Twins Genius: Two CEOs

Painful memory on wedding day

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Time passes, days change and the clock turns. The sooner, until it was not felt in the end, the day arrived as well. The day that they will officially tie their sacred vows on the wedding altar.

NT Hotel, is an elite hotel where they will have their wedding. Fanny spent hundreds of millions of dollars just to rent the building one day, the money she spent not only on it, but to rent WO, not to mention the cost of making a wedding dress, and so forth including wedding dowry in the form of pearl necklace south sea pearl. Pearls cost hundreds of millions of seeds. And all the savings he specifically saved for Francisco finally used as well.

While the invited guests have begun to arrive, unlike the case with Aphrodite who is now preparing in the bridal dressing room. The woman sat in front of the mirror of her dressing table wearing a dress specially designed by Fanny.

"Gosh, miss. Can you stop crying? The make-up is so faded," said the woman who works as a bridal makeup. The woman had polished her face many times, fixing the make-up she was wearing that continued to fade due to the tears that kept flowing down her cheeks.

Aphrodite fell silent, she lowered her head. She cut the dress she was wearing. It felt really claustrophobic, the memory kept spinning in his mind. Every time she saw herself in the wedding dress she was in, she kept remembering the events of the day. The day that his beloved world was destroyed in just one day.

"Huft~" Aphrodite let out a long sigh, she tried to eliminate the tightness in her chest. Unfortunately, that didn't go away from him.

THE CZECH!

The entrance was opened, revealing the figure of Jenia whose image was visible from the reflection of the mirror in front of Aphrodite.

"Dite?" Call Jenia as she walks over to Aphrodite who is sitting there.

Aphrodite was silent without turning her head, while the woman who became the bridal makeup turned to Jenia who had just arrived.

"Sorry, but can you leave us a minute?" Jenia asked the woman.

"Oh, well, miss. Then I'm sorry," she said, leaving Aphrodite and Jenia both in there.

BLAM!

The door was tightly closed. And in it now there is only Aphrodite and Jenia who are still standing while looking at the back of her best friend who sat in front of the mirror.

"Dite" he said, holding both shoulders of Aphrodite. Standing right behind Aphrodite.

"Look how beautiful my best friend is" Jenia murmured with a smile. His two beads looked at Aphrodite through the reflection of the mirror before him.

"There is only one lacking" he murmured, who then shifted the chair Aphrodite was sitting on, making the chair face to face with her.

Jenia crouched down before him, then clasped Aphrodite's hands together.

"You should smile. It's your happy day" he said softly, smilingly at Aphrodite.

Aphrodite was still silent without answering, her face still tearful. He slowly looked up at Jenia in front of him.

Jenia got up, she hugged Aphrodite to calm her down a little. Jenia understood it was hard, and she understood it was painful. Jenia understood what it was like to be kept in the shadows by such a painful past.

Aphrodite hugged him tightly back, this was what she needed right now. The backrest for him complained, spilling all the feelings that were in his chest.

"You're strong. I believe that, and I'm sure you can get through it" Jenia said quietly, right in Aphrodite's ear. "It's hard, but I know. Slowly you will be able to forget Vier and live your life as the wife of Francisco."

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BLAM!

The door of the dressing room was closed slowly by her. "I hope she can deal with her trauma" Jenia murmured. He turned around ready to step, but his steps came to a halt when he was suddenly startled by the figure of Francisco who had been standing at the door.

"You're finally out, too. What about Aphrodite? Is she okay?" Ask Francisco worriedly. The man, now wearing a tuxedo, looked at Jenia, asking for Jenia's explanation about his future wife, who he heard crying in the bridal dressing room.

"What are you doing here? The groom is forbidden to come in here!" Jenia said she did not heed the question from Francisco.

"Reply answer my question, don't divert the conversation."

"Aphrodite is fine."

"really? But why is she crying?"

"Where do you know she's crying?"

"Mama got a complaint from the man who dressed her, and she asked him to calm Aphrodite down. Because I was worried, so I rushed here to check on her."

"That's what it looks like."

"Now has he calmed down?"

"Yes. He's calm."

"Then why is she crying? Did something happen?" Francisco asked still wondering what really happened to Aphrodite.

Jenia was silent for a moment before answering a question from Francisco.

"I hope you understand that this is not an easy thing for Aphrodite. He was traumatized by the events he experienced when he was abandoned by Vier, first. So every time he saw an event like this, it always made him remember the events of that time. Therefore, understand. Because this isn't easy for him."

"A-ah, that's it." Francisco lowered his head. He understood now, the reason why Aphrodite was crying.

"Yes. Oh yeah, now you better get ready. Isn't the main event starting soon?"

"Yes. Youre right. Then I'm back."

"Yes. I will also return to the hall, and wait together with the others."

"Well," said Francisco.

The next second, Jenia then moved from her current place. Stepping away left Francisco alone at the door of Aphrodite's dressing room.

After Jenia's departure, Francisco was silent for a moment. His two eyes slowly looked up at the door of the bride's dressing room.

"Huft~" Francisco let out a long sigh.

"I hope everything goes well" he murmured. The next second he turned around then stepped away leaving where he was at this moment.

While Francisco and Jenia went from there, unlike the case with Aphrodite who has now begun to calm down. The woman who was now sitting wrapped in a wedding dress was currently majestically silent as she looked at herself through the reflection of the mirror in front of her.

"What Jenia said earlier had a point as well. I can definitely get through this, and I can definitely forget all these painful memories, "her inner self. Both hands raised slowly wiping the tears that had originally soaked both cheeks decorated with make-up.

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