Blooming At It's Time
¹⁵ Memory Wedding Dresses

A very busy weekend for Alora and Alden, plus Sandra. Today a pair of brides-to-be do fitting clothes for the big event of the upcoming new year. At first Sandra did not want to come, because she thought Harsa was off work. After learning that Harsa left for work early in the morning, Sandra immediately volunteered to come along. Though usually he dared to stay alone at home, but this time Sandra was scared. I don't know what he was afraid of, even though the sun was still bright and the neighborhood of his house was still crowded.

Alden and Alora decided to opt for a simple, classic-style outfit. Alden was trying a black tuxedo, with a staff designer who matched Alden's body size. Meanwhile, Alora and Sandra, behind the fitting room, are trying on a wedding dress for Alora. The two brothers stared at Alora's reflection from the large mirror, with mixed feelings. This marriage really happened.

"Sir Alo looks like Mother." Said Sandra suddenly, almost making Alora gasp in shock.

Alora simply smiled knotfully, watching the dress she was wearing through the mirror. It was not without reason that Alora chose that dress. He remembers seeing the wedding photos of his father and mother. The photo was well taken care of by her mother. At that time, little Alora was very impressed by the simple dress worn by the Mother, and even aspired to wear a similar dress when married later. So, this was the time, so Alora chose a dress similar to her memory.

This was the time, the curtains of the fitting room were opened, allowing Alden, to see Alora's appearance in the wedding dress. Alden didn't even wait for this moment, he was instead struggling with his phone, taking care of some things with Kenzo. Until the curtain opens full, and Alden must be summoned by Alora to turn to her. It was then that Alden looked up and kept his phone.

For a moment, Alden was silent. His expression was very flat, not even fascinated even though Alora was already as beautiful as an angel. Alora arched a smile, waiting for a response from Alden. But the man instead of paying attention to Alora's appearance, looked straight into the look in his eyes. He saw Alora smiling, but his heart felt something was amiss. She admitted, Alora fits perfectly into her choice of dress. But the look in Alora's eyes made Alden have to think hard just to respond. Because of what he felt, the woman was sad.

"What face is that? So how, it fits?" Ketus Sandra, awaken Alden from his daydream.

Alden glanced at Sandra while chuckling. Then he went back to Alora to express his opinion, "Where? Comfortabley? That's if you like it."

Alora frowned at Alden's words. It was not that he expected praise from Alden, but that sentence was completely unexpected by Alora. Well, maybe Alora should be grateful that Alden didn't impose his choice on Alora. But what do people who hear it say? Like Sandra and the staff designers, they must be surprised by the bride and groom who do not look enthusiastic.

"Hm... Comfortable... Not too open. I like it anyway." Said Alora while lifting a little cloth skirt, then swing it.

"Yes great. Look slim." Reply Alden, nodding.

"the sight? Meanin?" Alora's gaze now changed, looking straight at Alden with an electric shock that was hastily struck by the man. Alden shifted his eyes.

"Well, as you thought to yourself."

"This fucking kid wants to die, I guess!"

Alora was about to approach Alden who got up from the sofa, preparing to avoid Alora. But Alora is being held by Sandra. Really, Sandra was getting sick of the behavior of her brother and sister-in-law. She did not even expect her brother to be in such an absurd relationship.

"You brides-to-be, right? Not ashamed of it?" Sandra. His face already looked extremely tired facing the endless duo.

Alden laughed seeing Alora whose arm was held back by Sandra. He also had time to pay attention to the look on Alora's face that had returned as usual. The sad highlight was gone from her beautiful eyes. He's grateful for that. In the depths of her heart, Alden admitted that Alora looked very charming with the dress.

Even so, Alden still tried to mock Alora. Alden raised his thumb up on Alora, then turned it down. Realizing she was being ridiculed, Alora screeched, preparing to reply to the man.

"Your pants don't need to be cut anymore? It's too long because your legs are short!"

"Guh! You know the shoe insole?"

Alden snapped his fingers, feeling victorious. Finally he was able to reply to Alora for already mocking him at Orenji Cafe back then. Today's wedding dress fittings agenda goes pretty smoothly, at least for Alden and Alora. Somehow Sandra who was throbbing head did not want to stop.

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They've turned towards the alley of Alora's house. On the front bench, Alora and Alden were talking about a building that was complicated enough for Sandra to hear. So Sandra chose to watch the streets around them. Just then, Sandra noticed that a man was standing in front of the gate. His heart beat was instantly roaring. He was confused half dead, had to do how.

"Sir Alden, stop!"

"Why, San?"

"Stop, Brother!"

Alden, feeling Sandra's panic, finally stopped his car right in front of a house before Alora's house, without parking it neatly. At that moment, Sandra got out of the car and immediately approached the man in a black jacket standing in front of her house. Alora, who was following Sandra, was surprised to see her sister talking to the mysterious man.

"Who is that? Al-Alora!" Alden shouted at Alora who was coming down, and approached Sandra.

Alden cursed in his heart, afraid that something would happen to the two women. He hurriedly parked his car on the empty land. His car was parked carelessly, the most important thing now was, he had to look after the two women.

"Sandra! Coming in!" Alora's orders to Sandra. But the woman did not hear, instead trying to cover the man from her brother.

"Who is that, San? Incoming you!"

"Sister Alo, listen to me first!"

Alora also doesn't want to hear Sandra. He pushed Sandra's body aside, so that she could actually stare at the mysterious man. Alora's eyes widened, shocked to see the man in front of her alive and looking healthy. Alora finally realized, from the black jacket that the man was wearing, it turned out that he had been watching them all along. He was the man behind the darkness who always watched the three brothers from a distance. He was the one who Alora hated so much, that it ripped her body to pieces helplessly. The one who incised deep wounds on Alora.

Right then, after recognizing the man's face, Alora's heart immediately rang. It was as if something within him could not bear to explode. After all the chaos, Alora still tried to stand firm even though the balance began to waver. Alora looked at Sandra with her head turning, asking for clarity about all these events.

"Sane... This what the fuck?" Alora said on the sidelines of her breathing that faltered.

"Alora!"

Alora realized Alden was calling her, so she turned her head with the look of her face that looked very chaotic. Then Alora turned to look one by one around her. Alden, the man, and Sandra, he saw more and more blurry. Her breathing became shorter, until Alora felt tight. Her body started to lose balance as she stepped back, Alora almost fell down if the man did not hold her body.

"Fuck!" While trying to revive herself, Alora shouted at the man, then brushed off his rough hands.

He chose to walk away from the man, even though his body was already limp. Alora can fall at any time, plus her head is now spinning violently until her vision is clouded. His chest tightened, his whole body felt hotter. Alora was not strong enough to hold on anymore, she was very chaotic. Luckily Alden held Alora's body in his arms. If not, the woman may have fallen.

"Al's? Alora?" Alden tried to resuscitate Alora, while the woman could not stand it anymore. The voice of Alden and Sandra who continuously called out to him, was heard more and more saru. So, shortly after, Alora completely collapsed and fainted.

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