Behind The Boss
Reception

At first Radit underwent treatment given half-heartedly. Forcing himself to continue following the boring stages prepared for him. But over time he became more relaxed. He felt sorry, why this kind of thing had never occurred before.

Kiran was also not seen again after she first entered the room. Kiran's treatment was done in Ari's room. Radit only hears from one of the servants that Kiran does not want to be seen by another man. He heard this when Intan asked the servants. Radit recalled, Kiran looked surprised to see him enter with Bara. The man only realized that maybe Kiran was uncomfortable with the Bara.

As they were soaking together, Radit was eager to greet him and ask Kiran about it. But seeing the girl seem indifferent to him, Radit undoes her.

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At seven the Makarim family went to the hotel where the reception was held. Makarim Group Hotels. Radit one car with Kiran, Intan and Bara. Mama Ariana with Raisa. The front and back rows are the guards' cars. Two-ring security system was put in place by Radit.

As soon as he reached the hotel courtyard, Kiran felt her heart pounding violently. What kind of reception did the Makarim family prepare for her? His heart could not wait to see the decorations.

In the past, he had planned what kind of reception would be held with Rangga. Not wanting to make things difficult for the man, Kiran took the initiative to create a simple reception. But this time it's different. He married the eldest son of the Makarim family. Although they were married because they had to but of course Mr. Mahesa, as a friend of his Papa, certainly gave the best for him.

"Why are you daydreaming here?" tanya Intan suddenly broke Kiran's daydream.

"No-no, Ma'am." Kiran hid her surprise.

"Sir, go straight to the make-up room. One of my employees will take Mbak," Intan told Ariana while giving a code to one of his employees. Ariana nodded and went to follow the employee with Raisa.

"Come, you guys should rehearse for the show later." Intan gave instructions to Kiran and Radit. They follow the steps of Intan, Bara is no exception.

Kiran gaped as she entered the ballroom at the hotel. His open expression could not be hidden from Intan.

Intan smiled amusedly. "How do you like it, right? This reception will be the history of your household trip. May it go beautifully and as brightly as the decorations I have chosen" Intan whispered to Kiran. The woman smiled with satisfaction at Kiran's expression.

"Please look and look first. You can still complain if there is less," said Intan again.

Kiran wasted no chance. He looked at the decorations used. The concept of shabby chic decorates the room. Cream and white colors are sometimes interspersed with pink and gold accentuate the impression of feminine and romantic thick. Kiran held her breath as she looked at it.

The girl's gaze was now down the backdrop that was on one side of the room. Backdrop model circle with pink and white flower twists and green foliage gives a sweet impression when viewed. Coupled with the initial property of his name and Radit, plus the decoration of the lamp adds to the impression of warm and bright.

Kiran stood sculpting in front of the initials. His hands extended out wanting to hold the initials of his first name. "R&K'S". Sontak Kiran held the ring she put in the necklace and coiled around her neck. The ring functioned as a necklace toy because it no longer fit on his finger. He took the ring from outside his shirt. Resisting the burning feeling in his chest.

Not far from him, Radit looked at the initials from afar. He sizzled the initials. Take it to the flash of the past.

The Flashback

"Sir ...! You just stayed here, huh? I'm Karina. What's your name, brother?" one of the girls screamed her head out of the window.

Radit sighed softly. Lazy response. He just moved into his grandmother's house. Papa asks her to stay temporarily at grandma's house until all her family problems are clear. As soon as he entered this room, he immediately opened the window, so that there was air circulation. Not unexpectedly even immediately reprimanded by neighbors whose rooms are next to his.

"Sir ..., what's your name?" ask the girl again. Radit sighed then closed the window. The disappointed face of the girl. Radit doesn't care. He continued to tidy up his belongings.

Tomorrow morning ....

"Eh, Brother ..., want to go to school?" the girl grinned again from inside the gate as Radit flashed to leave for school. Radit doesn't ignore it. School and grandmother's house are not too far away. Radit went alone on a bicycle.

Maybe because he often ignored the girl until he finally returned to calling her but with another name. "Hey, Giant!" That was the beginning of the name. Even until they finally got close, the girl did not know her name. He always called her Big Brother or Giant. Radit was too lazy to interrupt. He felt that Karina was very funny when she called him that.

Flashback Off

Radit hissed the initials again. "Giant and Karina ..," he murmured that no one else but himself had heard.

Kiran accidentally glanced at Radit who was focusing on the same thing as her. Kiran whistled, switched, observing the others.

Kiran stepped towards the guest row seat. Look at the seating concept used. Due to the reception concept of the indoor party, the seating concept is fixed standing, round table and long table. In the front position near the pelaminan there is a half moon table, a semi-circular table, so that later the person who will sit there facing the stage and not behind it. Kiran's hand swept over the semi-circular table and ended up on the stage before her.

The decoration of the coating made Kiran even more stunned. Incredibly luxurious and elegant. White and pink flowers dominate. The luxurious and elegant sofa is the only sofa up there.

Kiran was a little surprised. Is not usually the sofa is always accompanied by two other sofas on the right and left side. As the place of the parents of the bride and groom. But this, why isn't there? New in Kiran's heart. Has all this been taken into account by Mr. Mahesa, so as not to hurt him. So that she would feel happy on her wedding day. Not feeling awkwardness as both of his parents could not sit there. Something was piercing in Kiran's heart. But the gratitude of having understanding in-laws overcame the pain.

"You must be surprised? Mr. Mahesa asked for it. You must know the reason. He loves you very much" whispered Intan. Once again disperse Kiran's daydream.

"Yes, Mother. Kiran understands. Kiran was very grateful to Papa," replied Kiran still feeling haru.

"Thank you is not enough, Kiran. You should make him feel overwhelmed too. As you feel now."

Kiran turned her head, glancing at Intan. "I mean Ma'am?"

"Ari is dead. Radit is their only son. Their ages are old too. They want your granddaughter, Kiran. If you're so grateful to him, be patient with Radit and don't let Papa Mahesa down." Kiran's body stiffened. He couldn't answer.

"It's okay. Just slow. The important thing is to learn to love him. Maybe he hurt you a lot. Because he has never been in contact with women before, then understand if his nature is like that," said Intan as if he knew the dilemma that occurred in Kiran.

For the time being maybe it will be difficult, Ma'am, Kiran replied inwardly.

"How's the decor, are you satisfied?" tanya Intan diverted the question. Diverting the awkwardness that has been present all of a sudden.

"Alhamdulillah Kiran is very fond, Ma'am. Satisfied" said Kiran.

"good. Then we start the rehearsal."

Afterwards, Intan gave instructions on how when the two people entered the room. How to walk, together to get on stage. Which amazed the two men, although they were like a cold war but when following Intan's instructions, their expressions hinted like lovers who were drunk with love.

Intan was astonished. Compared to their expressions when the photo prewedding, where they both seemed silent and a little embarrassed. Now that timid expression no longer exists. Does this mean ...? I think their relationship is much worse than before.

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Mr. Makarim arrived at the location half an hour before the event. Intan has already told the arrangement of the show. As soon as he entered the room, Mr. Mahesa's eyes combed the room, greeting the guests already present. He began to search but it seems that what he was looking for has not yet been found. Perhaps he has not yet come, thought Mr. Mahesa.

Ariana patted her husband on the shoulder from behind. "Finding me, Love ...?" ask her with a seductive eye glance.

"That's pretty, Mama. Masya Allah ..," said Mr. Mahesa with a smile no less tempting. His heart was very grateful, as he expected, his wife had returned cheerful. Could have teased him.

"Later tonight, we're here, yuk. Let's just say we're honeymoon again." Mr. Mahesa whispered as he glanced at Mama Ariana.

Ariana smiled faintly. "At home. Shame on Radit and Kiran" she replied in a whisper.

"In case of embarrassment, we'll find another hotel. Let them not know." Mr. Mahesa has not given up.

"Ih, Papa. Shame on Raisa, Pa. Uh, uh, there's Mama's friend over there, Mama over there first huh, Pa." Ariana switched the conversation. Mr. Mahesa nodded letting Ariana pass from before him.

The accompaniment from outside the ballroom caught the attention of Mr. Mahesa. He focused his eyesight then smiled faintly, "They've come ...," he murmured softly.

Mr. Mahesa approached towards the entrance. Welcoming someone who walks slowly there.

"How are you, Madam. Glad you could be here today." Mr. Mahesa greeted the old lady before him.

The woman looked at Mr. Mahesa with skeptical eyes. "Did you deliberately hide it, Mahesa?" tanyanya to the point.

Mr. Mahesa smiled faintly. "If so, then I won't deliver an invitation to Madam." The old woman silently heard Mr. Mahesa's reply.

"Please sit down, Madam. Your seat I've provided in front." Master Mahesh invited the old woman to follow him.

In the entourage of the old woman there is Sandi Sanjaya with his wife and child. Mahesh invited them all to sit at one of the half moon tables.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Mahesa gestured for the MCs to begin opening the show.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wa barakaatuh ...," heard the MC greeting, opening the event.

"The honorable family of the groom is Mr. Mahesa Makarim and Mrs Ariana Makarim with the family."

"We respect the bride's family, namely Mrs Tutik Hardiyanti Widjadja and Mr Sandi Sanjaya Widjadja with his wife and family. And we honor the happy invited guests."

"Gratitude and blessings and greetings of this wedding reception we held in a healthy state of walafiat."

"Happy ladies and gentlemen, today, a groom named Radit Makarim has engaged his beloved lover Karina Hardiyanti Widjadja."

"Alhamdulillah, both have executed the agreement on the date of xx/xx/xxxx safely and successfully."

"Happy audience we just start this event by reading basmallah .... Bismilbornrahmanirrahim ...."

"Next we will listen to a greeting from Mr. Mahesa Makarim as the family of the groom." There was applause from the invited guests as soon as Mr. Mahesa took the stage.

Mr. Mahesa thanked the guests present. Then tell me a little about what happened to Ari. Then the reason why he organized this wedding party despite having just lost his son. All because he felt indebted to his best friend, his daughter-in-law's parents, who had helped him establish a company.

There was a tremendous novelty when Mr. Mahesa said that. Mr. Mahesa glanced at the mother of his best friend. The old woman seemed to shed her tears. As Mr. Mahesa descended, applause rumbled in the room. Business colleagues and relatives who attended immediately greeted him with a hug.

"Next we will listen to the words of greeting from Mrs Tutik Hardiyanti as the bride's family." There was another round of applause from the guests.

Sandi Sanjaya looked at her mother lovingly. "Mama sure, can you? If Mama hesitates, I will replace Mama" Sandi Sanjaya said with concern in her eyes.

Madam Tutik shook her head. "Help Mama upstairs" she said with confidence. Sandi Sanjaya immediately went to help her mother stand up and then walked to the stage. Some assistants seem to be helping. Until when going on stage, Sandi Sanjaya still faithfully helped her mother. When it was up, Sandi Sanjaya remained behind her mother like a bodyguard who guarded her master.

Mr. Mahesa felt salute at once. Salut because Sandi Sanjaya really respect and love her mother. Miris, because Kamil should be in that position to his mother. Mr. Mahesa was well aware, Kamil loved his mother very much. So afraid that the mother is difficult, he bought shares of Makarim Group on behalf of the mother. Only TJ was made in his name.

"First of all I would like to thank Mr. Mahesa for finding one of our family members. I thought my granddaughter had died in an accident. I never thought she was married today. Alhamdulillahot. What more happiness is expected of a grandmother than to see her granddaughter happy. May their household last up to their grandchildren. Thank you to the guests who have given me prayers and blessings for the happiness of my grandson."

Applause rumbled again as Madam Tutik finished her speech. The old woman came back down from the stage and sat down in her chair. Her eyes look glassy. The expression was caught on the bead of Mr. Mahesa's eyes.

"After a speech that drains our hearts. Let's welcome the two brides ...!" pekik MC while raising his hand towards the entrance. Music also plays. Radit entered through one of the doors, while Kiran went through the other. After they met in the middle, Radit knelt down and extended his hand at Kiran. Radit grabbed Kiran's fingers and kissed the back of her hand. Then Radit stood up and Kiran held Radit's arm in a friendly manner. All their actions are filled with music.

The atmosphere of the ballroom roared instantly. The invited guests stood up to see what was happening at the entrance. The second drama of the bride.

The faces of the two brides lit up as they passed by. Each guest flatters similar beauty and good looks. Really matching their word. They did not know that the bridegroom was mengedumel in his heart.

A figure of eyes stared at Haru towards the bride. The tears welled up and then shed for a moment.

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