
After Zayn gave a brief statement regarding the news of our marriage, his assistant immediately gave the media before us an opportunity to ask.
“Mr Zayn, is there something so this wedding news impressed rush?”
“There is no special reason, I have liked this fiancee for a long time, but because she is still in college, and I am still busy with business so we are just friends, just,” replied Brother Zayn who was full of lies.
“Means, Mr Zayn has liked Miss Dera for a long time?”
“Lumayan, bi-annual.” Lying again.
Why are all the answers a lie? He was used to lying.
One by one the questions the journalist had answered. Although the answer is always lying, Brother Zayn answered it with confidence.
“Nona Dera, is it true that rumor says that you are pregnant?” The last question that was so surprising to me.
Just now I wanted to refute, Brother Zayn immediately replied. “Actually this question is not very good yes, but I will still answer it. For now, Dera is not pregnant, but honestly I really hope Dera will soon become pregnant, so we do not have to wait too long for the birth of a prospective successor to the Wiguna family.”
I was really amazed by the answer that Brother Zayn gave. This shitty guy, does he really want a kid from me? Was he just pretending?
“Alright, today's interview session we end, good afternoon.” Assistant Kak Zayn ended the interview session. There is no question that harms us, because surely Brother Zayn and his assistants have done something to make them eliminate the bad news.
We all got up from our sitting positions and immediately left this interview spot, but the reporters asked us to take a picture for a moment.
Brother Zayn grabbed my waist with his left hand, so that my body docked to his. I can even smell the perfume that Brother Zayn wears.
“Try a more friendly pose,” said one journalist who was ready with his camera.
Then Zayn put his right hand around, and our bodies were completely without distance.
“Give your head against my chest and face them, I will kiss the tip of your head,” whispered Brother Zayn who made me look up to see his face.
However, Brother Zayn lowered his face until our noses stuck together. I immediately turned my face away from him because my heart felt like it was going to jump. Brother Zayn immediately pulled my head to lean against his chest, and he kissed the top of my head.
“Dera, your heart is pounding so fast, I can hear it in the middle of this noise,”, said Kak Zayn half-whispering as he released his embrace from me.
“Not funny tau.”
We walked away leaving the reporters smiling with satisfaction after getting the pictures and news they wanted.
In the car, the two of us were silent. Confused what to say.
"Boss, today we will directly meet the WO who takes care of the marriage," said the Assistant Emperor.
"Good, we better get there now, don't waste time" replied Zayn.
Did he not ask my opinion? Why was I just silenced earlier? Are the married ones the two of them?
Cars continue to divide the dense streets of the capital on weekends as it is today. The noise that may be heard on the streets is very different from the atmosphere in this luxury car. Silence, without any sound, makes me tired of having to be quiet like this.
We reached the office of the wedding organizer who took care of my marriage and Brother Zayn. Arriving at the meeting room, Zayn and I began to argue about the concept of our marriage.
"Anyway I want the wedding in the building, you think the outdoor is not hot? Where are the thousands of guests we're gonna invite?" it was Oceh Zayn who made me even more upset.
Basic selfish. I have the concept of my own dream wedding.
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...Don't fight first, tomorrow we are obrolin again. Brother Zayn, Dera....
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