Young Widow Romance

Backyard

Meanwhile, in the backyard was filled with sprinkles of various flowers on the fine grass along the way to the party stage. The soothing aroma of the distinctive aroma of flowers hypnotizes every human being around to keep breathing a sigh of relief. The arrangement of party chairs neatly arranged with matching colors of stage arrangement. The reflection of the morning sunlight that began to show its rays gave a warm feel as if hinting a new spirit will begin. Some of the invited guests said hello to their fellow guests, their average business colleagues from Fajuri Group, and some other acquaintances. It is seen that Moehe and Mr. Fajuri have been sitting on a small stage where the party will be held.

Occasionally Mr. Fajuri glanced at the watch he had placed in his left hand.

It's been too long waiting, why hasn't Syedza come down yet? Did you spend that long to preach?. Inner Lord Fajuri.

"Moehe, isn't he done yet? Why is he so long?". Ask Mr. Fajuri to Moehe.

"It seems like it's coming soon, sir". Moehe replied as she glanced at Fram who was behind her earlier.

"Fram, call miss now". Moehe's word to Fram.

"Good sir". Fram stepped quickly leaving the backyard towards Syedza's room.

***30 minutes later***

Syedza stepped into the backyard, followed by a few bodyguards waiting for him from earlier. On the other hand, the light blue to ankle dress with a hemisphere up to the knee on the left foot beautifies the appearance of Syedza at that time, his curly hair is set up showing his neck level and several small accesorries whose value does not add a little positive aura that can attract the attention of everyone who sees it.

Aahhh, she's really pretty. I'm going crazy to see it that way. Inner Moehe.

The rhythm of romantic music accompanies Syedza's steps towards the party stage. A bunch of white flowers that he had been holding since just now almost slipped from his finger, cold sweat in his hand splashed out somewhere.

I still can't believe what happened today. Inner Syedza.

In the corner of the guest chair has been seen Rizwan standing firmly with a sharp eye highlight pointing at Syedza, Syedza was aware of that.

Ahhh no!. Nope!. You should smile Syedza, you should look fine. Smile... Smile... Inner Syedza again.

Rizwan stared intently at Syedza, a gaze like holding a grudge and anger that could not be hidden. How not? The relationship they have lived the last two years must end like this, it can even be said to be required to end which should not end.

He looked at me like he wanted to swallow me alive. Inner Syedza was aware of the sharp gaze from Rizwan.

Syedza flashed his smile at each of the invited guests he passed by while walking unsteadily towards the stage. Add sweet and harmonious appearance at that time.

Cihhh.. Look at him even smiling like that, like nothing happened to him. Rizwan.

Ijab kabul has been spoken. Invitational guests have been scattering to reach any food that can be achieved. Time and again Rizwan clasped his hands and clenched his jaws irritated until a shallow sound was heard.. Cetekk. His regret over the sacred promise spoken before his own eyes was still unacceptable.

I have to do something! But what am I supposed to do?. Inner Rizwan

Time and again he orchestrated an evil plan to cancel this party but never realized, he lost time. He no longer had time to organize the plan of the bejad, even to think about it, what else to realize it. His brain immediately stopped to think while facing this bitter reality. Losing that word can represent Rizwan's feelings this time.

I'm the stupid one! I'm the stupid one. Inner Rizwan again by firmly clenching his hands on the table of the guests at the party place.

Let alone to find food, to breathe even for Rizwan it feels very difficult at this time.

"Ah you?". Rizwan replied in shock.

Yes, it is the voice of Syedzi or commonly called Ezi, the twin brother of his ex-girlfriend Rizwan.

"Let's find some good food". Take Ezi while pulling Rizwan's hand to get out of the place.

Why is he so brave? I never heard him speak more than 3 words. Inner Rizwan felt that there was something different from Ezi

Rizwan followed Ezi's invitation while clasping his wrist.

"I want to eat this, uh this too. Please hold this first". Pinta Ezi while thrusting food into Rizwan's hands. "Eh it seems like it's also delicious, I'm sure my stomach is still able to hold all of this". Ezi said happily.

"Here you are, you don't eat for a week.You see my hands are full of your food". Rizwan protested in a cold voice.

"alright.. Alright.. I was wrong, and then he was upset like this". Ezi muttered but it still sounded in Rizwan's ears.

"Come, we'll just sit at that table". Ezi pointed at one of the empty tables at the party venue. Rizwan just according to what Ezi said, without refuting a bit. Whether because of laziness to argue or lazy to dispute small things like this, what is clear now is that his heart is indeed being broken into pieces.

Rizwan was still silent not one bit intend to invite the person in front of him to talk, sometimes bowed while clenching his hands. Sometimes with a blank look. This time Rizwan was indeed at his lowest point.

Syedzi/Ezi is not someone who is good at talking, not someone who can improve the atmosphere. Actually implied in his heart was eager to entertain Rizwan. But many times he failed to raise his mouth to open the conversation.

He looks like a crazy person right now. What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to tell him? Why should I start first? . Inner Ezi while biting her index finger. "Aauww". Ezi screamed unwittingly bitten by her own finger.

Ezi's screams spread Rizwan's daydream.

"You why?". Rizwan asked in panic.

"Your face looks pias, like an undead". Ezi closed her mouth, not believing what she said just now. It seemed like his courage had doubled.

What the hell am I saying? I didn't realize I could sassy it. Inner Ezi realized what he said just now was already very outrageous.

Rizwan just flinch irascibly to answer anything.

A body? Am I dead?. Inner Rizwan

He had completely lost his wits at this moment. He wasn't even angry when I called him the undead. Was that someone getting married?. Inner Ezi