couldn't see the magic that was on that door, Tasy!" Daffa concluded.

"?! How can?!"

Daffa raised both his shoulders.

"Let's go. I can't explain it either. But if that's true, it means not everyone can pass through the magic door" Daffa concluded.

"And only certain people can see the magic. While for ordinary people, the door will only look like the entrance to an abandoned empty house in the middle of the forest," Tasya concluded.

"really. I think so, too," Daffa agreed to Tasya's statement.

For some time, the atmosphere was silent again. The talk resumed as Tasya expressed his curiosity over something.

"Darling.." call Tasya.

"Yes?"

"You think Anna and Jordan's father could see the magic of that door, if they had gone there?" Tasya wonders.

Daffa momentarily thought about his answer carefully.

"In my opinion, if it is true that Anna and Her Majesty King Jordan went to the house, then it is likely that they have passed the magic door, dear Tasya. They must have returned to Nevarest by now."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, I think so."

"..."

"..."

"I want to quickly go home to Nevarest, Daff. I think I've missed Mother Rani a lot. And so is Anna. And also the King's Father." Tasya's gaze drifted into the distance. Suddenly the two clear brown eyes had started to dew.

Looking at his wife who was about to cry, Daffa hastily grabbed Tasya into his arms.

"Hush.be patient, dear.After the wedding, we'll go straight to Nevarest. Be patient a little more" Daffa tried to comfort his wife.

"That's still one week away. It still feels like a long time.." Tasya complained while slightly sobbing.

"Hush. don't be sad dong, Tasy Darling.remember there is a fetal dede in your womb. If you often cry, what if later he becomes a child who likes to cry too. You want to kayak that?" Daffa.

Still in Daffa's arms, Tasya shook his head slowly.

"If so, don't cry anymore, dear. That one week will pass quickly. Didn't you just refuse to go home and want to linger on earth? But now?" Daffa seduces his wife.

Feeling annoyed with her husband's temptation, Tasya pinched Daffa's waist quite tight.

"Aw! Pain, Tasy!" Daffa immediately took off his embrace on Tasya and stroked her painful waist. Unmitigated, the two waists on the right and on the left became victims of the violence of Tasya pinch.

"Part of you anyway! Bummer knows!" Tasya sulked then immediately stood up and passed away.

Daffa who was still sitting on the sofa, looked at Tasya with a nelangsa look. In his heart he is.

'Tasya's pregnant lady likes her sulking fast. Duh. Hope Dede's fetus doesn't mimic Mommy's sulking nature!' please Daffa in your heart.

Daffa got up and chased after his wife. It turned out that Tasya was heading to the kitchen and was picking up something from inside the refrigerator.

As soon as the wife turned around, Daffa could see a box of Molan ice cream being held by her.

"Why did you come here? Want to get some ice?" Tanya Tasya astonished.

"I'm.."

Daffa did not continue his words, when he saw that Tasya was no longer angry with him.

"Luck..combal!" Tepis Tasya as he passed away from the kitchen.

Tasya put her lips together a little. While the reddish hue glorified both of his cheeks. Daffa also witnessed the wife's eyeballs which became more shiny after receiving the conversation.

Daffa smiled and won.

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One week later..

The wedding of Tasya and Daffa was held in the ball room building next to Zion Tech. Along the main entrance to the ball room building lined with white roses. With a red carpet that extends to the ball room.

Inside the ball room, splendor clearly adorned every inch of the room. Gold and white ornaments become the theme of choice for the nuances in this room. Every inch of the roof and the walls of the ball room have been covered with original white rose bouquets as well as golden ribbon decorations.

On each side of the right and left wall lined various handlers that invite taste. Whether it's the main menu, or the dessert, everything is on the table there.

Not only that. The most stunning of these party decorations is a stage at the indoor end. Where small lights are arranged elongated and hanging like long manes with a mixture of white and soft blue from the sky roof.

On the stage there are two throne chairs located slightly higher than the other stage floor. It was in that chair that Tasya and Daffa would sit down to entertain their guests.

The wedding party was planned to start at ten in the morning to three in the afternoon. However, from dawn, the road to the Zi Tech building has actually been crowded by vehicles owned by media crews who want to cover the magnificent wedding of one of the influential families in Indonesia.

Not all media parties have access to enter this wedding party. Only a few large and influential media were deliberately invited by Daffa to cover his wedding and Tasya.

To avoid any journalists or uninvited guests who would infiltrate, at the beginning of the entrance to the red carpet, dozens of officers in black uniforms will be on duty to secure the course of the event.

Even in some corners of the ball room there are officers in black uniforms who are in charge of monitoring the situation in the room.

So, no one would dare to pass the line of officers with that rogue appearance. Because almost everyone knows that Zion Tech's security forces are no ordinary security force.

Each guest who enters is required to show an invitation card that will go through a screening process to find out the authenticity of the invitation card.

The previous Monday Tasya had given a hundred invitation cards to all the friends on his campus. Whether it's a classmate, a friend in BEM, or even a friend in Donateli.

All of Tasya's classmates were compactly coming together around ten o'clock. Almost everything immediately gaped when watching the splendor of the ball room where the wedding party.

Some men immediately covered the food stand. While the women were unceasingly amazed when they saw the beauty of the party decorations.

While the rest are still clustered in one communion while glancing towards the other guests who have come.

"Well! that's not the artist, huh, who's in the same scandal with his own manager?!" exclaim Bayu, one of Tasya's classmates.

"Hush! don't be tacky ah! don't talk about using the TOA voice, right?! be embarrassed in a while!" tegur Sera, one of the prima donas in the Tasya class.

Bayu shines a horse. Realizing that Sera's reprimand is indeed true. Because some other guests are now looking towards Bayu with a glance. Making the young man so thick-bodied so a bit embarrassed.

On the stage, the two thrones still seemed empty. There is only an MC who is now reading out a series of events that will take place that day.

And almost all of the guests were staring at the focus ahead of the stage.

Some time later, an up-and-coming artist took to the stage. Guests also enjoy the strains of jazz songs sung melodiously by the female singer.

And the wedding continues to take place with great grandeur.

Until finally around eleven, Tasya and Daffa appeared and climbed his throne.

The appearance of the couple just stole the attention of all guests and people in the ball room. Because both appear very charming with the dress and clothes they wear each.

"Waaah.. Anna. uh, Tasya is so beautiful. Uh, once dandan, my goodness.I'm so inferior huh? He's our classmate, right?"

Again Bayu scribbled origin. Made some of his friends sneer at him secretly.

'Basic gelo!' timpal all the friends who heard the slorohan Bayu earlier, in the heart.

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