I'm Not Your Bridge
Chapter 6

Nayyara looks happy to see the dress Aaron gave her. He even tried it by attaching the dress to his body. But when her husband told her to wear the dress to go to the party later that night, suddenly her face turned sad.

It turns out that tonight coincides with Nayyara's dance performance as well, one thing that became her dream long ago. But of course Aaron did not let all his plans fail. He issued all persuasions so that his wife would come along.

After a long debate that was quite emotionally draining, Nayyara finally agreed, because she thought the meeting would have a huge impact on the progress of her husband's career.

Aaron was overjoyed to hear the wife's approval. He immediately asked her to prepare because she would take Nayyara to a famous salon in this city to do body and face care so that she could look special tonight.

Long story short, they also set off to the salon in question that has been boking completely for a full day specifically for Nayyara a by Albert.

Upon arrival they are greeted by a female therapist at the door. "Sorry, are you Miss Nayyara?" ask her politely with a friendly smile.

Nayyara nodded. "Yes, mom. I'm Nayyara."

The therapist then cupped both hands in front of the chest and bowed a little to pay respect. "Welcome to our beauty salon." Don't forget the friendly smile on your face.

Another therapist came out with a tray in hand containing a glass of orange juice with a lemon cut on the edge of the glass and thrust it in front of Nayyara. "Please, Miss!."

Nayyara seemed hesitant to accept the glass. She turned to her husband for an opinion. "Mas, is all this you're doing?."

Aaron nodded his head while smiling faintly. "Thank you, it's okay. All of this is for you" he said. How could he have told his wife the truth that this was all Albert did.

Nayyara Puwn took the glass and drank it. "Thank you a lot, ma'am!," he said with a smile.

"Come, Miss I'm with me inside!we've prepared a special body and facial care series for you."

Again Nayyara turned to her husband for approval which he answered with a nod. "Go! I'll wait for you here."

Nayyara also followed the therapist's steps towards a room they called the body message room.

"Come, Miss. Replace your clothes with these."

Nayyara was a little clumsy to be treated in such a way by the therapist, but she was very happy. This is the first time he has been treated so special.

After Nayyara changed clothes, the therapist asked her to lie down and started a series of treatments that began with body messages.

A special herb cream from natural ingredients mixed with olive oil, draped all over Nayyara's body and massaged it gently. The therapeutic aroma of the herb coupled with a gentle massage made Nayyara more relaxed.

After the body message, proceed to the body srub that is aimed not only on the face but also the entire body. Finally, Nayyara was led to a pool of milk for a soak.

The day began in the afternoon when Nayyara after doing all the series of treatments. He was also directly narrated by a professional fairy who of course also appointed by Albert.

Not much to do to make Nayyara look beautiful. Because she has a natural beauty. And lastly he changed clothes with the dress earlier along with the accessories complement.

Nayyara felt that her body was much fresher and relaxed after the massage and milk bath. And now his skin is much cleaner and shinier again.

Walking over to the husband who was busy reading the newspaper in the waiting room. Aaron was so fascinated when he first saw his wife walk out of the room. He did not even blink to see the hidden beauty that his wife had. "Beautiful!" A compliment just slid from his mouth.

Nayyara blushed in embarrassment praised thus by her husband. His face was even red with embarrassment. But all of that adds to her beauty. He also used both palms to cover up his embarrassment. "Don't praise me like that, Mom. I'm ashamed."

Aaron catches Nayyara's hands and removes them from his wife's face. "Never hide your face again. You are a very beautiful woman. Even I think the beauty of the angel in kahyangan is still inferior to the beauty you have."

"Buck!" nayyara said with a small laugh.

There is a little regret in Aaron's heart because he will give his own wife to another man after realizing the beauty possessed by the wife. But he immediately dismissed that feeling because it was no longer possible for him to cancel the deal now. His own life could have been lost.

"Hey, Mas, I'm really dumb!" nayyara said as she shook her palms in front of her husband's face.

Aaron flinched, regaining consciousness from the daydreams. "Sorry sorry! I wasn't focused because I was so fascinated by your beauty."

Nayyara chills over hearing her husband endlessly praising her. "We're going to be here all day listening to Mas Aaron complimenting me, or are we going to a party?."

Aaron laughed at his wife. "Yes, wait here! I'm gonna change clothes first, and then we go to the party."

Nayyara nodded, Aaron headed towards the changing room. Coincidentally, he also brought a suit that he would wear later at the party. Not long after, he went back to see his wife. "Yeah, we're leaving now!" he said while giving his arm to Nayyara.

"Yeah, Mom!." Nayyara put her hand on her husband's arm and they set off for the party.

With a light blue evening dress with open shoulder pieces. It looks so luxurious and elegant, perfectly wrapped in the slim body of Nayyara.

Some small jewelry that is not too flashy adds to its elegance. Her hair in a slightly wavy shape was left beautifully sagged coupled with a small hairpin framing beautifully her beautiful face.

All the eyes present at the party instantly turned their attention to him as soon as he entered the party room. The presence of a magnet attracts all the attention of people. Even some pairs of male eyes to not blink because they see their beauty. That night Nayyara was really the center of attention.

Aaron stepped with his head held high as if to show everyone that he was the lucky man who had managed to have a beautiful angel who walked beside him.