Wedding Disasters

Back to the capital

The morning began to dawn, the sound of birds chirping seemed melodious to each other from one branch to the other. The remaining rainwater spots last night still look wet sticking to the verdant foliage along the hill. Cold weather that feels piercing the skin makes the two lovebirds reluctant to move from the thick blanket wrapped in his body, even though the sun has peeked behind the clouds.

Azura further buried her head on the chest of the field that felt warm. He felt a sense of comfort as the huge hand clasped his body possessively. Tristan only commented on the smile of seeing Azura sleeping in her arms. Without any intention to wake her Tristan got rid of the hair tendrils covering her pretty face. She stroked Azura's face starting from her eyebrows, eyes, nose and turning to her thin lips which had become an opium to Tristan.

The cup!

Tristan sprinkled a kiss on the top of Azura's head, it felt like this rare moment did not want Tristan to miss it. Sleeping together, looking at her face every waking up and hugging her all day. And it will happen if Azura is already legitimately the halal partner.

Azura blinked her eyes as she felt a pecking sensation at the top of her head. He jumped in shock as soon as he realized his body was in Tristan's arms.

"Akhhhh...." Azura reflexes pushed Tristan's body straight down. Azura hurriedly covered her body with a blanket. Check all his clothes.

"Huft..still complete, safe."he said sounding relieved.

"Darling what are you doing? Have you pushed me out of bed twice?" Tristan stood up and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Sorry abis you got me, who told me to sleep hugging me!"

"You were the one who told me to get on the bed last night."

A flash of last night's events suddenly revolved in Azura's mind. How they missed the night with a hot kiss that almost. Azura couldn't imagine if she had fallen asleep, maybe this morning Azura and Tristan would regret that they did that before the wedding.

"What happened last night?" tristan Goda.

"Huh you pervert!" Azura hurriedly got off the bed and went into the bathroom. Tristan only shook his head at Azura's departure.

Just five minutes Azura was in the bathroom, suddenly Azura's voice shouted. Sontak Tristan approached the door, and knocked on it in panic.

"Darling what happened?" tristan shouted from outside.

Chequek!

Azura opened the door still in her full clothes, and put on a sullen face.

"This what?" Azura pointed to the red mark that now adorned her neck. He stared at Tristan, making Tristan only scratch his head that did not itch.

"Sa..sad that's kissmark, don't you remember last night?"

"Hiihh.sucks I know what this is, why use this sign everything. This looks like Tristan, how can I get rid of it. What would happen if mama and papah knew." said Azura upset.

"I'm sorry baby, you don't have to worry that you can use the foundation to cover the marks."

"It's really invisible?"

"Dear, try it first!"

"You know very well, lest you have often done this same as your ex before" Azura said.

Tristan hurriedly shook his hand "never baby, you're the first for me."

"Lied!"

"Right sweetheart,"

Bruk!

The bathroom door was again closed violently, leaving Tristan in a shocked snarl. He only smiled looking at Azura's panicked face because of the red mark she had carved on the lover's neck.

Half an hour later Azura was tidy and changed into clothes. While Tristan was enjoying a warm cup of coffee from the top of the balcony and enjoying the view of the peak in the morning.

"It's hot chocolate for you baby!"

Azura receives a glass of chocolate from Tristan and sits next to her "thank you."

Tristan was stunned to see Azura who had appeared beautiful wearing a knee-length dress in a cardigan.

"Where are you going, Ra?"

"Free streets must be jammed now, we go home later in the afternoon. Like we're here, we'll walk around the top."

"But how am I working with Tan?"

"Why have an assistant Ra, especially today let them handle our work. I just called your papah and he also let me."

"Well, if so, there's a slovenly bath really you!" Azura shook her hands and told Tristan to take a bath.

"Dear I want to take a shower." Before Tristan passed by first stealing a kiss on Azura's cheek. And made Azura scream in annoyance.

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As the day began to move on the afternoon Tristan and Azura were just preparing to return to the capital. After a day spent together, the two now have to return to their daily routines.

"Frequently stop by here sir, miss." said mang Dadang before his master left the villa.

"Of course we will often come here if we are married later, mang" cried Tristan. It would be dangerous if they were in this villa if they had not become a halal couple, Tristan could have returned to the caliphate and done something that was not desired.

"If you'll excuse me, Mang!"

"Yes, sir, miss please! Be careful on the way!"

Before passing away Tristan first gave a tip for the villa guard. Tristan and Azura then enter his car, leaving behind a place that holds fond memories.

"Good for today" Tristan grabbed Azura's hand and kissed her lovingly. Azura just smiled getting a sweet treatment from Tristan.

While it was far away in the capital there, the two assistants who for some time had been seen close, were busy by the task left by their respective superiors. Although the office hours have ended both Sisil and Arga still look busy completing their work.

Until the day went up at night, Sisil was only able to stretch his muscles that felt stiff because of the day handling Azura's work.

"Sil.." the voice of the baritone who called his name made Sisil stop his activities who were preparing to go home.

"Thou art come, apparently" Sisil smiled, glad to see Arga coming to pick her up.

"How are you tired Sil?" asked Arga as they started to get into the elevator.

"Don't ask again Ga, Azura ma'am and Tristan sir make us have to overtime until night."

"Well, they're all kasmaran."

After arriving at the parking lot the two then prepare to get into the car, Arga first opened the door for Sisil. The relationship between Arga and Sisil is intertwined, especially after Sisil officially bears the status of a widow the two are more often seen together like a couple. But until this moment Arga has not dared to express his feelings directly.

"We've reached Sil," Arga rubbed Sisil's arm asleep in his car.

"Sorry Ga, I overslept." Sisil rubbed his eyes and sure enough they had arrived in front of Sisil's house.

"No, I'm sure you're tired, right,"

"Yes, I went in first, thank you for letting me go home." Sisil prepared to reach for the car door, but Arga quickly restrained his arm.

"What's wrong?" Sisil turned around and found Arga's face that was right in front of his eyes. Both breaths sounded earthy with their hearts pounding fast. Sisil closed his eyes as Arga further slashed the distance between them.

The cup!

A gentle swipe of Arga put over Sisil's forehead "good rest Sil,"

"Let's Ga," with a flushed face Sisil hurriedly got off Arga's car.

seriate..

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