Two Rings of the CEO

Sah

Mentari still hide shyly to show a golden light in the eastern horizon. The chirping of the melodious bird is mutual, as if glorifying how beautiful the gift of the creator who with all his generosity, tirelessly revives the morning atmosphere of the day.

All residents of the Arkana house Surya Atmadja looked excited. Whether the owner of the house, the bodyguard or all the servants who serve the kind family. A happy smile did not fade from their tired faces.

The magnificent house in the fox in such a way that it resembles a wedding reception building with living flower decorations on all sides. Chefs who work hard from the morning blind, are now able to complete various types of food arranged in the buffet table at the right time.

Not much different. The faces of the male chefs were no less sparkling with pleasure. Every meal that was served, tucked in a sincere prayer that he addressed to the two brides. Although so many questions are stored in their minds, but the chefs believe that if everything that has become the wishes of the Master, it must be the best.

Behind the happy and sparkling faces of the residents of the house, there was one face that did not look happy at all. A beautiful girl with natural makeup, a low mane and a hairpin with real pearls embedded on her right side.

"Well, Miss is amazingly beautiful" praised a waiter who played a big role in putting on Zara's pretty face.

Zara smiled faintly, "Thank you guys for helping me so much." Those words sounded so sincere from Zara's lips. The girl who in a few hours left the single, looked alternately at some servants who were busy helping her.

Not only the house and its contents were completely changed, the servants were also seen changing the blue uniforms that had become their identity in the Arka residence with clothes that were more elegant and neat than usual.

"Miss, it has indeed become our obligation to always be on standby beside you." Without reducing respect, the waiter who was seen touched by Zara's words, immediately began to glaze over, but in the same second, he said, the young maid immediately rubbed the nearly dripping clear grain and put on a cheerful face. "Miss, the event will start in thirty minutes. It would be nice if Miss wore her current dress," the maid continued by pointing at one elegant white dress with a simple model but it looked very graceful.

"All right." Without hesitation, Zara followed all the servants' words. Until the white dress that almost touched the floor was attached to her body.

"Excuse me Miss. Is everything ready?" Surti sounds filled the room. Zara, who finished with her style, turned around.

"Bi Surti." Zara looked at the middle-aged woman who had helped her. "You can get out. There is Bi Surti who will help me," Zara asked some of the servants who helped her.

After bowing their heads, the servants quickly left the room of the prospective Nonanya.

Zara who could no longer stem her emotions, immediately hit the middle-aged woman's body and cried bitterly in her arms. As if able to feel the sadness that Zara was feeling, Surti just kept quiet and rubbed the small back wrapped in a soft white dress.

"Cry if Miss wants to cry. This old shoulder will always be a backrest under any circumstances" Surti said calmly.

Zara is sobbing. No matter how many drops of wounds wet his cheeks.

"I'm a bad Bi, I'm a girl with no heart. But I swear in the name of God, if everything that happens isn't of my own accord, Bi."

Surti breathed deeply. Like other servants, Surti also looks neater than usual.

"Aunt believe you."

Zara loosened her arms. Netra was staring at the two Netra surti.

"Auntie is a mother, if the daughter who has been raised and educated affectionately, then suddenly and unknowingly married to a man who has a family, how does aunt feel? Let's answer me Bi?" Zara slightly shook Surti's body so that the woman would answer.

"Miss must be sick."

Surti cried in silence and crouched back Zara's body tightly.

"I'm sure that Mr. Arka has good reason to marry Miss, despite having Miss Anastasya." Surti gently rubbed both of Zara's cheeks. "We're down Miss. Everyone was waiting downstairs. It's not good to delay good intentions."

Zara nodded. Towards the dresser, the beautiful lady again polished her face that had worn off.

*****

All eyes were on two beautiful women in matching color dresses down the stairs to the ground floor. Anastasya who was on the right side, always looked at Zara's arm, to strengthen it.

While Arka and dozens of other pairs of eyes, seem to admire the beauty of the little girl who is getting closer to him. The handsome man in a silver suit and a dark blue tie looked quite tense facing off against a bully in front of him. While on the other hand, it appeared to sit a middle-aged bodyguard as the bride's guardian.

Anastasya took Zara to an empty seat on the left side of the Ark. Then spread the white cloth on the heads of the two brides.

Cold sweat began to pour when Zara ventured to look up. Swallowed his saliva with great difficulty when he realized so many pairs of eyes were witnessing his sacred event. But the girl realized that no outsiders were invited. All pairs of eyes that were watching were the servants and guards in the house of Arka.

"How's the Ark, is it ready?" A ruler who played an important role in the implementation of marriage began to open his voice.

"To the bride's guardian, do you want to marry her daughter or be represented?"

The matured bodyguard wearing a long shirt and neatly arranged hair gave the bride to be married directly by the pengulu.

"For the groom, is it ready."

"Ready." Arka answered firmly.

The ruler began to stretch out his hand and was greeted instantly by Arka. Zara was only able to stare at the tight grip of Arka's burly hand that was about to pronounce the holy oath of marriage.

"Arkana brother Surya Atmadja I marry and marry you to Azzara Binti Jamil Rusli with a diamond ring dowry and a set of prayer instruments paid for reaping." At the end of the sentence penghulu jerk hands and welcome the loud voice Arka who filled the room.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Azzara Biantika Binti Jamil Rusli with the dowry paid in cash." In one breath.

"How are the witnesses?"

"Well..." answered all the Arka workers simultaneously.

"Alhamdulillah...."

Unrelenting praise and thanksgiving from all witnesses and related parties. Arka and Anastasya are no exception. Without hesitation Arka stretched out her hand, a little hesitating Zara greeted her and kissed the back of the burly hand.

Arka's sturdy body slowly drew closer towards Zara, then landed a gentle kiss on the little girl's forehead. Zara was closed for a moment when she felt a touch of warm lips touch her forehead. Feeling a sense of stranger, which for the first time he felt.