
In a luxurious ball room of a star hotel. The spacious room that has been transformed so beautiful, by applying all-white shades of gold. Small pillars decorated with white roses appear neatly lined up on two sides of the road from the entrance to the pondium. The lights of the crystal balls spread across the sky of the building, increasingly complementing the beauty of wedding decoration that seems elegant and romantic.
This is where a wedding procession will be held soon. A sacred event that will bind two hearts into one vow and holy promise.
Some of the invitations have been seen filling the room, occupying the seats and the guest tables that have been provided. Given that both the parents of the bride are from a prominent circle, so it is not imaginary that guests of honor like the Mayor even parliamentary officials and a row of important guests from Damirich's business royal colleagues also appear to be present to enliven the lavish wedding of his youngest daughter.
All eyes were on the entrance of the building when a pair of highly-anticipated brides began to enter the room. Awe-inspiring views of all occupants of the room also accompanied the footsteps that tread the red carpet studded with rose petals to the throne that was waiting for its owner to be occupied.
What a pair that is walking in tandem looks very harmonious. The two brides are like kings and queens of the Fairyland. Wedding dress suits that wrap perfectly on the body both increasingly add to their intimacy. So no wonder both of them reap a lot of praise from the guests.
A couple of brides were already standing on the altar precisely in front of the pulpit to carry out a wedding blessing procession led directly by a priest.
"Then it was time to formalize your marriage. I'd like to have each of you answer my questions" the pastor began the session.
"Sean Willson, will you marry Seanie Allesya Damirich who is here and loves her faithfully for life, both in joy and in sorrow?"
"Yes, I want to," carrying a calm face, Sean replied confidently. There is absolutely no doubt heard. Even though the heart feels like it wants to jump from the contest.
Nervous. That's for sure. There where he stood, with Allesya in front of the same pulpit, witnessed by many eyes who were waiting for the confirmation of the Pastor on their wedding vows.
Haaah.. All of this happened unexpectedly and all too suddenly.
And now he just has to wait for the moments where the priest will inaugurate the new status that he will bear, namely as the husband of a Seanie Allesya Damirich. The woman he loved so much.
Happy and proud, those words seemed unable to express what was coming down in his heart. Clearly, he still did not fully believe that the hope that was originally thought to be nothing more than a mere pseudo-dream, was realized in plain sight.
However, should he be grateful for this marriage at a time when there is no clairvoyance from Allesya's heart and also Erlan's heart is overwhelmed with pain?
He is like standing between two lovers who are unceasingly wiping away tears of sadness because fate is not on their side to unite.
Now the Reverend dribbled his glass-framed eyes towards Allesya who looked more down. I swear by anything, tension is attacking him. Various feelings rolled around in his mind.
He even thought that this time it was just a dream. Can't believe that Sean was finally with her on the wedding altar. Not Erlan.
And at that very moment, Erlan's shadow again overshadowed his mind. "Erlan, I'll come back to see you after this" her little voice said.
"Seanie Allesya Damirich, will you marry Sean Willson who is here and loves her faithfully for life, both in joy and in sorrow?"
Allesya immediately gasped, the pastor's question waking him from the daydream. Her tongue seemed hesitant to just answer 'Yes' which would change her bachelor status to a wife from Sean Willson pads at that time.
GREPS!
A grip of Sean's hand on his finger snap back jolting the supporting anxiety. Sean's retaliating gaze seemed to hint so as not to make the Priest and the invited guests wait for answers from him for too long.
"Seanie Allesya Damirich, will you marry Sean Willson who is here and loves her faithfully for life, both in joy and in sorrow?" the pastor repeated his question.
He took a deep breath until his lung cavity was fully filled with oxygen intake, then slowly exhaled air through the mouth. Steady heart and moving tongue to answer 'yes' although he could not fully accept this marriage.
Wh why? Do not ask again, because all the wounds of his heart from the actions of Sean on that hot night are still firmly imprinted. No matter how hard he tried to make peace with the past, the gaping wound would be very difficult to close again. Even if closed still leaves a mark.
"Yes, I will" Allesya replied resignedly.
He was already standing there. There is no room to step back. Surrender to the storyline that has been written beautifully by the bawdy author in this novel.
In addition, there is a good family name that must also be maintained. It was enough that he embarrassed Raffaresh and Raffaela about his miscarriage on campus at that time. And he doesn't want to repeat it.
Allesya's answer invited relief in Sean's heart.
Until the blessing procession said the wedding vows and the embedding of the ring on the ring finger of the right hand of each bride walked solemnly, the sound of several invited guests cheering for them to kiss each other.
Sean who can capture clearly will mimic the face of Allesya who seemed to hint at a rejection of the call of the invited guests finally chose to land a kiss on the fingers lentik wrapped in the bridal gloves.
Enough in the kiss on the hand it goes on. It was as if the impromptu groom was pouring out all sincerity for his love. "While this marriage you don't want, but I hope that this pair of hands will take care of our children in the future, this pair of hands I will hold until the end of my age," hope little heart Sean.
The sacred event continued with the procession of sungkeman against the parents of the bride. Clearly, the atmosphere had enveloped the hearts of parents from Sean and Allesya. There was happiness on their faces, although it did not deny the arrival of Erlan's wounded heart.
The procession of the sungkeman is ended by the chanting of a blessing prayer as well as the closing song. After that, proceed with the reception held in the same building.
"Sister Arthur.., Allesya misses you very much," the gloomy hue that had adorned Allesya's face immediately shone with joy when the man who was always considered as his brother approached her on the pondium to congratulate her on her marriage.
Both of his hands were carried around the tall body before him. Heedless of Sean's dislike. Although they behave like brothers, but there is no blood relationship between them. What else Sean knows, that Arthur once had a different taste to the woman who is now officially his wife.
"Allesya dear, Big Brother also misses you very much," replied to the brother's hug fondly. "Congratulations to your marriage" her lips spoke again.
"When do you want to hug like this?" Allesya and Arthur end their longing activities when someone's voice interrupts. That person is none other than Vera.
"Seanie, can you persuade your sister to accept me as her lover? I've been so tired all this time waiting for him" grumbled Vera.
Allesya responded to Vera's frontal grunts with a small ruckus. While Arthur seemed to shake his head while sigh*h caught off guard.
Vera continued directing attention towards Sean who was standing next to Allesya. "I just want to remind you again, if you hurt my sister, I'll be the one standing at the front to behead your bird" the sadistic ultimatum slid free from Vera's red lips.
"I hold your word."
"Sean I know your marriage is not something planned in advance, but I'm pretty sure that you've been planning a lot of things for Allesya's happiness for a long time" Arthur said.
"I'll prove that what you believe isn't just a saying" Sean replied.
Not long after, Arthur and Vera descend the pondium. Give opportunity to others who also want to congratulate the bride.
Once again, the happy twinkle again adorned the face of Allesya because of the presence of a married couple Jenny and Jeffrey with their little son, Jeaven.
"Sister Jenny..," he hugged Jenny's body and immediately greeted in reply.
"Congratulations on your marriage" said Jenny still in hugging mode.
"Sir Jen..," said Allesya, sounding uneasy.
Jenny seemed to understand the inner turmoil that was plaguing Allesya. "Be assured, God has prepared a myriad of happiness for you" he said. Allesya smiled knot.
Meanwhile, Jeffrey who was still holding Jeaven was also heard saying something to Sean. "Looks like you don't need my congratulations."
Sean clucked. "At least a little basil."
"Honestly, I still want to see you suffer a little while with regret. Crazy and being a bum and.. Aw!" jeffrey's speech was interrupted when a pinch landed on his waist. "Sick baby..," she protested.
"Stop saying useless things" Jenny fiercely. Jeffrey instantly silenced. As cold and as cold as the Polar Bear, it will die of lice if it is faced with its handler.
Allesya chuckled amusedly at the interaction of husband and wife who always looks romantic in her eyes. While Sean grinned in satisfaction.
"Yes Jeff, why haven't I seen Brother Sammy and Brother Alvin?" ask Allesya to Jeffrey. He also sent them wedding invitations.
"They were forced to be unable to come because there was an urgent interest. They also asked me to apologize to you" Jeffrey said.
It's almost afternoon. But the event was still going on, even the invited guests still seemed to fill the room.
Aching in the legs as a sign that fatigue is starting to sink. Sean advises Allesya to leave the party early because he realizes the woman who has officially become his wife is seen withstanding the pain in her leg. Too long standing using high heels is indeed very torturous.
Along the foot down the hotel corridor to the Presidential Suite room that has been provided specifically for a pair of brides, Sean did not take his attention to Allesya who seemed to have difficulty walking.
"Are you still walking?" sean asked in between footsteps offset the small steps of Allesya's feet. As his attention.
"As you can see," replied Allesya coldly.
"Let me help you," carried a hand around Allesya's shoulder.
"No need, thank you," he refused, keeping his body out of Sean's big hands.
Sean also seemed resigned to the unfriendly response of Allesya, and finally chose to avoid debate while monitoring Allesya's limping path.
But that lasted a while. Really, he could not bear to see Allesya walking while enduring the pain in his legs. Not heart and do not want to let the woman in pain too long.
"Aahhh! What are you doing Sean?!" allesya who suddenly found her feet were no longer on the floor. In an instant, the petite body wrapped in the bridal suit was already in a sling full of Sean's two burly hands.
"Relax Allesya, I'll take you to your room."
"Let me down Sean, I can walk alone," continued to thrash but his body movements seemed to mean nothing to Sean who incidentally has a gallant, sturdy, and muscular body.
"I'll put you down on the bed."
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Must be the reader's guess at everything, right?🤭Emang this basic story plot is easy to guess sih🙄
Finally it was Sean who was with Allesya on the altar of marriage😊
Where is Erlan now? The answer is in the next chapter. But Nofi believes the Reader has also been able to guess it this time. Because Reader2 is here on pinter2🤣
Thank you for being faithful in this work. Although yesterday gk up tp still there are willing to donate votes and gifnya.. Nofi doain rejekinya smoothly healthy always. Who already have a pair of durable and still single cepet can mate saucy, big muscular, gallant, veined and of course good ahklaknya also.amin..
Yes, it's almost 1 o'clock. The most folos and nacal author is willing to bob first.
Want to hunt anu. in the land of kapok. Doain ya. moga can hunt big anunya🤣
Well loh! definitely ngeres on his brain✌✌
Peace love and gaul, emuahh..😘🤣