Wedding Story's
Two (Snarly Monday)
"You're real tea, Neng?". The middle-aged woman asked her daughter."You don't need to come like this, you can still work to make money for your father's treatment".
Nagita, that 20-year-old girl sighed."Gita's decision is round mom, I don't need to worry". Gita sits next to her Isma—ibu. "Pak Wijaya and his wife are good people, yes surely his son is also good". Actually, the gita also doubted that Raffi, as the son of Mr. Wijaya artawangsa and his wife Catrine Willya, would receive the gita.
"Mom's just worried, neng, you know they're city people. How about you later—".
"Mom, not pa-pa, besides bu catrine also already said that Mas raffi agreed". Nagita smiled at isma.
Yes, who does not know with the family of one conglomerate, not only the name of Wijaya artawangsa famous in the business world, but also his eldest son. Raffi radja artawangsa, who succeeded with his real estate business.
In fact, nagita who notabenya located far away in other cities also know if the family surnamed artawangsa is not a careless family.
—Wedding story—
"What?! Next weeks? What's not my badass?". Raffi teased the unilateral decision of catrine and wijaya that will bring the village girl to meet with him next week.
"There is no such thing as a trifle, raffi, anyways it is also new to the meeting of doang". It was clearly catrine that upset raffi half to death.
"Pi...". Raffi whines, asks for justice on the wijaya.
"Your mom is a real Fi, after all you're 28 years old. Can't be delayed anymore". Wijaya ignored the whining of his son, he focused on the newspaper in his hands.
Raffi added frowning when the wijaya turned out to be more on the side of the catrine. Basic bucin. "Ah, raffi forgot about sunday depa-Awsh mami!". Raffi complained as the catrine rubbed his head with the magazine that the woman deliberately rolled.
"Don't cook, raf, anyways he's young, pinter cook too. It could be a good wife". Catrine.
"Young?". Ask raffi.
"The age is 20 years". Answer catrine.
"What?! Are you kidding me?! Mami wants to make raffi into a fedophile?". Raffi protest.
"You're eight years different!".
"Eight years is far away!".
"Nyadar is also you, if you are old". Sahut wijaya who was alone was just listening to his son and wife talk.
"Battle!!". Raffi was annoyed at Wijaya. Catrine and Wijaya laughed at the child's teasing.
If for example raffi is old, then what is wijaya and catrine?!
Irritated, raffi waltzed away from wijaya and catrine. He went to his black-putin room.
Kalea's...
Again that woman. After last week's incident when raffi found out that kalea was gone, raffi no longer wanted to know what happened to the woman. The woman who for three years filled her heart—even until now.
Yes, raffi does not deny if until now his heart is still attached to the beautiful model. Raffi still remembers their first meeting.
The flashback
That afternoon, in the library that was deliberately written raffi, he saw a woman trying to reach the book on the top shelf. I don't know why raffi smiled at him. He walked up to the woman, his arms outstretched to pick up the ribbon-coated book that the woman was after.
"Eh?". The woman who was none other than Kalea was jolted as a sturdy arm preceded her. He turned around and found a man standing in front of him holding a book with a ribbon. Real close.
"You want this?". Ask raffi.
Kalea nodded her head slowly, the beautiful bead of eyes could not be seen the beautiful face raffi."I-yes".
Raffi smiled."Gorgeous". Her chirps.
"Huh?".
"Eh? This is the book, I hope we meet next time". After saying that, the raffi waltzed away leaving the kalea standing looking at the wide back that disappeared between the bookshelves. Holding a book with a ribbon.
The flashback
—Wedding story—
"Soo...are you the wife-to-be chosen by my mother?". Raffi looked at the girl in front of him from bottom to top. The girl was only wearing toenail pants as well as lacy long clothes, her hair was tied in half letting some of her hair down. Pretty good face, but appearance?
"Y-yes, mas". Gita's hand squeezed her shirt under her nervously, who's not nervous in an intense face by a man right?.
"So name?". Raffi held back a laugh as he looked at the expression of the girl before him.
"Na-nagita".
"Okay gita!". Raffi yelled, making the embarrassed and nervous looking gita aghast. The handsome man reached out his hand, gita looked at the outstretched raffi arm, then looked up at that handsome face. He doesn't understand.
Puffing in annoyance, raffi grabbed the gita's hand forcibly, inviting her to shake hands. Again managed to make the girl aghast."Congratulations to young lady artawangsa!".
—Wedding story—
To be continue
