Destiny Gintani
Akbar's Reception

"Who's angel sur... " The mouth of Argha is locked. He was hypnotized with the aura of beauty that came out from his wife. Oh my God, I just realized that she's so beautiful, inner Argha.

"Sister! Brother Argha!" nadhifa said, waving her hands in front of her brother's face.

But the brother, still flinching. His eyes did not blink admiring his wife's beauty.

"Babyskk!!" nadhifa shouted, right in her brother's ear.

"Shit!! What the hell are you, deck?" scolded Argha in shock, and instantly closed his ears.

"Huh, what kind of brother? Look at Gintan's brother. Until the eyeballs fall, out of place!" sulk Nadhifa, annoyed.

"Maklum beb, said Gintan kan syantiek, so the young master was so impressed to see him. Isn't that right, say?" timpal the woody man.

"Acharmed!" Nadhifa confirmed the words spoken by the wooden man.

"That's the language of the artist beb! It's like you never watch TV!" gerutu the sissy.

"Of course, no need to argue! What's up, sir coming here?" ask Gintani, divert the conversation.

"What?? Mister??" pekik Nadhifa and the wood man were together.

"Hey brother Gintan, he's your husband. Yes, you call him sir?" nadhifa.

"Yes, that's not funny! Later if you walk, considered a lawyer ma master, loh! Yassalam..!"'s search...!" said the man kemayu, tepok jidat.

Argha's face was flushed, his jaw was hardened, feeling humiliated by what the young man said.

Gintani hates her husband, but she still has the feeling to always keep the honor of her husband. Gintani does not want her husband's pride to fall before the eyes of her sister and the woman.

"Here you go, you don't have to tease my husband. That is indeed my dear's call to my handsome master. The dream husbands of women. Isn't that right, baby?" gintani said as she approached and touched the chest of her husband's field.

But the touch turned out to be misinterpreted by her husband. Argha quickly caught Gintani's hand. His left hand pulled on the waist of the gintani. "I like your last call, baby." - cf. Argha.

The smell of mint coming out of her husband's breath, made Gintani a little tempted.

"Ma... mean, you?" whisky Gintani.

"I know you just want to keep my honor. That's why you pretended to be sweet to me. It's okay, I like it a lot. Be spoiled, and keep calling me dear for good!" argha was full of emphasis.

Gintani lowered his head. He was trapped by his own words. My God, you ungrateful arrogant man, Inner Gintani.

Argha grabbed Gintani's chin and slightly raised it. The little lips became a magnet. He approached Gintani and began to softly kiss those thin lips.

"Ish, Brother Argha! Don't stain the sanctity of Dhifa's eyes with your perverted deeds!" gerutu Nadhifa covered his face with both palms

"Not what beb, passable ... free spectacle!" timpal the sissy.

"Basic sissy rombeng!" Back Nadhifa grumbled as he turned his five-cent lips.

Debate sister-in-law and makeup artist, made Gintani as an opportunity to avoid Argha. Gintani ran out of the dressing room.

"Where are you going?" ask Argha.

"I'm going down, sir. Maybe soon the show will start" replied Gintani.

"The ceremony is indeed being started, therefore papah told me to take you down. Come on!" take Argha while holding Gintani's hand. They also went down to the ballroom of the Crown hotel, where the grand reception was held.

Arriving at the front door of the ballroom, their arrival became the center of attention of invited guests. Moreover, female guests and also socialite mothers, communities built by her stepmother Argha.

They look disappointed when they see a young man's dream daughter-in-law, walking tightly to the arm of a graceful hijab-wearing woman. Even with some of Argha's female colleagues who look pouting and staring at the figure of Gintani with a look of killing him.

A beautiful smile and a hue of happiness, emanated clearly on the face of the couple. With great hospitality, they greet the invited guests and ensure the do'a spoken from the mouths of the invited guests.

Seeing the happiness on his grandson's face, without feeling, the tears of Grandfather Wira melted. Arya, it's finally dad's job to look after your daughter, it's over. May you be happy there, inner Grandfather Wira smilingly looked at his grandson who was standing on the lap.

Unlike the three friends of Argha. Alex, Bram and Kevin are shocked to discover the woman standing next to her best friend.

"Isn't that the girl who slapped Argha?" ask Kevin.

Bram nodded his confirming sign.

"Ish, what happened to that haughty master? Has he changed his mind and turned to love the girl?" ask Kevin again.

"Come away!" bram answered, shrugging both shoulders. "Maybe he got his karma and loved the girl instead. Is not the limit of love and hate very thin?" continued Bram.

"I don't think the scenario is like that" Alex replied, staring intently at the couple.

"You mean?" kevin and Bram asked as they frowned.

"Do you know something, Al?" ask Bram, investigate.

"Hey..., why ask me? Aren't you his assistant?" Alex asked back.

Bram grunted in annoyance. "For some things, he was very open to me. But for this, I know absolutely nothing. Ever since she disappeared three years ago, she's been a very secretive person on women's affairs." Bram continued.

Alex quiet. He just stared intently at the smiling couple greeting his guests. What's behind all this Ar? I hope you'll never play back on that girl's life, inner Alex.

Meanwhile, in the left corner of the ballroom, there was a girl who looked angry and disappointed to see a young couple sitting in the hall. He snorted in annoyance as he stomped his feet. Furious, he came out of the hotel ballroom. "Look at it later, I will definitely ruin your marriage!" His murmur was in a hurry.

Brugh...!

"Aww....!"

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