Young Master's Choice

Photo Prewedding

"Andhira." Someone patted Dhira on the shoulder and said his name.

"You ...?" Dhira tries to remember.

"I'm Fathir, have you forgotten?"

"Fathirs! Is this really you?" Dhira shouted out loudly until everyone stared at him.

"Sstth, lower your voice."

Dhira looked embarrassed as everyone looked towards her.

"Come, come with me." Fathir pulled Dhira's wrist to go with him.

Secretary Jo is still on the toilet cleaning up her suit that was hit by a juice spill. All of that was done by Fathir on purpose so that he could get close to Dhira.

As they walked towards the garden beside the villa, they saw Ressa who was still on the ground with unstoppable tears.

"Sir Ressa, what's wrong, sister?" Fathir immediately ran over.

"Fathir, why are you out?" Ressa frowned when she saw her sister outside the villa with a woman.

"I'd like to have an old friend talk to me for a minute, brother. Long time no see." Fathir smiled looking at Dhira.

While Dhira was just smiling knots, he knew the current situation was not good.

"Dhira, meet my sister, her name is Sister Ressa." Fathir introduced Ressa with a smile. Perhaps he was the only one who did not know about the conflict that was going on between them.

"Fathir, can you borrow him? There's something I want to ask him," said Ressa.

"You're okay I stay a while, Dhira?" ask Fathir who feels bad for Dhira.

Dhira nodded slowly and smiled. "It's okay, Fat."

'Dhira is still like before, so calm in any situation.' Fathir nodded with a warm smile at Dhira. He left to give the two women time to talk.

"Sit down first" Ressa took a step towards the long chair where she and Hexa were sitting.

"What do you and Hexa have?" Ressa immediately asked as Dhira sat down beside her.

Dhira put on a faint smile and turned to Ressa. "You can ask Mr. Hexa directly, Miss."

"If Hexa wants to answer, I don't have to ask you either" Ressa was upset, she didn't want to waste any more time there, the event might start soon.

"That means I'm more ineligible to answer, miss." Dhira replied calmly despite being urged by the woman beside him.

"Sih, it's all the same, it sucks." Ressa got up and left Dhira just like that, free to ask people who did not intend to answer her at all.

Hexa's suit back he picked up in the garbage can, at least he had something to do with Hexa.

Fathir returned after Ressa left, they started chatting cheerfully, even taking some photos together.

"Fat, thank you, yeah. You're making me so happy tonight." Dhira really looked happy, it was visible from the look on his face.

From a distance, Sekertaris Jo approaches.

'Death, I'm caught.' Dha started to panic.

"Miss, please come with me, Mr. Hexa is waiting." Secretary Jo said while inviting Dhira to go first.

"I went in first, yes, Fat" he said to Fathir.

"Remember to call me when I get home!" fathir smiled while smiling.

"The woman looks even more adorable," he muttered as he stared at the back of Dhira who passed away.

When Dhira approached Hexa, the man now had a sour face, getting colder until he was not glimpsed at all for a second.

'Surely he will punish me again after coming home later, '" his inner being occasionally turned towards Hexa.

Throughout the event, Dhira's views were on Lina, Derta, her parents, and both Hexa parents.

"Master, isn't that ...."

"Just shut up, don't talk too much." No time Dhira told, Hexa had cut her words.

'I just want to tell you that there's a family there, why should it be that stupid?' dhira growled in heart.

Hexa had decided to go home before the event was over, now she knew the intentions of all the families present at the event.

"To the photo studio now, Jo," Hexa said.

"Good, Sir." Secretary Jo immediately turns the car to where her employer wants it.

"Good night, can anyone help?" The owners of the photo studio welcomed their arrival.

"Can you prepare a prewedding photo?" Secretary Jo asked.

'yeah! Whahuh? Prewedding photo? I didn't hear wrong? Who wants to get married?' Dhira suddenly panicked.

"Can, Sir."

"Prepare now, make up the bride and wear the best dress here" Secretary Jo and the owner of the venue said quickly.

Some makeup artists began to dwell on Dhira's face, hair, and nails. Everything was going so fast, now he was like a bride who was ready to get married.

Even Dhira himself pangling saw himself wearing a wedding dress, really very pretty. He realized that he could also look beautiful in a wedding dress.

But wait, why does he suddenly look like this? Not to get married to Hexa tonight, right? Her thought.

Hexa was waiting in the photo room, Dhira entered ushered by several makeup artists.

"Damn it, why does she look so cute in that dress?' Hexa turned her face away from Dhira.

The photo session began.

Two and Three photos, all of them so stiff, that the photographer was confused to direct.

"Master, can you point your gaze at your partner? Then, Miss, you smile broadly at the camera, yes." Repeatedly the photographer directed, until his mouth was sore, but both of them stood stiff with no expression.

"Why should I look at him? Why don't you just tell him to look at me?" Hexa protest.

"This ...."

The photographer was at a loss for words, so Hexa protested every time she was directed.

All the directions were always wrong in his eyes. Until Secretary Jo acts and whispers something to the photographer.

"All right, please take a chair." He ordered his crew to take a seat so that Hexa could sit down.

Hexa sat down without being asked. Yes, he was the boss, who dared to forbid him from doing anything.

"Miss Dhira, on the count of three, you kiss Mr. Hexa in the face, yes" the photographer said with a smile.

"Huh? Why would that be?" dhira asked, not accepting.

"Don't argue, just follow what he wants." Hexa spoke while smiling in satisfaction.

'Ish, the land crocodile, weren't you always protesting? Why can't I do the same?' cebik Dhira is upset.

"Come, Miss. I count out of Three, yes!" yell again.

"Three!"

'Ish, it sucks.'

Inevitably Dhira must obey.

"Two!"

Now Hexa has crossed her hands in front of her chest, preparing to get a kiss from Dhira.

'His satisfied face makes me even more irritated.'

Dhira continued to grumble in annoyance as she looked at the satisfied-looking face of Hexa. Everyone seems to be working together to oppress him.

"One!"

Uniting Dhira's lips on Hexa's face, although very forced, but the photographer was satisfied with the portrait, finally finding a good angel for their prewedding photos.

Everyone applauded happily after the scene, including Secretary Jo.

'Damn, this must be him.'

Dhira stared exasperatedly at Secretary Jo who boasted his smile coming along satisfied.

Hexa also seemed to smile thinly feel victorious with the results of the photo.

"Now Miss Dhira hugs Mr. Hexa, yes."

'yeah! Any more?'

Dhira was again upset half to death, why like him who looks so crazy about Hexa.

Surprisingly, everything sucks in Dhira's eyes, even more annoying when he can't argue and can only obey in front of Hexa.