Billionaire Bride
CH-26 Guests not invited at reception

The building was transformed into a beautiful reception room. From entering the building area, the right left of the road that will be passed by invited guests has been decorated with colorful flowers congratulation from sharing circles, especially Damian's business colleagues.

Hanna was moved to see her name on the flowers, Damian and Hanna. His heart was immediately carried away feeling, this was not really his wedding, but made so luxurious. Has this drama gone too far? Does marriage lie to everyone?

The car stopped in front of the building. Many people welcomed them. No one Hanna knows anyone, looks like Hannapun's fake parents have arrived. They got out of the car immediately greeted by the bridesmaid team.

Damian stretched out his hand so that Hanna would hold his hand, they entered the building. Hanna couldn't believe it, the building was laid out so beautifully. In addition to many floral decorations, their photos become banners in every corner of the room.

Damian and Hanna stand on the stage with Damian's stepmother, Satria and her fake parents. Seeing all of this made Hanna completely moved, her eyes glazed over, had it been, if this were a real marriage she would have been very happy.

Her head turned to her fake husband. Look at the handsome man beside her. Damian looked so dashing with his tuxedo. His nose is very sharp from the side, his strong jaw makes him look very Manly. She was a very handsome man and also very rich, but she was not her husband. There was sadness appearing in him. Why didn't she get along with the groom who loved her while standing here in this beautiful reception room?

Many visitors came to congratulate them. The photographers were so busy taking pictures of them and filming. Damian always stole a look at his very beautiful bride today. His ugly ejeken to his fake wife was gone instantly. His wife was really beautiful on this special day.

Damian turned to Hanna who was also looking at him. Hanna smiled immediately. The deg! Damian's heart stopped beating. The smile on the red lips of her bride made her swallow. Why are those red lips like the stowberry fruit he wants to eat? His daydreams were spoiled when his stepmother poked him because the guests waited to shake hands with him. Damian immediately turned to the guest and shook hands.

“Thank you,” said.

The day is getting late, tired of mastering the bride. Invitational guests are still a lot of unrelenting. Hanna to think I don't know how many invitations circulated by her stepmother Damian, because so many who came.

Until suddenly his eyes were on someone who had just come into the reception building, among the other invited guests.

The figure of a handsome, handsome, white, tall man like Damian, appeared to be present with a man who might be his friend. The man she knew so well, why did Hanna now see the man at a glance look like Damian? Why does it always look like Damian? Seeing Ojol Satria look like Damian, when he saw his little friend's man also now look like Damian?

That man is Cristian. The groom she left on her wedding day. Why is Cristian in this building? Is he friends with Damian? Lothawat! Hanna's face instantly turned pale instantly.

Hanna was getting pale, when she saw Cristian looking at the photos in every corner of the building. Cristian looked surprised to see the photo. Why is that photo similar to Hanna? But the girl in the photo is prettier, she's like the professional model in the photo.

“You why?” ask friend.

“The bride is similar to someone,” Cristian replied.

“Who?” ask his friend again.

“Like my bride,Bobby,” replied Cristian. The man called Boby laughed.

“You just feel lost. So every look at the bride will surely look like your bride. Forget about him, it means he doesn't love you, so leave you on your wedding day,” Bobby said.

“You are right, probably because I lost him so much,” Cristian replied. Now his eyes were on the face of the bride who was shaking hands with the guests, but he did not see the face because it was hindered by the large-bodied guest shaking hands with the bride and groom.

“Who is this bride? You suddenly invited me here, and then I visited your house since we separated when we graduated from college,” asked Cristian to Bobby.

“His name is Damian, he's a successful young entrepreneur. He inherited a large company that belonged to his deceased father. Many companies one group company with him, including the company I work for,” replied Bobby.

“Yes I had heard his name,” Cristian replied, nodding his head.

“Who is the bride?” ask Cristian again.

“I don't know the bride, which I heard they were married on an island. Only now the recipe,” replied Bobby. Cristian just nodded. From the beginning of the entrance, due to the large number of guests present, Cristian did not pay attention to the greeting flowers plastered along the way if the name of the bride Hanna, the bride, since his bride is not the one he is familiar with so he is not very enthusiastic, his task is simply to accompany Bobby to the reception.

They were back in line among the guests.

Hanna's eyes occasionally looked towards Cristian who was getting closer to be shaking hands. Fortunately the guest was very close so he was blocked by those guests. Cristian is getting closer in line. Hanna thinks about leaving the place soon lest Cristian recognize her. As Cristian got closer, Hanna hurriedly turned to Damian.

“I want to go to the toilet for a while,” Hanna told Damian. Without waiting for an answer from Damian, Hanna lifted her wedding dress, hurriedly leaving the place.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry,”he said passed the person who had been shaking hands with him earlier in a hurry.

“Where is your wife?” ask Ms.Sofia.

“To the toilet,” Damian replied. Ms.Sofia said nothing more, she immediately shook hands with her guest. Satria looked at Hanna who was running among the crowd of guests. He frowned, it was not the direction of the toilet.

Now it's Cristian and Bobby's turn to shake hands with the bridal family and the bride. But unfortunately the bride does not exist, but she does not mind because she does not know the bride and groom.

Hanna was looking for the back door of the building. After asking the waiter for food, then he could get out of the building. He gasped for breath as he was half running to get out of the building.

He also stood leaning against the wall, adjusting his breath that was panting. Sweat was coming out of his forehead. Not tired of running but he was afraid to meet with Cristian. What if Cristian recognizes him? What happens later? Cristian will force his parents back home. His parents must be very angry, already embarrassing the family, suddenly he married a stranger without his parents' permission. What would happen if a year later she had to separate from Damian and go home as a widow? Her parents would be furious if they knew this was all a lie. Aaaah why is everything so messed up? Hanna shook her head.

Suddenly there was the voice of a man who broke his daydream.

“This is not a toilet,” said the voice.

Hanna was surprised to hear it and turned towards the voice. Satria was already standing nearby and steadying him. Seeing Damian's sister made him even more shocked and nervous.

“What are you doing?” satria asked, looking at Hanna suspiciously.

“I searched the toilet and came instead,” elak Hanna.

Satria was still staring at him. Folded both hands on his chest.

“Truely so?” inquiringly.

“Iya,” Hanna replied.

“Not because it evades someone?” guess Satria.

“What? No, what are you talking about? There's no one here I know. My home is far away on that island,” replied Hanna.

“Truely so?” satria asked, still not believing.

“True,” replied Hanna, nodding surely.

“I want to go to the toilet,” exclaimed Hanna, while lifting her dress, back into the building.

Satria frowned in astonishment. Looks like there's something Hanna's hiding. He finally got back into the building.

Hanna looking for a toilet but nothing. Where is the toilet? He also circled along the back of the building, there seemed a lot of goods there, dus dus and all kinds of event equipment. He saw a further passageway.

“It looks like it's the toilet,” he said. He passed through the hall and found an open door. He also entered the door and it turned out that it was just an empty room, it seemed like a former office room that had been unused. There were only a few wooden tables and chairs piled up in the corner of the room that was quite spacious.  In the room there was also a window that was not too big, iron coated. He goes to that window. It turned out that the window led to the back of the building, there appeared to be several cars parked across there.

Looking at it through the window, there were several cars coming out. He let out a long sigh again, remembering Cristian. Is Cristian home yet? He had to wait a while, he thought.

Then he took one of the wooden chairs stored near the window, he also sat there looking out. From the gap of the window blew the soothing wind. She just remembered last night after hugging Damian, she found out that Damian bought a house by the beach, all night he thought about the house for whom? It really made him curious, to make it difficult to sleep thinking about it. Back the wind blew through the window, so cold. Slowly drowsiness attacked, Hannapun fell asleep in the chair, leaning to the side of the window.

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