Mamy Sugar
Weddings

"Do you want to be my husband, at cost?"

Mary without hesitation at that moment.

*****

He is like an angel and a demon at the same time. Sometimes cool and sometimes seductive like this when I meet him..

Maria was on the back porch of her house using a white dress with a neck piece V neck. His long hair rolled neatly over his head, his straight neck seemed to be presented quite beautifully. My male instincts that had been held for quite a while slowly wriggled.

Without waiting for Maria to greet me, I immediately took a seat beside her and observed her makeup-free face.

"you always do this at home?"

Maria looked at me with astonishment.

"Have you taken a shower?" silly question arrived - it came out of my mouth,

Maria nodded "a little while, I finish my work first"

" Dusk.. On the day of our wedding, your name has appeared as a shareholder and Director" explained Maria as she closed the pink laptop in front of her.

" You expect something from me, Mar..?" ask without expecting an answer.

"Sure...!! Your payment is not cheap" our view collided for a moment "Just think about how satisfying I am in this transaction" he continued to deny the silence between us.

Satisfying... That vocabulary is ambiguous in situations like this.

"Well..!! I'll try to be as satisfying as possible"

****

Our wedding decoration is quite simple, but it looks elegant. The number of seats is exactly 50, according to what Maria wants. From my side, I only invited Mami and Dion.

Since I was poor friends have started to fall, considering that Papi did not let down his ego to undo his intentions. The rest of the guests are the board of directors and the working relationship of Maria, of course many of them know Mami, some also know me.

"Mommy.. Didn't think you were married either" Mami's words were not at all proud. Even impressed disappointed.

"Is it because it reproaches me Maria?" tanyaku.

Mami took a deep breath with a pushy look at me.

"Just because she's not Melissa" Mami's barely audible hiss.

I don't know why Melissa. That woman is really very smart in the business that I don't like, like this time when Mami still wants her to be my bride.

"But not coming?" I tried to divert the conversation.

"If your Papi comes, you are at peace!"

"Indeed... I can still be expected?" I observed the reflection of Mami's face that looked upset in the mirror.

"Who knows.in a few months you're divorced" Mami shrugged her shoulders.

" Huh...!!? Even you think about waiting for me to be a widower?" I twisted my body and approached Mami. "indeed Melissa no one wants to marry me?"

Mami averted her eyes from me by turning her body ninety degrees.

"Maybe..."

Mami just answered with a slit.

"means.. No problem dong!" I went back to my original position to check on my appearance.

"Mommy's better off going to Hall... Meet the same friends - mami who again came" drive me slowly "Look mami jutek kayak gini, later I will be join jutek again"

Without saying - Mami's words left me alone with a sharp stomping step onto the floor, like she deliberately made it to make me feel her irritation.

What to say... Rice has become porridge, nor can I possibly back down with a choice that I still think is not in my favor. At least Maria gave me enough of a chance to stay comfortable outside of Papi's clutches.

" har.. Come.. Want to marry?" dion's voice broke my muse.

"OK...!!"

****

The marriage went quite smoothly, all the faces seemed to smile happily, not least Mami who had been sulking. Even Alberto, who did not hesitate to say he did not agree with me, also smiled. However, I haven't seen Anthony's handsome face since.

" You didn't invite Anthony?" whispered to Maria.

"Let's just focus on the show.. Your dress of choice is really uncomfortable"

Maria replied to me with an unexpected complaint.

"When you look beautiful" I said honestly. Maria looks younger, her well-groomed face looks covered in thin makeup with pastel shades.

Maria said Alberto was a good friend. Although she did not approve of our marriage, she still made our appearance quite charming especially Maria.

***

Almost at 12 pm, the invited guests who were not much it had begun to decrease. Mami also seems to have left without saying goodbye to me first.

"Har... I want to rest" Maria's voice sounded tired.

"Said Alberto, the key to our room is already in you.." Maria put her hand on me.

"You don't want me to come with you?" ask me to wonder "We've become husband and wife"

" Do you want to come?" Ask Maria ahirnya.

I immediately took Mary's hand as a sign of agreement. "The guests' mouths?"

"Alberto handled it" Maria replied briefly.

We also walked to the elevator door.

"What floor?" Maria asked who had apparently forgotten to ask our bridal room.

"Up.." I answered briefly without looking at him.

"top of it?"

Maria's guess was not wrong. Maria snorted in annoyance at my decision. However, he chose silence and did not protest verbally.

All along in the elevator Mary chose to be silent, her countenance did not appear to be the awkwardness that now gnawed at my heart. Maybe because Maria had already experienced the first night. Unlike me, the first time will spend a long time in the marriage bond. It feels so different... Just because the woman next to me is Mary.