Love Choices Mas Duda
Wedding Day 1

The polish of various brands of make-up filled the surface of the neck to the face, mempermak eye bags that look sleepy to make it look fresh, styling long hair hers rolled adorned crown increasingly beautify her appearance. It does not take a lot of time, the demand for simple makeup but still elegant MUA is able to change the beauty of Afrinda increasingly visible many times. Do not forget to give vitamin pills energy boost, drowsiness not to sleep overnight will definitely affect the event later.

In the room next to Astrid and Ny.Syeni re-examined the dress that Afrinda would wear later, checking it in as much detail as possible. Nothing is lacking, helping to be perfectly bandaged in Afrinda's body. The length of the dress that does not dangle to the ankles makes her legs free to move, the neck of the dress that does not expose the cleavage, the arms of flowers to the elbows, the crown adorns her head, the neckline of the dress that does not expose the cleavage, the white color of bone studded accessories further embellish.

"Perfect!" peekik Ny.Syeni was amazed by the result.

"It feels impatient to catch up quickly," said Astrid causing laughter. Her parents are already downstairs waiting for a party.

Looking at her reflection from the mirror, the thought of her family instantly smothered her faded smile. Sighing deeply in fear of his hope not being granted, gulping down water from the straw lightened his chaotic mind.

"Mother, Father, Mamah Dahlya, are you coming?" his question in his heart served the three people who still have affection in the bottom of his heart.

"Dear."

"Mom, I'm sorry I'm daydreaming."

Ms.Syeni twisted to face rubbing the wrist of her prospective daughter-in-law, "Don't immediately think pessimistic first, later your mood is ugly. We're all together, half an hour away maybe they'll be there soon."

In the locker room Gharda men do not do much make-up rituals, just apply the potluck just like for men. His mind was divided to keep the situation going, because according to their conversation last night, Bram could have played behind the scenes paying anyone from around to destroy Gharda.

Giving orders to his men to supervise even small things such as invited guests, tightening guard around the location of the building.

Her strapping body was attached to a matching color suit with an Afrinda hair-climsy dress a little lip-lightening and taking vitamin pills as well.

"Dad, so handsome," praised his adorable smiling daughter.

"Hu'ung," Jelita nodded smilingly displaying a row of her beautiful teeth. "So Jelly's seen Miss Frind, cannntikkk once. Jelly is happy the color of my dress and Miss Frind's dress is also the same, hihi!" With the spirit of twisting his body so that the dress skirt swayed. "I look like princes!"

"Yes-yes. But from today, don't call miss again. Soon'll be the mama Jelly," said Gharda put the shoes on Jelita's feet.

"What should you call? Allen said call mother only, it's okay like calling Mother Araz. Both are the same Jelly darling."

Gharda shook her head with a small smile. "Jelly up, which one is good. Already, follow your candidate there, father will soon be finished." Giving a small bag that had been cut off Gharda put on her daughter's shoulder to kiss her cheeks, Jelita avoided running to scream dislike being kissed.

"No, Dad!!"

Gharda smiled happily, "May you be happy there, Araz. Sorry, I'd rather go on with my life and our daughter's, than continue to drown in the grief of your departure. I will make amends by loving our daughter Jelita, the album about you is always neatly arranged in the corner of our hearts," she looked up into the air, removing the velvet ring from her suit pocket. "Our wedding ring I'll leave to Jelita." The ring has been kept safe and Araz's secret assets will be switched on Jelita's behalf at a predetermined age.

Tinkering with his phone, Rivzal was in the cctv control room, so far it's safe.

In the make-up room Afrinda had finished standing nervously for a moment out, Astrid and Ticha accompanying inside seductively melted Afrinda's mood.

"Chook out!" egwin shouted from behind the door.

Afrinda walked in the middle with graceful steps.

"She's beautiful, but not my milliku," murmured.Egwin inwardly shook his head what kind of thought this was.

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