Billionaire Bride
CH-12 Reception Preparation

Hanna let out a long sigh, inhaling a very cool air today. Actually the heat is very stinging because this is a tropical country, but because this is the country of his homeland, returning home is something that is very much missed even though the countries he visited with Damian are very beautiful.

Cars continue to rush into a luxury home, in the elite area of the capital.

“Is this your home? Very big waah... Who is there?” hanna asked, staring at the mansion. No response from Damian.

“Why do you rarely answer my questions?” ask Hanna.

“You will know for yourself later,” Damian replied.

“It is so. Can you get used to answering if I ask?” Hanna looked at Damian.

“There is no obligation of me to answer,” Damian replied with a ketus, he does not like stale bases. Making Hanna sneer got Damian's reaction like that.

Eventually the car stopped in a large yard.

“Come down,” said Damian, while opening his seatbelt, he came down.

“Wait, wait,” prevent Hanna, make Damian turn.

“You haven't told me how to behave in front of your family?” ask Hanna.

“Custom only. Like a wife to her husband,” answered Damian, he also closed the car door.

“Like a wife to her husband? Mean what? So friendly? Just yummy. Has he hugged me every night, now has to make out? Ah can't!” hanna protests, while getting out of the car, then runs after Damian who has climbed the stairs of her house.

“Damian! Wait!” shout Hanna.

“What else?” damian asked in annoyance, stopping his steps staring at Hanna.

“I don't want to be affectionate with you. I refuse,” Hanna said seriously.

Damian frowned, looking at the woman he had been with for days.

“Bermesra-mesraan what do you mean?” ask Damian.

“So you said I should act like a wife to her husband. I don't want to have sex with you,” said Hanna.

“Indeed, who wants to have fun with you? I ask you to be reasonable as a wife to her husband, not making out,” grumbled Damian, sniffly, then walked back.

Hanna fell silent, went back to digesting Damian's words. The normal attitude of the wife to the husband especially other than making fun? He was really weird, saying something vague, Hanna thought.

When Damian reached the door, someone opened the big door. A man who was aged but looked still healthy and fit, greeted Damian kindly.

“Welcome Mr. Damian,” greet the man, his eyes glanced at Hanna who again ran after Damian.

“This is my wife, Hanna,” Damian replied to the man. Damian's hand, touching Hanna's waist, pulled her closer to his side, leaving Hanna shocked and nervous. Doesn't she hug the guy every night? But not consciously. Getting warm treatment from Damian when conscious like this makes his heart like it will stop.

“Honey, this is Wardi, he's the butler here. If you need anything you can ask for help,” said Damian, introducing cardi sir to Hanna who immediately reached out her hand to Mr. Wardi, inviting shaking hands.

“Hanna,” says Hanna.

“I Wardi Bu, the butler at the big family house Pak Aji, his father Mr. Damian,” reply Mr. Wardi, received a helping hand from Hanna who smiled warmly at the man.

“Mrs are already waiting inside,” says Mr. Wardi. Damian nodded, he went straight into the house followed by Hanna, who was immediately amazed to see the contents of the house.

“Your house is huge?” muttered Hanna, looking around the room filled with furniture that looked very expensive.

“Don't Norak,” Damian said, without looking.

Someone came out of a big door.

“You've arrived?” ask the person who appeared. Hanna turned to the voice, looking at the woman who was now in front of them. It seems like he's seen that woman before but where? He glanced at Damian.

“This is my stepmother, Grand Lady Sofia,”ucap Damian on Hanna, with a tone of mockery emphasis. Hanna immediately smiled kindly and extended her hand to Damian's stepmother. But Hanna gasped in shock as Damian brushed Hanna's hand away.

“No need to be friendly to her, she is only the wife of my deceased father,” Damian said sniffly. Hanna was just speechless seeing Damian's reaction so. It seems Damian's relationship with his stepmother is not very good.

“Whatever you want to say. But we need to talk to prepare for your wedding reception,” said Mrs Sofia, then turned to look at Mr. Wardi.

“Pak Wardi!” call Damian's stepmother.

“Ya Big mistress,” replied Mr. Wardi, hurriedly approached them.

“When is the WO coming?” ask Damian's stepmother.

“The car is already in front of Madam,” said mr. wardi.

“Remain to the living room,” said Ny. Sofia.

“Good Mistress.” Mr. Wardi came back out of the house, welcoming newly arrived WO guests.

Two men and women entered the living room shaking hands with Lady Sofia, then on Damian and Hanna.

“They are Bima and Andini, who take care of your reception,” rich Lady Sofia.

Bima and Andini smiled kindly at Damian and Hanna.

“What is the schedule today?” ask Lady Sofia.

“Maybe we should know first the concept that is carried for the reception first. Mr Damian and Ms Hanna want what kind of concept?” bima asked, looking at Damian.

Damian looked at his stepmother.

“Didn't I tell you, I don't want to be complicated about this,” Damian said.

“Actually the concept already exists, I just want to know if you have any other wishes? Or maybe your wife? Even I don't know your wife's name,” said Ms.Sofia, staring at Hanna.

“My name is Hanna, Mistress,” replied Hanna.

“You can call me mother-in-law,” said Ms.Sofia flatly, maybe she too was forced to say that.

“Good mother-in-law,” replied Hanna, glancing at Damian, who was silent.

Lady Sofia turned to Bima and Andini.

“We go to the initial concept only. So what's the schedule?” ask Ms.Sofia.

“We will first fit clothes for shooting. Although this is just a reception without a wedding, but we still need wedding photo photos that we will install in some buildings later. Maybe Mr. Damian has a photo of a wedding photo that has been done and wants to be displayed, we can see,” said Andini.

 Damian. What wedding photo? Neither did marriage.

“Photos left on the island. We make photos just or do not have to use photos,” said Damian.

“But it's not good that the reception doesn't have her wedding photos. We made a photo just now,” said Bima.

“Ya it's up to you guys,” Damian said.

“Alright then. How about we go straight to the studio, we have also prepared his clothes. Lady Sofia has given the size of your clothes and wife,” said Bima again.

“Iya, once saw her on the show, I already know the size of your wife's clothes,” said Ms.Sofia.

“Alright,” said Damian, he glanced at the sleepy-looking Hanna, not listening to what they were talking about. Sitting in that soft chair really made him sleepy and want to sleep.

Damian hugged Hanna's shoulder which immediately regained consciousness from her drowsiness, he glanced at Damian.

“We go to the photo studio,” Damian told Hanna, she can already read that Hanna did not notice their conversation was even sleepy.

“Iya, alright,” replied Hanna.

Damian and Hanna go to a photo studio with Bima and Andini.

“Can't you concentrate a little?” reprimand Damian, when he was in the car.

“Sorry I'm sleepy, I got less sleep last night,” said Hanna, yawning steadily.

“Absolutely you can't just go to sleep instead of looking at me every night?” damian asked, while driving forward his car, following Bima and Andini's car in front of him.

“No, I can't sleep hugged a stranger. I must be vigilant lest you commit an offense,” Hanna said.

“Didn't you want me to make a breach to make your money grow?” sindir Damian's.

“No, no, how could you say that,” Hanna shook her head and yawned again.

“Have not yawned again, you make the photos become ugly later,” grumbled Damian.

“Why did you think of that? We are not really brides. The photo is not good nor is it okay,” said Hanna.

“Can't be so. What will the guests say if your picture is ugly? I'll tell Bima to edit her photo to make it look perfect,” Damian said.

“What do you mean in edit? Is my face so ugly that it's all edited?” hanna grumbled, then yawned.

“Because I'm sure the photos aren't good, let alone you evaporate like that. It's as good as you sleep now. I will continue to distudio. I don't want to have to make repeated photos because you yawn and make the photo fail,” Damian said.

“Yes well, I slept first, Huaapp,” Hanna yawned again, she tilted her body towards the door, looking for a good position to sleep in.

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