Tomboy's Wife the President

The Waiting Day (Wedding)

Three days had passed since Aarav and Vienna's departure to the tomb. Now the happy day awaited by all parts of the Zayn Property company has arrived. Wedding of Aarav and Vienna.

That morning the indoor wedding hall was already filled with bone white. The scattered flowers add to the beautiful decor, whether it will be as happy as Aarav and Vienna when seeing their perfect wedding preparations.

Already a week ago Rey arranged and oversaw every inch of this preparation. Of course detail by detail is meticulous if the man is the one holding the affair, let alone this is a happy day for his Young Master.

But for this morning it was as if the man disappeared following his sister. Overnight was the last time people could see him coming to recheck it was as perfect as what place his Young Master would have used to tie Vienna to a sacred relationship.

In this world, there is no more sacred bond to unite two people who love each other than marriage.

Not far from there, in a magnificent room a man was right standing in front of the glass. Look at his perfect appearance in a white suit complete with neatly tied hair.

A happy smile expands on his handsome face, making any woman who follows his appearance fall in love. Although later married, is not the woman out there will not stop chasing even may not mind if made the second.

“I wonder how beautiful my future wife is today.” Mumbled out of his tongue, and in the room he was alone.

The door of the room opened, a middle-aged man who likes flower gardening seemed to be wearing a suit too, no less handsome with his son.

“You ready?” asked with a full-blown appearance.

Aarav nodded steadily. A smile rose again on his handsome face.

“You really look perfect today. It is not in vain that I who became your father bequeath this good looks to you.” Dad stroked his chin gently, acting presumptuous in front of his son.

A flushed face of embarrassment began to fill Aarav's cheeks, but the art of diverting the conversation that had been held at all times, also did not want to lose.

“Let's go Daddy. There will be a female voice echoing in our house besides Rania.” Aarav said as he took a step ahead of his father.

The two men got into the car with Aarav sitting right behind the wheel. Before the car sped under his control, Aarav reached for the phone in his pocket.

“What bodyguards have checked this car before?” asked while turning his gaze to the few men standing firmly beside the car.

“True Young Master.” A man's voice answered from behind the phone.

“If until something happens to you, all your men from the institution will I bury one burrow with you.” With a threatening tone but there was a bit of concern there.

Who else contacted Aarav at this time other than Rey. Being one of the men who are very close to the Lord of his Youth until now. Not only this time Rey becomes the front man protecting Aarav when danger threatens him, or at least like the evil plan that Alina will run now.

On his wedding day, Viennese life was again threatened by being the woman elected by the President to be his wife.

The seatbelt was neatly placed on the father's body, this time Aarav made sure his father was in a safe position and condition. The car darted away from the room where it changed and dressed earlier. Driving at high speed makes the heart race with fear that controls the heart.

But none of the questions came from his father's speech either when his son took control of the car to drive himself, or why his son chose to drive at such a high speed.

About five minutes the car came into the building. Aarav stopped the car and quickly several bodyguards approached him. Get out of the car with his father while fixing his coat that feels tangled, how perfect his appearance is a President.

The road that runs looks empty. There are only two men who occupy important positions in Zayn Property company. The faces of the two even with strokes that looked similar, only different in the haircut.

Aarav and his father were sitting next to each other in the front seat that had been prepared for kabul. With the two Viennese parents also sitting neatly across the table, a happy smile saw the appearance and look of sumringah on the face of his future son-in-law.

While the bride is still hidden and out of nowhere. Of course Rania has ensured its safety.

Penghulu began to recite the prayers then slowly clasped the hand of the Viennese father and guided what sentence he would say to Aarav.

Hands began to stretch and deftly Aarav greeted him, clearly and smoothly kabul spoken from his mouth, and succeeded in one pronunciation session. The entire guest cheered happily.

A happy face filled the spacious and magnificent room of the building. It's not enough just to get there. Two women came down from the stairs of the building in the front corner on the right.

In a bone-white dress, Vienna descended the stairs with Rania accompanying her faithfully beside her. The dress she wore looked long-sleeved complete with lace.

Her neatly-groomed hair and makeup strokes that fit on her face make the entire building look stunning. The views of the guests who had cheered for the success of Aarav said kabul is now completely diverted to Vienna.

A thin seyum expanded on the girl's face, silently glancing at her husband from a distance accompanied by increasingly approaching steps.

This Vienna is very different. If usually only with a plain shirt and subordinate jeans gombrang hit on his body. Today even her dress that swept every inch of the staircase made Aarav seem incapable of blinking.

Until finally, it arrived right in front of her husband. Slowly the girl grabbed Aarav's right hand and kissed him obediently.

Closer the tongue to her husband's ear to whisper, “Congratulations to your success.” Making Aarav's face reddened in shame but held back by the authority that surpassed everything.

Walk session after session of marriage with solemn without significant constraints. While there, Aarav and Vienna sat in one seat, with Rania still faithfully accompanying him beside Vienna.

The girl looked at every guest who greeted and congratulated her Master and Young Miss with careful eyes. Thoroughly watch each wave of hand movements from guests with a smile filled with vigilance.

***

Far from all the happiness felt by the young Master and Miss, even felt by all business colleagues and everyone who has a relationship with the President.

There, in Aarav's room was already standing a man who was as tall as his Young Master. He is Rey.

Grabbing a vibrating mobile phone in his suit pocket, “All prepared Mr.” Said his trusted aide.

“Good.”

That answer ended his conversation with a loyal adjutant. Stepping leisurely out of his Young Master's room.

The trap for Alina's nefarious plan, has already begun.