Flora Beauty Scale
The official!!

It seemed that the wedding ceremony had arrived as well, either time was going too fast or indeed there was someone speeding it up.

Up in a large room with some women who have been experts in their fields seem to dance their hands on the face, beautiful figure hair whose reflection is very clear with a stunning face.

'I didn't think it was my wedding day? A marriage I could not imagine. I don't even know how I feel right now.' Flora could only say in her own heart while feeling her face and hair as decorated as possible.

Mua who was chosen was not careless, no need to worry and think of pocket to pay for it. Zoya chooses the best for her daughter-in-law.

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"Why? Is there a problem with your clothes?" Mathew asked who had seen his son.

"No, I just want to move my shoulder. Morning exercise...." Morgan's reply made Omar laugh at his grandson's words.

"Sports? You can do sports later, especially sports nights. Just tell your heart to fight now. He thinks we don't know anything."

"That's normal, especially when you see the person who will soon be your wife, is the person you want and love. It feels so much more amazing."

"You're not gonna faint, are you?"

"Of course not!" Answer Morgan.

"If he faints, it means he's not a descendant of my family." Omar replied making his son chuckle.

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The bead stared deeply, until its eyes pierced the depths of the sea that made some tears run down its cheeks.

Even though he tried to cover it, but the small steps that came from the little fairy he used to carry now had stepped in a wedding dress.

"Lad...." Sapa Flora's.

"Beautiful, my daughter is really pretty. My little elf, she's already a goddess." Flora immediately knew that her Papa was fighting against her tears.

"I don't care if there are tears, from which there are tears of happiness. Her tears must have been dripping from looking at me, this beautiful one right?" Said Flora with a joke to color the conversation of herself and her papa.

"Can Papa take you away? Papa can't let you go like this?" Antoni stands right in front of his daughter who is already complete with a wedding dress.

"Then tell them." Flora replied with a sweet smile, making Antoni smile as well.

"It's time..." The two turned to each other towards Zoya who came carrying something in her hands.

"Mrs....."

"We'll be a family, your daughter will be my daughter. It feels too formal to call him that." While stepping Zoya took something out of the box she was carrying.

"It will increase the scale of your beauty. Everyone will know, that daughter-in-law.... No, my daughter is very pretty. This is our family's hereditary necklace, now it's yours. Mama didn't give it to Morgan. Because he's on his own somehow." While talking with a joke, Zoya pairs a necklace on Flora's plain neck.

"Look prettier, don't you think?" Ask Antoni Zoya.

"Yes, he's much more perfect."

"We're on the road." Antoni gave a reaction on his hand to Flora's goosebumps. Flora who saw it, immediately hooked her hand with the hand of the Papa who led her to the wedding altar.

The building is already inhabited by many people with cameras in several places. Morgan was already standing at the wedding altar waiting for the bride to make her way.

In fact, anyone can see the beauty of the bride from behind the thin cloth. "I'm handing my daughter over to you. I really hope you take good care of him. As you promised me, I want my daughter not to be watered by tears other than tears of happiness."

"I will keep it, and keep my promise." Flora's hand slowly slipped from Antoni's current one, Antoni took a few steps back and now Flora and Morgan are facing each other with a priest.

"Brother Morgan, are you willing to be Flora's husband with all her flaws. Keep it under any circumstances, with him both joy and sorrow. Sick or happy, until death do you part."

"I'm willing, I'll take care of him, along with him in times of difficulty or pleasure. Until death do us part." There was another sense Flora felt when Morgan took the wedding vows.

"And sister Flora are you willing to be Morgan's wife with all her flaws. Keep it under any circumstances, with him both joy and sorrow. Sick or happy, until death do you part." The shadow of the marriage contract they were talking about was remembered by Flora. He was silent for a moment, before taking the wedding youth's vow.

"I... I'm willing. With him, when both joy and sorrow. Sick or healthy, until death separates us both." Before long everything was silent, there was only a flash of light taking their every scene.

"Now you are officially husband and wife." Everything stood up and applauded flowing happiness to this marriage.

"Nothing like the movies?"

"No! I told Morgan." It seems that those who have become besan were quite surprised to hear the words of Antoni.

"Yes, it's better to play inside... Haha." Zoya who seems so happy does not mind it and instead laughs between her silent husband with his besan.

Everyone took photos together and of course this wedding news became a scene in any media. Many positive comments were thrown for the marriage of the two, in addition to the appearance of being so very supportive, they also came from a family that both bear.

No exception, the people who ridiculed Flora badly. They like washing their eyes read and see the wedding photos that in fact Flora their mockery material first.

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"I'll take Flora to our residence. I've said it before." Morgan appears to be starting talks amid family gatherings.

"I don't mind it. At least stay here two days. Papa's going back to Italy." Antoni's words surprised Flora, because her Papa didn't say anything about this.

"Papa didn't say, why?"

"The restaurant's waiting for papa baby, you're married anyway. This isn't papa's residence, you know it's true."

"Yes, but Papa did it on purpose."

"By the way Papa's gonna be seeing you anyway, isn't that Morgan?"

"Of course Papa, our house is open waiting for papa." Answer Morgan.

"Yes, we'll be back too. After the wedding of this brat, we'll also fly to Holland."

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Morgan who had just finished cleaning up was quite shocked by Flora who had fallen asleep in their bed.

Waving her wet hair with a towel. Morgan fixed Flora's sleeping position away from the blanket. "Gosh, is he so tired?" After enveloping Flora's body, Morgan stared fixedly at the pretty face.

"I hope this taste grows on you, Flora. I got rid of what we agreed on, but one thing I kept... I wouldn't touch you, without your permission."

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