Wedding Disasters

Tristan Marvino

Xira glanced at the watch. It was half-four in the afternoon. Unlike last week, Xora arrived half an hour early before the arrival of its VVIP client; still in the same place, the luxury restaurant of the client's choice. This time Kala sat down next to Xora. He looked at the ring that was coiling on Xora's ring finger with a ignorant face. There was no 'Yes' answer spoken from Xora's mouth to her 'will you marry me' question a while ago. But after a fairly historic day, Xora always wore a ring from Kala wherever she went. It can be interpreted automatically meaning 'YES'.

"It can be usually, right? Potatoes new rings," Kala chirped for a tap of Xora's finger on the table that was many times with a tempo that had collapsed.

"Don't comment on the ring. I threw it in the river too, nih, long ago." Xora's finger stopped tapping on the table. He took a deep breath, then tried to calm down.

"I thought there was an earthquake," Kala chirped again to the legs of his girlfriend who now does not want to be silent to make their table vibrate smoothly.

"Sst ... noisy." Xora's upset. His feet were silent again. Now Xora folded her arms to her chest. Then the girl tried to relax leaning against the back of the chair.

Kala pulled the seats closer until the sides of their seats were side by side. "What's wrong? Don't you usually think if you want to meet a client?" ask Kala with a serious face. The palm of the man's left hand landed gently touching Xora's strands of hair.

"No idea, here. My feelings are suddenly not good. What's up, huh?"

Kala attached the tip of his index finger to the forehead. Soon his face became serious. Xora's attention was immediately sucked to listen to the analysis of her lover. A moment later, the man said as he stroked his chin, "Maybe."

Xora's teeth twitch. He was upset not playing to hear Kala's answer. He thought he would calm down with that answer. Instead of being calm, he became more and more angry.

"Udah be calm. Don't overvalue Kania Wiratama. Assume all your clients are equal. Don't caste" said suddenly wise Kala.

Admittedly, Kala's words just now were true. But that's not what really makes Xora anxious. Not Kania directly. Something was going after him, but I don't know what it was.

Meanwhile in other places, Kania was very flowery of his heart. She along with her future husband-Tex-is about to leave for Xora's place.

"How was your flight, Dear?" tanya Kania spoiled. The woman immediately leaned her body into Tex's arms jetlagged.

Tex welcomed Kania just now with a gentle swab on the head as well as a warm embrace of long-lost release. "Hmmm, well that's fine. Thirteen hours from Amsterdam" replied Tex.

Kania. Now he clenched both palms facing Tex. "You must be really tired, huh? I promise I'll drive you home right after we meet our WO, Dear."

Tex reached for Kania's hand and then grasped it tightly. "No problem, baby. I'm glad you're excited to have our happy day ready. So all my tiredness will never be worth it."

Kania's cheeks are red. If he could only hear Tex complimenting him on a phone call, he could now see Tex's face in person, real and touchable. The tip of Kania's eyes glanced at his driver who was focusing on the road. Then he brought his face closer to Tex's ear and whispered, "I miss You, Dear."

Tex smiled a smile. The gap between the upper front teeth is visible. Then the man whispered back in Kania's ear with exactly the same words. Those words were already paid off he said, but Tex's lips were still unwilling to move away from Kania's ears. The citrus fragrance mixes with a slight vanilla-like scent that Tex lives in, triggering something unusual, the pheromones.

With his right hand, Tex slowly pulled Kania's chin and brought her closer to the man's face. Tex focused on red lips like strawberries that were ready to be crushed in front of him.

Later ….

"Mbak Kania, we have arrived" said the driver who had been unaware of what his master was doing, or rather pretended to be unconscious.

Both misbehavior, in fact, can not be hidden that the driver was also wrong behavior. Kania immediately thanked him and got out of the car. Tex.

"Honey, let's get here quickly," whispered Kania slowly as she squeezed Tex's arm into the resto. "That's them." Kania pointed to table number nine. Tex followed the directions Kania just mentioned. What Tex saw was a woman and a man chatting. Tex's heart is racing. The man now shuffles his female hair, then the woman retaliates with a very slow blow. They both look very intimate. Tex could feel his blood rustling. He was in that position. With the same woman, Xora. Stories from his past.