The True Love of Isha

The True Love of Isha
#CTI Part 30



On this evening Isyah was getting ready to go to the wedding of her Papa business partner, she was wearing a pink modern kebaya bought by Amit last night. She also wore white glass shoes after she finished she looked very pretty and sweet.


Amit was neatly wearing batik that was in line with Isyah's beauty but he had been waiting for Isyah for a long time.


Where the stench that fast, a long time ago he was even almost hours I was waiting for him, inner Amit.


Amit glanced at his watch then he glanced at Isyah who had just made him fall silent.


Isha is beautiful tonight, ah. Think I'm she should be beautiful because I'd be ashamed to take her if she looked ugly, Amit's inner self.


"Come, let's go. Bang .." said Isha who went ahead of Amit.


After Amit came out he told Isha to lock the door of the house because all the servants went home, to their respective homes provided beside and behind Mr. Ben's house.


After they boarded the car, Amit started driving slowly and then he looked at Isyah's face.


"Have you locked the door?"tanya Amit makes Isyah remember back earlier and he forgot to lock the door or not.


"Don't let us go back because I forgot." said Isyah very worried because he imagined that there were thieves entering the house of Mr. Ben.


Amit breathed a long time ago he turned his car back to his home after until Isyah directly down, Isyah immediately tried to open the door of the house and it turns out he had locked it then he breathed a sigh of relief.


After that he immediately went back into the car and Amit started driving his car towards the wedding building.


After they got Amit down and he opened the door for Ishaah after Ishaah came out, he took Isha's hand inside not forgetting she smiled sweetly.


North Pole, if you smile you are as sweet as sugar ... Batin Ishah's.


Amit went inside and he approached his business partner along with Isha and he still, holding Isha's hand he did not let go of his hand.


"Congratulations to your son, I say congratulations once again .." said Amit who shook hands with his business partner.


"Thank you, Amit. This who?"asked his business partner while glancing at Isyah.


"Include this Isyah, she is my future wife" Amit revealed with a sweet smile.


"Well, congratulations you're getting married, too" said his business partner with a laugh.


"Thank you very much, sir. Then I will go to see your son to say congratulations." said Amit who rushed away along with Isha.


It seemed like something was hidden by him, unlike usually he admitted me as his future wife. Batin Ishah's.


After they arrived at the wedding, Isha greeted the bride while Amit shook hands with the groom and then they looked at each other.


"Who is this woman, Mit?"ask the bride.


"My wife-to-be, introduce her Isha" said Amit and Isha smiling sweetly to the bride.


"Oh, congratulations, may you be fast" said the bride.


"Aamiin." replied Isha and Amit simultaneously and they looked at each other.


O Allah, the servant was lying, may Allah not grant him that servant, the inner Amit.


O Allah, do not let the servant mate with the North Pole. Batin Ishah's.


"Well, you guys are so compact maybe you really are a match." said the bride.


"Yes, "answered Isha and Amit at the same time.


"Followly, as soon as we get ready for the flower toss." said the groom.


Amit and Ishah rushed to go under the guarantee because they were going to follow the flower arrest.


All the invited guests were getting ready to make a wedding flower arrest, Amit and Isyah were in the middle of the crowd there.


"Alright, we're gonna start throwing our flowers countdown, one, two, three!"said the MCs and the two brides throwing their flowers.


Everyone jumped and Isha who got the flower along with Amit, Isyah looked at Amit's face and then he jumped because he was happy to get the flower.


"Hey, we got it, Bang." said Isyah with great joy and Amit pretended to be happy by smiling with everyone.


Amit pulled Isha back, making Isha instantly silent and following Amit's steps, when they came outside Amit to release his hand.


"Why did you catch the flower, Brother came along just pretending it was not real." said Amit while rubbing his face rough.


"What if we take this flower" said Isyah who smiled to see the bridal flower in her hand.


"Gini, if it's still booty mature. You know that if a man and a woman catch this flower simultaneously then they will be a mate," Amit revealed made Isyah drop the flower he held.


Hopefully all that is just a back myth, I don't want to marry the North Pole like this if I marry him I will definitely catch a cold every day. For he was very cold and cold there was no warmth whatsoever from him, the inner Isha.


Amit left Isha inside the wedding building again because he was left behind, while Isyah he took the flowers that he dropped and brought them into the car.


Unfortunately if thrown away, surely this flower is expensive because I am sure how rich people can buy cheap. Batin Ishah's.


Isha saw a masked male figure approaching her and she immediately fainted and was unconscious.


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Amit went into the building he was looking for his enemy yes Gilang, because he had something to convey after being satisfied looking and he did not find the truth Gilang finally he went to his car.


Let it not be that I can still meet him another time, inner Amit.


Amit went inside and he rounded his eyes because he did not see the whereabouts of Isha, he came out and walked while looking for the whereabouts of Isha.


"Throw!"amit shouted but no one answered so he remembered Gilang's words a few days ago.


"Damn, this must have been Gilang!"shouted Amit.


Amit rushed into his car because he was going to approach Gilang at the residence of Gilang, which is not far from the house of Amit.


As long as Amit was constantly thinking about Isha, he was very worried about Isha, he was afraid that Gilang would harm Isha and that was enough to make him feel very guilty.


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