Tomboy's Wife the President

Wedding Preparation

A red face of embarrassment was evident when Aarav and Vienna left his father's room. Holding back the laughter of Vienna took his eyes off the man.

“Don't pull can't?!” vienna said as she forcefully pulled her wrist.

But Aarav still held on with a reflex of pulling back his firmer hand. Makes Vienna grimace in pain.

“You okay?” quickly holding his wrists reddened by being clasped roughly, “A little according to me Vienna. I won't hurt you.”

The man quickly lifted Vienna in his arms, holding his future wife gently.

Hey, you're crazy huh.

The one that hurts is my hand, why even carry me.

In his arms Aarav whispered softly before Vienna's body leaned into the car seat slowly.

“I am the person who least wants you to hurt.” His voice sounded softly. Made Vienna turn her face in shame.

This time the girl was sitting in the back seat, while Aarav was driving the car.

“Where is Rania?” ask Vienna curious.

“So you don't like spending time with me?!” back to chiming in with a irritating tone.

“Not so..”

“Then what?!”

“Usually Rania who brought her car is.” Trying to save yourself for the most convincing reason.

Aarav was silent and doing the car at moderate speed, until twenty minutes passed and the sound of Aarav waking himself up slowly.

“Where is this?” vienna said with his life still ruled by his sleepiness.

Aarav was already sitting in the back seat of the car and kept shaking his body to get up and look around him.

“This is at the funeral?!” Vienna aghast.

Damn, did he bring me here to bury me alive.

How about this, I'll die if I talk too much.

“You are crazy? Lower your voice! Otherwise I could have strangled you.” Smirk evil.

“No! don't do that Aarav.” Holding the man's arm in front of him, begging him not to really do his crazy intentions.

Aarav grinned triumphantly. There was nothing else that would make him happy more than this.

“Come! We'll ask for my blessing from Ibu.” He turned his face and got out of the car.

Forgetting, Vienna had even forgotten that in front of him this was the man who nine years ago lost his mother. The man who was inexplicably a little Viennese wanted to extend his shoulder to be bitten as tears spilled over Aarav's cheeks.

Aarav opened the back door of the car and exited it by leading Vienna's steps, showing where his mother was staying quietly. With tightly clasped hands, Vienna was able to see the sadness on her future husband's face.

Stop in a tomb whose grass grows densely and lush as if to signify the life of Mother there is already happy. This time unlike earlier, Aarav slowly rested there, as if he did not care about the clean and classy suit he was wearing.

Sitting there and kissing her mother's headstone, “Mother, I brought your future daughter-in-law. The woman you satiated with me.”

His voice sounded hoarse, holding back tears that forced him to fall. Trying to break the sadness of the situation, Vienna rubbed the shoulder plan of her future husband. As if giving strength to stay firm and firm.

“Ask permission from our Mom.” He led Vienna with both hands.

“Mother, thank you for bringing my future husband into the world and educating him to be a good child. I'll take care of it as best I can.” While continuing to wipe the headstone in front of him.

A few moments in my mother's grave. Vienna realized that there was only a pitiful look on Aarav's face.

That's enough. Let me end this sad drama.

“Come, I won't like seeing you this weak.” Vienna gently grasped Aarav's arm, leading him to get up and leave the cemetery.

Twice he made promises to two people that Aarav loved very much. Such as guaranteeing that their sons will not be harmed and will not be harmed by others.

The wedding day will arrive quickly. Just three more days, and the girl who always wears that plain shirt will be Madame Zayn Property.

***

Far from the warm atmosphere that surrounds Aarav and Vienna, in the lobby of the luxury building Rey is busy watching the wedding decorations.

Highlight the firm eyes and eyelashes and eyebrows that are thick with black color, look very meticulous to see how the design of the wedding organizer that stands behind him.

The room was already half conjured with bone white mixed with other young colors. Looks comfortable to the eyes.

The phone in Rey's pocket vibrates.

“Master, I brought everything you requested.” The man across the phone politely said.

“Ke my apartment now.” Rey ruled with a resolute tone while her face remained with a cold expression.

In front of the luxury apartment building, the adjutant who met him the other day was waiting. Rey entered the room with the man. It seemed to be laying his back on the sofa while the aide was already busy opening the data he was carrying.

Rey seemed to be massaging her forehead, signifying the many complicated problems the man was dealing with.

“Can I explain it now, Mister?” pinta the adjutant is polite.

“Still no one will come here.” Obviously Rey to undo the intention of his adjutant to explain all the data to be shown.

The doorbell rang, and Rey got up and opened the door to her apartment. Rania was standing there.

“You've arrived?” holding his sister's hand to enter the room.

Rey, the cold-handed man everyone knows in the company and everywhere she's been. Perhaps in history, nil women could build a good relationship with him, because of his cold attitude and his feet.

But not so with Rania, the only sister who really should be treated more gently.

Almost every woman who knows him understands that no one is able to approach his personal life let alone become a woman that Rey wholeheartedly protects. But deep down, there was Rania who was chosen to be the only woman who could easily make her melt.

Until many people who see the relationship of the two more like a lover. For her, Rania is a little sister to be cherished. Although the girl also maintains the same cold attitude, but pampering him is the best path that Rey has.

“Sit here. Because soon you too will be instrumental in destroying the wicked plans of that woman.” Rey said firmly.

Rey and Rania are on the couch. While his aide began to explain all the plans in an orderly manner, what to do and when the evil woman named Alina would begin her plan.

“Be careful Miss Rania. Alina's man was definitely chosen specifically.”

“You can do it, wait until I come.” Rey rubbed her sister's head gently with a faint smile.

Stay with special treatment for his sister. It was easy for the man to hold his hand and stroke his sister's hair. While out there his interlocutors either men or women know him as a refrigerator man with an above average cold attitude.

Brother, tell me how many women have failed to see this smile of yours.

If they knew your gentle demeanor, they would have already made your smile.