Wedding Disasters

About Azura

This afternoon jams have begun to decompose when compared to a few hours ago when Xora will meet Kania. The girl was sitting in a coffee shop. While waiting for Kala, he is engrossed in surfing the virtual world with one main keyword - Kania Wiratama - the rest of his derivative keywords such as, 'Life of Kania Wiratama', 'Pacar Kania Wiratama', 'Wiratama Family', 'Biography of Alexander Wiratama' to 'Kania Wiratama Gossip'.

As the son of wealthy businessman Alexander Wiratama, Kania certainly had tastes far above average. Unlike his father who often appears on television or other digital media, it turns out Kania figure is not much highlighted by the media. The last keyword that Xora typed before Kala appeared before her was Tex. Xora was curious about Kania's future husband. Honey when he typed Tex was not what he wanted.

"Old time, Ra?" ask Kala while pulling the chair, then sit down.

"Udah, but no problem. I'm the one who came to a trifle." Xora got up from her seat and continued her words, "As usual, right?"

Kala held his thumb up high, after which read the morning newspaper arranged on the next shelf. "This canary?" chirps Kala shortly after Xora re-orders americano for Kala.

"Huh? Where's?" Xora immediately grabbed the newspaper that was still in Kala's hands. "I didn't find the information earlier. It turned out to hang on the next shelf," Xora said as she read the news title in her heart.

When resigned alone, it is much better he enjoyed his Americana just delivered to the table than having to scramble the newspaper with Xora, for news that is less important according to him.

"How come there's no info about her future husband, anyway?"

Kala put down the cup and moved to sit next to Xora. "What husband candidate? Which one?"

"This Kania's husband-to-be." Xora pointed at Kania's face in the newspaper.

"important?"

Xora's two eyeballs became more and more rounded, narrowly falling, "Important! As her wedding organizer, I should be able to get to know Kania and Tex, even for each couple, personally in no time. Trouble is, I have to get to know the bride and groom personally from the way she talks, the way she walks, the way she dresses, the way she combs her hair, the way she laughs, the way she walks"

"the way of walking is already called," sambar Kala.

"Ah yes, that sort of thing. I need to know everything, Kala. Her hobbies, her favorite food, her favorite color. All that so they can feel happy and satisfied because what they want I can translate flawlessly."

Kala nodded. Whether you care or not, he finally asks, "Every couple do you like?"

"You mean?"

"I mean, what is it about the other couple that your make-up is that too? So a self-styled detective to know how the way is .. what his hobby is. Not because it's Kania, is it?"

"Yes sure. I took their social media lead," I'm proud Xora.

"Yes, Kala. Unfortunately this Kania is very mysterious to me, as well as a challenge." Xora's eyes sparkled as if he had just conquered the highest mountain peak.

"You know what Kania told me?"

Kala shook his head.

Xora sat up and faced Kala who was next to her. The girl cleared her throat for a while and began to follow Kania's way of speaking in such a way that her interlocutor was stunned. "I leave it all to you. You are recommended because of your good reputation. I believe you." Xora's voice returned to normal just like the real Xora, "That's what she said."

"Oh."

"Oh? Which really is? That's Kania you said." Xora did not accept that the man only said 'Oh' after his long effort of the past ten minutes.

"I often hear my clients talking to me, too," said Kala with a grin.

Upset, Xora rolled up the newspaper and smacked it into Kala's shoulder. The man also tried to avoid while laughing amusedly because in the end Xora could only hit carelessly important regarding the body parts of Kala.

"Udah is enough," grinned Kala who is now back sitting in his place. "So what's your plan?" continued.

Xora took a deep breath, then confirmed the disheveled collar of her shirt. "I've got a little shadow. I'll offer you a few concepts at once next week. At our next meeting. And reportedly, the second meeting will be the same as her future husband." Xora clenched both her hands to her face. "Well, surely Kania's future husband is rich, handsome .. uh, must be a compatible couple. The Royal Wedding."

Sipping his American cup again. He felt his friend was getting more and more exaggerated.

"So you're ready to join us next week, right? Your best caterer, Kala."

"More than ready, Xora. It's not hard" he said with a satire smile.

Ugh sucks. "Okay, so what's your plan?"

"My plan? A moment." He grabbed something from his pants pocket. "Here," he said, pushing a small box on the table until it reached Xora.

"What's this?" Xora picked up the maroon colored box. On its edge was a sweet circular gold ribbon. Then he opened the box. A ring with one medium-sized eye, sparkling. "When?"

"Will you marry me, Ixora Amelia?"