Trapped by Pandora

EPILOGUES

Alin clenched himself in front of the mirror in a bone white wedding dress. Sabrina's neck-cut dress, long-sleeved, subordinate models expand and not too dangle. Simple dress, but looks elegant. The hair is curled with a small tiara made of silver material studded with diamond grains. Natural makeup, not too thick, accentuates the rounded eyes and tiny lips.

Today is his wedding day with Beryliano Monza. Father of three children who have managed to steal his heart. The man was twenty years older than her, but was able to remove the wounds of romance that Alin had once felt. The man who can bring a rainbow in his soul after a cloudy roll. Alin smiled happily.

"Mommy's Alin!" yelled Kishika called her name.

“Halo, Babe!” Alin welcomes prospective children.

“Wah, Mommy is so beautiful!” puji Kishika's.

“You are also beautiful, kok!”

“I'm so happy, finally Daddy is not single anymore!” cananda Mallory's.

“Hush, you are this!” reprimand Alin.

“And I said what it is, Mom! Daddy has been too busy dealing with children, parents, business until there is no time for yourself. Now there is Mommy who will take care of Daddy.”

“Indeed as a child you don't want to take care of Daddy?” Alin asked back.

“Yes, it's not so! Daddy's a tough guy, stubborn, irritable. We will fight later! But if it's Mommy, Daddy's really cool. I was like a chick afraid of being left behind by its mother,” always Mallory who made Alin chuckle.

“Ah, time anyway?”

“Only the same Kika,” Mallory glanced at her youngest sister who was a beard.

“Just call it Mommy's name, Daddy must have fallen!”

Mallory laughed freely, especially when remembering Beryl's behavior some time ago. At that time, Mallory again seduced his daddy to give permission to study in London after he graduated High School. However, Beryl remained firm in her stance. He insisted on forbidding his daughter to stay away from the family.

“If Daddy keeps banning, I'll tell Mommy Alin!” menacam Mallory's.

“Why should you tell Mommy Alin?” Beryl was astonished, now that her children were listening to Alin more than she was.

“Because of Mommy who has made me at one of the best campuses in London!”

“What?” beryl Sahut.

“Yes, Mommy said I could go to college in London as long as I stayed at Yosrey's house. Mommy doesn't want me to stay alone unattended. If Daddy keeps banning, I'll talk to Mommy to discuss his registration.”

Mallory put on a pouty look. He knew he would not win against Beryl's decision, so he deliberately mentioned Alin's name as a shield. His father will not refuse the wishes of the future wife because it has already been in love.

“Wait! No need to cancel!” beryl said as Mallory was about to leave.

Beryl would not argue with Alin rather than the girl nagging and eventually breaking down if her request was rejected. He'd go crazy if Alin stayed away from him again.

“Yes!” mallory shouted in her heart.

“But, remember the terms! You must live with the Yosrey family! I will ask Zhiggy to watch over you closely for twenty-four hours!”

“Oh, Dad! You are so outrageous! Twenty-four hours?” Mallory lays out her protest. He could imagine how his life would be if twenty-four hours were guarded by bodyguards. It's gonna be very boring.

“Twenty-four hours or nothing! Daddy is confident that Mommy Alin will agree to this decision. How about, young lady?” Mallory had to agree.

“Deal!” replied Mallory fiercely.

“Good girl!” Beryl ruffled her daughter's hair.

Mallory's really glad it's not a bitch. His father married a beautiful and kind doctor, he and his two younger siblings could feel the affection of a mother again, and his dream of college in London would come true. All of these are the gifts of the complete package that God has given him.

“Princessa, are you ready?” ask Yola.

“Sure, Mom! I’m ready,” Alin replied straightforwardly.

“Come, we're out!”

Kishika holds Alin's left hand and leads her on her way to the wedding ceremony. Their wedding was held at the Yosrey family's residence. They deliberately designed a simple wedding party and only attended by relatives and close friends. They do not want a glamorous party that reduces the sacredness of the wedding ceremony.

Alin's happiness grew when he saw Papa Vishaka, Aunt Naima, and Ragnala coming to accompany him. Ragnala ran around hugging her favorite friend.

“Alin! You are finally married! Congratulations yes, Bestie!”

“Thank’s yes, La!” 

“Oh my gosh! You're the one who married why I'm the one who creeps dangdut, huh?” ragnala shouted with his cake.

“Hahaha, you are funny!”

Naima pushes Vishaka's wheelchair and directs him towards Alin. The girl who once shut herself off from the world, drowning in grief, traumatized by love, now looks a gurat of cheerfulness etched on her face. There was no more glaring eyes that he had always seen. Naima is proud of Alin's struggle to break free from the shackles of the past.

“Papa!” Alin hugged his papa, tears dripping unnoticed.

“Nak, congratulations yes! Be happy with the one who loves you. The road is steep, but you see God is so good!” Vishaka rubbed the back of his daughter's hand.

“Yes, Pa! Thank you, because Papa has always been there for me all this time. Papa is really a super hero to me,” Alin kissed his papa's forehead.

“You are Papa's daughter forever,” Vishaka stares at his daughter moved.

“Papa when to marry Aunt Naima?” whispered Alin makes Vishaka strangled because his daughter destroyed his novelty.

“Alin, come on baby!” Yola reminds me that the wedding procession is about to begin.

Beryl stood gallantly with a bone-white tuxedo, matching the dress Alin wore. He was flabbergasted to look at the beauty of his lady puja. Just waiting for a second the graceful woman would be his wife, his soul mate. Until now, he still does not believe that at the age of almost half a century get extraordinary blessings. Falling in love with a young girl, her best friend's son, and the niece of her first love. Destiny is ridiculous.

The ruler invited the two of them to sit in their respective places. Once all is ready, the penghulu also started his kabul ijab event. Beryl shook the hand of Othman Valdi Yosrey with firm conviction, no more doubts.

“I thank her marriage Alin Odity bint Othman Valdi Yosrey ...,” Beryl's voice sounded out loud, echoing throughout the corner of the room.

“SAH!” the witnesses.

Alin kisses Beryl's legitimate hand as her husband. While Beryl changed kissed his wife's forehead. They have become one in a holy marriage. There will be no more past burden. Let the past pass, tucked away in a locked pandora's box.

“Oke, now it's time to throw flowers!” yola shouted excitedly.

Yola was busy organizing everyone who was single standing in line behind the bride and groom. Rigel, Ragnala, Zhiggy, Kaif, and even Naima fall victim to the mistress's excitement.

“Ready! One, two, three!” Alin and Beryl turned around, then threw her bridal bouquet.

All participants moved there and there adjusting to the direction of the flower throw.

“Aduh!” there was a whistling sound, everyone there turned at the same time to the source of the sound.

Mallory was pushed by a team of flower catchers, her body staggered backwards almost falling. A man held his body. As he tried to get up with the help of the man, suddenly a bouquet of flowers floated above him, then landed right on his lap. Spontan Mallory held the bouquet. Everyone was stunned staring at him.

“Rory? Zhiggy?”

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