The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTER 116

After the marriage contract, Dira and Juna were given a break. Especially after feeling tired of entertaining guests. Both are asked to get ready for the walimah event later after the event.

"Honey," Juna approached his wife.

Dira a little flutter when her husband's body is near. Still wearing bridal clothes the two sat in the corner of their bridal bed.

"Honey," Juna repeated his call.

Juna's hands clasped tightly. Dira only lowered his small head while controlling an uncontrollable heartbeat. Juna's hand was looking at Dira's ear.

"Mas, i..." Dira stood away from her husband's reach.

"Can I have it?"

"Ask what, mas..."

"Are you happy with this marriage?"

Dira frowned. Why does her husband ask that. If he was unhappy maybe he had rejected Juna's proposal.

"Mas, I'm happy, of course, very happy. How not? I thought you'd stay with Delia. Because all this time you were obsessed with Delia." said Dira while lowering her head.

Juna raises his wife's chin. Now they have no more distance. Dira was still a little groggy as the man with the status of her husband approached her face.

"Sir Dira, can I have a tissue?" Vira appears when Juna is about to clash his wife's lips. Both were shocked and separated.

"I want to clean up first, baby." Juna took a towel and went into the bathroom.

"Yes, my mom." Dira let go of his head. Seeing Vira looking for tissue. Dira asks Vira to help him.

"Shouldn't mind me. You just keep saying I'm invisible." Vira said while helping to remove her brother's head.

"Hmmm.awas if you marry later." replied Dira.

"Hmmm.I'm sure if I get married later will not think brother to disturb me. Especially if you have children." replied Vira.

"You know, yes, if there is an answer. Pinter's snoring." Dira pinched his sister's cheek.

In the crowd of guests, Ical cs also enliven the party. Retired Mr. Dono also came at the invitation of Mr. Burhan. He was quite surprised that Juna was Johan's son. His workmate first. He also knows that Johan was adopted by Mr. Burhan. Johan gets out of work and works at a rival tea factory.

"So Juna is the son of the traitor?" said Mr. Dono cynically.

"Sir Dono knows with his parents Juna?" ask Ical.

"Who doesn't know about Johan. His golden son, Mr. Burhan, even though he works in the barn, but he's always been able to overflow material and affection from our boss." Mr. Dono went back to telling the story 30 years ago.

"But cool Juna, the commitment is like a reception." said Ical.

"It's also a rich party" Ade told Ical. Ical just smiled a little. It is true that the rich can do anything. Mr. Dono still looked at Johan and his wife cynically. It seems Jamal was also busy helping other organizers.

"That's who?" asked Mr. Dono to see some people walking in the guide of Mr. Burhan.

"That's our governor, sir." one of the guests was sitting near them.

"Well, cool. I'm feeling the reception. How is the recipe." chirped Ade.

Guests also come back and forth. Some guests have already gone home. The atmosphere of the day began to cool after a day to make residents mature with the heat of the day.

I changed into a flower dress. While Arjuna is handsome with a plain shirt in light ash. Both also blend in with the citizens.

"Well, this is the bride who is even wandering" said the mother Goddess to Dira.

"People are still rame, mah. I want to blend in with them." replied Dira.

"Mas Juna also had coffee with his friends" added Dira.

"Ciyeeee is the story?" vira Goda.

"Yes, so good to kiss .." Dira hurriedly closed his sister's mouth.

"You know, if you don't use a filter by the way. I'll hear people are embarrassed. It's a personal matter, you know!"

"Hahahaha, it's legal. Why shame!" seloroh Vira's.

"It's hard to talk to you. You are not in the position of brother, so it's easy to say that" said Dira.

Vira understood her brother's intentions. There is little relief if you do not get married to Satria. She is not ready for a young marriage. There is still a lot to pursue.

"Honey," call Juna.

"Yes, my mom." Dira walked over to her husband.

"Later tonight there's a distant guest coming."

"Guests? did Brother Juna invite friends in my mom's office?" ask Dira.

"No, those who have been supporting our love journey. Those who have always read our stories written by Melisa."

"Who?"

"If it's not wrong there are about 8 people anyway, but do not know that there are more than that."Juna.

"Oh, it means we have to provide a place for them. It's not possible if they stay here, mas" said Dira while playing the game.

"Kata mbak Melisa group will be led the same mbak asthma, know not mbak asthma it's the most diligent read our story from the first mbak Mel nulis.

Said there was a mother Salma already in Bengkulu bring her husband and son. While others don't bring family. Let Mel set everything up. He's the one who took them." said Juna.

Meanwhile in front of Dira's bridal room, Andre stood sculpting. There was a sense of reluctance to meet his middle child. His hand was about to knock on the door but was restrained. From the other direction a hand pulls itself roughly away from the crowd.

"You want to come here, huh!" said Feri while glaring at his biological father.

"Ferris, papa ..."

"You're not my papa! a father should be a guardian to his children. But you're not included in that. Because of you, Wirya's opa company almost went bankrupt. Fortunately I was quick to come otherwise Vira had lost the future in her birth father's hands. The human being does not know himself! now you can still show yourself after what you did to us!" amok.

Andre was silent. At his young age was no longer just a conversion he wanted to do. Including apologizing to his ex-wife and her three children.

"I was wrong with you guys. I have created hatred in your hearts. I realize my mistakes are fatal and inexcusable. But for the rest of my life, let's make amends for all the mistakes I've made."

"One thing you have to do! get out of here! don't consider us family. For me my papa is dead!" The ferry pushed Andre to the floor.

"Fery!"

PLAAAAKK

"Mama," Feri held back the torment of a hard slap that floated down his cheek.

"Mama never taught you to be ungodly to your parents. Mama also never taught you to be rude with your parents let alone her papa bungamu." Mama Dewi Amuk.

"I'm a bad boy, ma! he is the one who disobeys his son and wife. He's the one who almost ruined Vira's future. He's the one who got into the hotel with my friend!" Feri is still stubborn.

"Whatever happens he's your real father! we're exes but you're not ex-children!"

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Thank God you can finally get up again. Sorry for waiting for you.