Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Lamar
BEFORE READING DO NOT FORGET TO CULTIVATE LIKE YAA YES GUYS..........
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"Where are we going?" ask me wonder when the car Mas Dante stopped in front of a boutique that at once there is a salon.
"Just go down, honey. Later you also know," replied Mas Dante as he extended his hand.
I nodded and welcomed Mas Dante's hand. Honestly, I've never been to the salon for the wives of these officials. To be able to become one of the visitors of the salon and boutique must be a member first. Otherwise, just a single piece of clothing could be tens of millions.
"Come, Honey. Hugged Mas's hand," said Mas Galvin thrust out his arm for me to hug.
"Mas, what the hell are you doing here? He said he wanted to take the kids to dinner" I said half-backed.
"You eat" replied Mas Dante.
"Cock eat here, Mum?" ask me plain. Somehow if you are near Mas Dante my brain likes slow like a remote.
"Follow it, honey. Don't ask too many questions. You know later." Mas Dante pinched my nose with remes.
"Mas." I'm crowing.
Mas Dante chuckled softly as he rubbed my nose. Sometimes all the pain in my chest seemed to be treated if with Mas Dante, the fear that was increasingly incarnated into pain and then turned calm and comfortable.
We entered this luxurious and expensive boutique. In my life I never thought I would be able to visit a boutique that I can only see through social media.
"Good afternoon Mr. Dante, how can we help you?" greet one of the women I know the owner of this boutique. This boutique is very famous in the city of Pontianak, not only quality clothes but also the way of service of its workers that make customers feel comfortable.
"Please dress up, my future wife pretty. For clothes, let me choose," said Mr. Dante.
"Dude......."
"Come, sweetie." Dante let go of my arms and asked me to follow the owner of this boutique.
"Come, ma'am" the boutique owner told me.
I don't know what my face will look like. I've never been dressed like this. Although to the salon have been several times if Mas Galvin has been paid. It was also if he gave more money, the rest of the family needs and children's shopping.
"Mom, very similar to the late wife of Mr. Dante," said Ms. Hilda who I know the owner of this boutique.
"That's it," I said.
"Yes Ma'am, Mr. Dante often invites Bu Killa here every weekend," he explained.
I don't know what to answer. I'm not jealous at all because before I got into Mas Dante's life, Killa was the first to be his wife.
"Why do you look alike, ma'am. Was his sister's mother the late wife of Mr. Dante?" ask Mama Hilda again curious.
We were not just brothers but we were twins apart and unfortunately when it was realized after Kak Killa left for good.
"We're twins, ma'am," I replied.
Hilda's handsome brother was surprised, surely he did not expect. I also never thought I was a twin. But the truth is this, right?
"You twins?" repeat Hilda again.
.
.
"Darling, you are so beautiful" praised Mas Dante looking at me with admiration.
Like a teenager who has just fallen in love, my cheeks are red and blushing. Just that little compliment alone managed to make me misbehave.
Mas Dante smiled wryly, his hand took both my hands and then kissed his back fondly. My heart warms when it touches my skin. I don't know, until now I still can't believe I'm falling in love. Even in my life never imagined, will fall in love with the boss himself.
To be honest, Divta was originally a man close to me, impossible if there was no sense between me and him. Said people did sds a pure friendship between men and women and surely one of her harbors a taste. However, I immediately dismissed all the feelings that should not exist. I was afraid that I was drowning in my own feelings and could not love the man well.
However, my heart that had been closed for so long because of my failure in the household was shaken since the presence of Mas Dante. I don't know when I fell in love with my future husband, but near him I felt like myself.
"Let's go, baby" asked Mas Dante to put my hand in his arm.
"What's the matter exactly? Why am I dressed like this? Where are the kids?" ask me and keep wondering.
"Honey come along, save your questions" said Mas Dante.
I nodded and followed in Mas Dante's footsteps even though I was still wondering.
We walked in, I knew the restaurant was always crowded every Sunday night. However, why is it that tonight is so deserted by visitors, not even a single person I saw there.
"Mas, why aren't there people? This restaurant doesn't close, does it?" ask me again.
Dante didn't answer, he kept me coming inside.
My eyes were perfectly rounded when I saw the decorations in one of the VVIP rooms full of flowers. In the middle of it was a table with a small candle on top of it and two chairs on the side. Along the way was filled with petals of deep red flowers.
"Mas."
I don't know when Mas Dante knelt in front of me, giving me a bright red velvet box. I shut my mouth in disbelief.
"Mas is not a romantic man. I also can't write sweet words. But tonight I want to ask you wholeheartedly. That Mas wants to live with you until later. I want to spend the rest of my life and time in eternity. Would you marry me?"
I can't say anything, my tongue feels muddy. I just doubted this guy because of what Chelsea said. But he has proven to me that the love he gives is sincerity. I just wanted to say I don't want to continue our relationship because I'm afraid the second time I will experience again.
"Accept... Accept it... Accept."
I was shocked when I heard applause. I looked to the right, looking at my father and mother, there were Henny and Mira, Papa and Mama, Mas Bayu and Kak Dea and Divta and the twins.
"Take it" cried Nara.
"Yes Mommy, telefoane. So Mommy can bobo baleng Tata again!" exclamation Tata.
Naro smiled from far away. He said nothing but a nod of the head to get me to accept Mas Dante's proposal.
I took a deep breath, then smiled at him. Do they refuse or accept?
"How dear do you want to live with Mas until the end of age?"
Seriate...