Virally

111. Wedding preparations

...The soul mate is a mystery...

...nobody knows for sure...

...where the heart will be anchored...

...Put it on the destiny line...

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Three months to my day

We rewinded the event time to three months. Some vendors are full in the first two months.

I also have to prepare the administration for the completion of the terms of marriage. Bian is not domiciled in our area while the agreement is done in my place, Reception is done in two places.

I don't know how the Bian family took care of the three-month event in Jakarta, but with the connections and financials they have it doesn't seem to matter.

"Retreat one more month and longer" complained Bian when we just returned from finishing administration at the religious office.

"We've been through this relationship for two more years, just add another 30 days, Brother. It won't be long,"

"I really want it to be valid tomorrow, Finally the ring from me is embedded in your finger," replied Bian as he grabbed my hand. I will slowly clear it immediately.

"Sister, it's not good to see people" I said because we walked together to the parking lot at the religious office. Without doing that from just now many who glanced at the charming face of my future husband. Make your chest tight, I'm jealous.

"Eh, Forgot..," Bian smiled showing off his dimples. We had entered Bian's antique car when my netra saw a monkey toy on the car's dashboard.

"Why? he's funny. Do you remember anything when you saw it? want nostalgia? I missed that moment,"

"Don't be silly, we're in the office parking lot. Ah, my brother. Ntar was raided too, Only three months left," I remember Bian Prasetya.

"Who knows you're getting married, you don't have to wait three months," Bian always makes me anxious and pinches his arm. Where is the cool and cuey style of Bian, bribing when being my lover. He's warm and nice if we're together.

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I turned off my phone after the plane took off. Tasya has urged me to go to Jakarta to meet designer Zannah Jovanka.

She couldn't wait to help design the kebaya and the dress I was going to wear. Sure enough, I just stepped out of the passenger exit at the airport. Her pretty face was waving towards me.

"I can't wait for this moment" Tasya said as we entered the car. Tasya's driver smiled faintly looking at us.

"Yes there's a need where I can just come here,"

"Later to go to town, you see the preparations, the plans are in the Prasetya family building on the green hill for the reception?"

"That's the plan, then,"

The car drove straight to Zannah. I haven't even stopped by the hotel to check in.

It seems that I do have to get used to the rhythms of the Anugrah and Prasetya families, when they have a desire. Adapt one way to survive enjoying life.

After three hours we finally arrived at Zannah's place. He is more attractive than his appearance on the television screen.

"Other times better we charter a helicopter, Nggrek. This is a waste of time" Tasya grumbled.

"There was indeed a hall to land in," I murmured that I had wanted to ask but it was void.

He's a spoiled princess, not Bian's taste. I remember what Danar said. I don't think it is like that, when born with facilities that are all complete and easy to have. For Tasya, this is common.

I tried to refrain from being tacky when Reina the famous singer was in the same place. My hands are already itching to take a cell phone for a photo together.

"Reina's... Introduce this would-be bride, Orchid. Reina is one of the singers who will fill your reception" Tasya said when dealing with Reina. I strengthen my legs to hear it. Almost fainted.

"Our executive producer's wife, huh? any requests for songs to be sung?" ask Reina kindly.

"I'll talk to Bian first" my voice slowly came out. A situation that even in a dream is never present.

Our attention was diverted to Zannah when she approached me. Tasya gave me some ideas for the kebaya plan. Then he discussed with Zannah.

"Are you excited about Tasya?" zannah's comments saw how excited Tasya was.

"I like to prepare events like this, it's a pity that the opportunity to dabble in this field has not yet come. Papa actually began to introduce his shipyard company, I'm hard to find a reason to avoid this time because my lecture has been completed,"

"Just tell me the truth" Zannah replied seeing Tasya's face grow cloudy.

"I don't want to let them down because I'm the only hope they have, maybe if I can have a potential husband who can be trusted like Setya. My problem is lighter,"

I just kept quiet, From Zannah and Tasya's interactions it seemed they had a close relationship. Tasya has very good taste. How many times did he advise on Zannah's plans. After all this time, Tasya finally nodded in satisfaction.

In Jakarta with Tasya, I spent time with shoe designers, famous MUA and Bridal henna specialists.

"She can paint henna as you want Even if it's Bian's face you want" Tasya said as she tidied up my wind-shrinking hair.

"Your hair is dry Orchid, you can try my hair vitamins. I've also had dry hair, too" she suggested.

"Thank you Tasya, you're so considerate,"

Finally today I returned to our place to take care of my wedding preparations.

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Two months before H

Today I was with Bian discussing with Lika, one of the team of wedding organizers we chose.

We chose Lika because she also doubles as a wedding planner. So you can discuss many things that cover the preparation of the event.

My forehead wrinkled when I saw the catering list. Most of the best options come from Kenzo-owned restaurants and catering. He dominates this business in my area apparently.

We have selected vendors for the reception events in our city except catering.

"Why don't you choose catering from her restaurant?" bian asked when we were in the car. Bian still refuses to mention Kenzo's name.

"I don't feel good about Ken's family, because the time difference with his proposal isn't too long" I replied honestly.

"Still keeping his feelings? you know when Miepa's grand opening. I nearly beat him up for obstructing the supply of raw materials to 'Black and White' and 'On Soul'.." Bian's voice trembled withstanding emotions.

"Because you were wrong at the time, Ken did say that he would give you a warning," I answered remembering Ken's anger that night.

"Yes, but I've been affected by Danar's annoyance,"

"You were constantly pestering people's girlfriends back then" my tease made Bian look embarrassed.

"Yes, I'm angry at him actually because he's the kind of nice guy from a respectable family. It's not an easy thing to fight and your family will definitely agree to it" I'm Bian finally.

"You're worried about being late, aren't you?" ask me to make sure to Bian.

"Yes, Honey. I'm afraid of losing you"

"All has passed. Don't tell the ex again, yeah,"

"Yes, Maharani Orchid,"

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1.5 Months before the day

Today, I'm in my private room at the Miepa restaurant with Tasya. Yep... He came from Jakarta last night. Special brings kebaya and finished dresses from Zannah.

Today Tasya wants to see the preparations for my reception in our city. He is careful and choosy.

"I want you to feel perfection in the show" he replied as Bian protested with his behavior.

We're in my room, Bian's taking us to Miepa.

"It's easier to talk without a man, sometimes they're annoying" Tasya said as he picked up a cold boba.

"Nggrek, your couch has buttons. It looks a bit strange. Why not choose one without buttons?" the tanyanya makes me smile wide. Gosh, he who initially looked meek and sweet at the beginning of the introduction. It is precisely now that his pattern of behavior reminds me of someone.

Tokk.

The knock on the door diverted our attention from the buttons on the sofa. Rika's head poked at the door.

"Sister, there's Kenzo," said Rika's voice but it jolted me. Long life once when it just crossed my mind.

Kenzo came in with a fresh face and navy shirt. She blends in with jeans and kets, more relaxed than usual.

"What's the matter? sorry for not calling to meet. I saw your car in the parking lot so I'm guessing you're here" Kenzo said as he greeted me. I could see Tasya sitting on the sofa watching our interaction with interest.

"It's okay Ken, Oh yeah introduce this Tasya," Ken doesn't seem to notice Tasya's presence on the couch in the corner of the room.

I pulled the sofa stool next to my chair. Now Tasya and I are sitting opposite Kenzo.

"Kenzo,"

"Kittya,"

Brief, dense and very clear their introductions. Tasya looked even quieter as Kenzo came along.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the timing, your restaurant hasn't joined the set yet. I've sent one of our colleagues to get to you, but he hasn't had time to do it yet" Kenzo said, handing out an envelope with the organization logo.

"Well, Ken I want to join the Restaurant and Cafe Entrepreneur Association that you hold now, any conditions," said I deliberately mention complete because seeing Tasya look at Kenzo without a blink.

"Your face is bleeding, is there a scratch? you all right?" sela Tasya who makes Kenzo look gasp.

"Oh, Masa? I was in a hurry to shave my mustache,"

"It's try to see for yourself," Tasya took a pink mirror from inside her bag. Showing Kenzo, Not long after that they discussed about face cream to get rid of it.

"Thank you for the advice but I used to use my mama's recipe" Ken subtly refused to Tasya.

"Mama Ken is a dermatologist" I told Tasya. Make Tasya's lips form the letter O.

Maybe if I could have a potential husband who can be trusted like Setya. My problem is lighter,"

Tasya's words how many days ago re-energized. I was thinking too much ahead but it was not wrong not to introduce them.

Kenzo is handsome, he is attractive and has charisma. According to Laura's story, Kenzo is not easy to choose a partner. Tasya is beautiful and kind, they are hurt by love.

Is it a mistake if I think far right now?

"Kenzo, Tasya is Bian's cousin. Soon Bian and I are getting married. Our wedding planner suggested your catering," obviously I slowly made the brown bead glow with stifled emotions.

I'm playing with fire right now but there's a goal I want to do. For the two people in this room.

"Oh the catering is yours, you can visit your place to see the menu," asked Tasya gently. Kenzo turned towards Tasya when he saw the girl in front of him. The eye is back to normal. A smile rises on Kenzo's lips.

"Maybe, when's the show?" reply Kenzo. I breathed a sigh of relief as Kenzo's expression relaxed again.

"I'm sorry Ken, it's 1.5 months away" I said slowly and carefully.

"I'll try to give my best to you, Nggrek," Kenzo's voice softly.

"If it doesn't interfere with your time, may I stop by the menu? as 'times' of their show. I held the mandate to help them" Tasya repeated.

He recalled Tasya when he asked for an arranged marriage with Bian. This gentle-looking girl harbors her own abilities when liking someone.

Similarly, when Kenzo asked me to be his girlfriend. He did not ask but directly wrapped the ring on my ring finger.

Two people who have confidence, that they have a charm that is hard to resist. Tasya 'someone' princess, he's spoiled. Kenzo is a man who always spoils his lover.

Kenzo implicitly wanted a motherly woman, I remembered how painstaking Tasya was when accompanying her brother. He took over even though there were assistants back then.

I was playing with luck when I said this. It can be if you hang on to hope. It's too early to conclude.

My job is to introduce them to each other. Let the line of destiny take on its own role.

In front of me, Two people with the same brown bead, well-groomed white skin, the same tall lean body were discussing each other about the food menu, About the heat of the air today, about the heat of the air today,Sunblock and sunscreen are good to use.

I don't know how much they talk about and I'm just a spectator.