Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Wedding Kiss

After the announcement, go to the dance. Chaca immediately went down pulling her husband when the music began to pamper the ears. Lighting is arranged in such a way, only highlighting the two. All attention is focused on the couple.

But all the guests also followed, dancing around the two of them. Gandhi reached out his left hand which was immediately greeted by Chaca.

"It's a shame I can't dance" Gandhi said, clutching his wife's waist with his right hand.

"Ikutin aja music, darling," said Chaca put one hand on the shoulder of her husband.

The happy laughs of the two were not fading for a single second. They began to swing their legs compactly in the sound of classical music.

Chaca's legs are stepped on by her husband. But the woman berated him, he only grimaced continuing his movement. Because they are the center of attention right now.

"Dear, sorry," regretted Gandhi's guilt.

"It's okay, honey. Her name is also just learning," Chaca said smilingly touching her husband's cheek.

After gaining control of the movement, Chaca turned around and was pulled again by Gandhi in the arms. Gandhi continued to shower kisses on his wife's forehead.

A few minutes later Chaca turned around again, Gandhi's hands holding Chaca's back, as he curled his body back. Gandhi followed him, bowing his body and kissing his wife's friendly lips.

"Yuhuu .. wedding kiss!" the cheers of the guests applauded loudly, some were whistling as well.

"Oh my goodness sweet they are. Hey soul mate, hope you get closer soon huh. I melted seeing them," grumbled the Goddess kissing the bridal flowers she had just gotten.

Flashes of photo light are simple to capture the moment. Xander and Alice also danced. They are no less romantic even though the age of marriage is long.

Amel also eager to dance with her husband. But only a few movements he felt nauseous when he was close to the man.

"Darling, you're dry again!" exclaiming Amel closed his nose to resist nausea.

"Good God, when healthy people can't be drained?" andra's grouse distanced his body.

Amel immediately ran to the toilet because his tummy was turbulent wanting to take out all of its contents. Andra panicked, following his wife's gentle massage of the woman's nape. He was sweating from the panic of seeing his wife.

"Mas Andra don't whip dong! The more nauseous I got," cried Amel pushing her husband.

Andra was wrong. On the one hand he was worried, but on the other hand his presence was rejected by his wife. Finally the man stepped out and waited at the door.

After a few minutes, Amel did not make a sound. Andra knocked on the door many times, afraid that something might happen to his wife.

"Darling, Amel, are you okay?" yelled Andra banging on the door.

Amel came out with a deathly pale face. Her hair that had been neatly coiled was a little messy. She walks but does not want her husband.

"Good, baby!" andra grumbled to herself. He could not bear to see his wife suffer like that.

Andra walked behind his wife giving a distance of several meters. They wanted to say goodbye to Gandhi and Chaca who had sat back on her throne, flanked by her parents.

Surprisingly, Amel felt fit again when close to Gandhi. He was enthusiastic about taking pictures with the couple. Andra, just watched it from below the stage. He sat before the goddess.

"Sir! Why not go on stage? You are fighting again with his wife," said Dewi.

Andra just sighed, not answering. His gaze was straight on his wife who was joking with Gandhi and Chaca.

"Mother Amel, why didn't Andra come up?" ask Gandhi.

Gandhi and Chaca looked at each other, then both laughed. He also felt sorry for the couple.

"You don't laugh, Chaca will get pregnant like you know how you feel!" he said he stopped the laughter of the two.

"Well, don't dong Ma'am. I can't get far from Chaca," elak Gandhi embraced his wife's affection.

"Where can it be predicted? I don't want to be kayak gini either. Look at it a little." Amel laughs a grin making Gandhi afraid to imagine it.

Before long, Amel said he wanted to go home soon. Because his body feels tired. After descending, Andra's turn up. There were no other words spoken by Gandhi and Chaca, other than patience for the future father.

"Honey, later if pregnant do not like that. I can't get away from you" he muttered touching his wife's chin.

"Hopefully yes, dear," said Chaca clutching her husband's cheeks.

"Ehm! Honey, you're on stage again. All eyes are on this." Alice's voice blew the two away.

Gandhi and Chaca were wrong. They take each other off and sit with their eyes straight ahead. Sure all eyes are on him. Chaca looked down deeply, in contrast to the indifferent Gandhi.

Now is the time for guests to congratulate both brides. Gandhi's colleagues enthusiastically took the stage. They are proud, it turns out they once had a superior person. But never showed his pride. After being satisfied to take pictures, they say goodbye after congratulating.

After that, Xander and Alice's business partners included employees in all their companies. Chaca looked exhausted. They've been standing for hours. But as if it were endless.

"Darling, are you still strong? Want to sit down?" gandhi looked at his pale wife.

Chaca nodded, and she got her husband to sit down. Followed by the worried mother. Gandhi rubbed his wife's sweat with tissue.

"Cha, why, son?" alice asked to sit down beside Chaca.

"Capek to Mom. The guests are endless" said Chaca weakly.

Alice shook her head. "Losing to Mommy anyway?" sindir Alice offers a drink.

Chaca grabbed it and gulped it down quickly. He was not used to standing for long. Plus the dress worn when heavy, the result of the choice of the mother.

A middle-aged man climbed up the stage lowered his head. Almost all the guests went home. He did not dare to straighten the view just to see someone who stood with a nyalang look.

The man was Handoyo, Gandhi's former superior. Fear crept all over his body. The fate of the hotel is now on the edge. Remembering his treatment of Gandhi. The son of a famous person who was very influential on the development of his hotel today.

"Lord Xander, congratulations on the marriage of his son" Handoyo said stammeringly.

His hand was about to shake. It was clearly trembling on his body. Xander looked at him sharply, not welcoming him.

"Handoyo!" the thrill of walking around the man made him even more frightened.

His head lowered, "Yes, sir" he said slowly lowering his hand.

Gandhi was still busy watching his wife, he had not seen the arrival of his former superior.

"Do you know what you've done wrong?" tanya Xander folded her arms around her chest. Handoyo nodded slowly.

"Say name!" pekik cold.

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