Billionaire Bride
CH-15 Day H
This morning Henry woke up lazy. It's her wedding to Shezie. Staring at the sky room with tassel tassels and flowers, seeing it makes it sultry, not ugly but very nice just Henry confused for what decoration in this room? He yawned and woke up, sitting staring around his room that many flowers flowers in the corner of his room, flowers are beautiful but there is no meaning to him.
Henry did not memlih night bride at the hotel because of the plan he would fight with Shezie at home so that his parents see and make it easier for him to divorce, so it was felt that he gave up his room decorated like this. Again he yawns, he is really lazy, unlike the bride in general who is usually excited on the day of the bride, he feels mediocre.
Henry got off the bed and opened the window of his room, his feet stepping towards the balcony of the room breathing the cold outside air. His eyes suddenly fell on a taxi entering his house. He saw someone get off the taxi. Shezie, the girl came in the morning blind, the girl, it turns out she is indeed the girl who is on time.
Henry yawned again, why is he so sleepy? He went back into his room and opened the door from his room.
He saw that downstairs some busy workers were either busy, they were back and forth pacing. At first glance Henry saw Shezie with some women who might be perias entering the guest room area on the lower floor.
“You're up, baby?” hanna asked, to Henry's surprise, his mother was suddenly behind him.
“Mother!”greet Henry while looking.
“Quick get ready,” says Hanna again.
“This spring?” ask Henry.
“Events at 10, 9 o'clock we should've been in the building. Do not let guests come earlier than us,” replied Hanna, she immediately approached her son and looked at him and smiled.
“It turns out you're an adult, it feels like just yesterday you were a baby,” he said as he touched his son's face.
“What are you doing?” damian suddenly appears, exiting the door of his room adjacent to Henry's room.
“I only remember our son as a baby,” replied Hanna.
“Luckily his hair has turned black, if it is still red like baby time, I am confused who you are,” said Damian, who was directly sprayed by his wife.
“Damian! You always have been!” grouse Hanna. Her husband just smiled and immediately hugged and kissed her.
“Henry will get married, we will be able to son-in-law, this house is no longer deserted,” Hanna said.
“I also have a shopping friend, you will be very busy with Henry,” said Hanna, while looking at Henry. His mother said that she kept Henry quiet, her mother did not know that she would make a farewell scenario after the wedding.
“Your wife's candidate is a good girl, I really like her,” Hanna said again. Hearing his mother's words made Henry's head throb. Why does she like Shezie?
“Bu, his groom will be groomed now!” There was a voice of a woman rising from the stairs.
Hanna looked at Henry.
“Let's take a quick shower, your future wife is decorated in the guest room,” says Hanna.
Henry nodded, and immediately returned to his room.
Inside her room she was still pondering, what plan would it take to get Shezie out of the house? Seeing the attitude of his mother who was happy to get a daughter-in-law, his heart became restless, what if it did not manage to part with Shezie? It turned out that his plan was not as easy as imagined.
Time continued to pass, the whole family was ready to leave for the building where the event was held. Some relatives also departed from Damian's house.
Henry also had his bridal outfit on. He looks paced, agitated. Sit for a while, then stand up, take another walk, sit again, so continuously as you want to pee.
“You why? Are you worried about getting married?” asked his mother, who was sitting on the porch waiting for the bride to be ready, looking at Henry's ironing behavior.
Henry did not reply, what he was worried about was not his marriage but his separation, why did he feel that his separation would not be as easy as he had imagined?
When he planned to marry Shezie, he was married to separate, never anticipating if it was difficult to separate. Why is it so hard to separate? She and Shezie do not love each other, of course everything will go according to plan, she also believes Shezie must be a professional with his job, he will leave after marriage.
Shezie looked at herself in the mirror, the whole decoration was done, she was transformed into a very beautiful bride. I can't believe what's in the mirror is him. She is really beautiful, she praised herself.
Look at the dress she was wearing. She was about to marry a driver, but the wedding dress was so beautiful that even decorated with pearls that must have been fantastic, Henry's employer really loved Henry as much as his own son. Henry was really lucky to have an employer like them.
“Already,” answered perias while tidying up Shezie's dress.
Once again Shezie looked at himself in the mirror, satisfied before the wedding was over. Not necessarily if he gets married later will wear a wedding dress like this. About when the wedding is over, the dress may not be asked? Think Shezie.
Shezie still continues to fantasize, the pearls he hoard if cashed can get rich suddenly he, the money he can save to stock his mother's medical expenses abroad which people say can be up to billions, people say, it's a mind that he doesn't open. There's no harm in getting married later she'll tell Henry to ask for this wedding dress, which Henry will definitely not give her. Shezie immediately pursed his lips.
Damian came out the door of the main house, approaching Hanna and Henry.
“The bride is ready, let's go!” damian.
“I haven't seen the bride,” said Hanna, her head turned towards the door.
“Later on, we're almost late!” damian.
Henry was not at all curious to see the bride, he just got in the car, his mind was full of plans for a farewell with Shezie.
“Alright, come!” hanna answered, holding her husband to the groom's car.
Not long after the bride and her attendants entered the car behind them.
Hanna looked at it by opening the window glass, looking out. He sat next to Henry while Damian sat in front.
“The bride is very beautiful, she is like an angel,” said Hanna, hearing Hanna's words, Henry did not budge at all she was not interested in seeing the bride as beautiful as anything, because Shezie is not a real wife.
“But if compared to mother first, Mother is more beautiful, is it not dear?” hanna asked Damian.
“Hem,” Damian replied.
“What do you mean just Hem? I'm also pretty time bride!” hanna said sullenly pouting for not getting compliments from her husband.
“Beauty to yourself,” Damian said, making Henry laugh.
“If you are not beautiful, your son will not be this handsome!” hanna said, hugging Henry.
“He's handsome because he looks like me,” Damian replied, not to be outdone, further making Hanna frown.
“What's wrong with lying a little praise me, Damian!” lamented Hanna, glaring at her husband. Damian was silent not to speak of his wife.
“Your father from the past is like that, there is no romance, wooing to the giman to,” grumbled Hanna, while looking at her son. Henry laughed and hugged his mother's shoulder.
“I Love U Mother,” she said while kissing her mother's cheek.
“Thank you loved Mom, ignore your dad!” said Hanna. Her husband was just sick, his wife continued to grumble.
“Come we leave!” there was a voice from outside, the chairman of the bridal committee, while walking to his car in front of the Damian family car.
The drivers started running their cars and left Damian's house.
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