Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
CHAPTER 6 THE TRAGEDY OF THE FIRST NIGHT
The marriage of two wealthy families of the owner Rudiat Wijaya Group was truly sumptuous.
The details are so amazingly arranged.
The guests who were mostly business colleagues were unabashedly amazed by the grandeur of the wedding.
During the procession of the blessing of marriage and the pronunciation of the vows, Sarah was so graceful by using a clean white wedding dress model off shoulder that showed a beautiful curve of her shoulders, which was beautiful, combined with classic brocade on the chest. Her knee-length inner skirt was lined with soft transparent tulle dangling down covering her white shoes with a layer of matching brocade.
Sarah's appearance is really simple, her face is daubed with a soft nude natural make up. Her long hair is also only in a very simple arrangement of croissant chignon bun models, given the touch of just a small pearl flower decoration between her hair.
Her tie neck looked plain without any jewelry, except for a pair of pearl earrings decorating her ears, but it made Sarah look so elegant and perfect.
Raka was momentarily stunned when she saw Sarah walking towards her who was like hovering over a rug. Raka was curious about the dress that Sarah wore at their wedding, considering that two days ago she received a package of suits and a full wedding dress from Sarah.
Raka is not sure Sarah can compensate for Raka's masculine and luxurious appearance while in her bridal suit.
According to him, Sarah was too overconfident by refusing to wear the wedding dress that had been prepared for Sally.
But as it turns out, Raka is wrong, almost all the guests are amazed by Sarah's elegance as the bride of the day. Even Raka could hardly lie, she was blown away.
Sarah's lips were just garnished with a thin smile throughout the procession. They made a wedding vow and exchanged makeshift rings according to the procedure of the event. The wedding was only beautiful in the eyes of the crowd, but the two brides enjoyed a bland feeling of meaninglessness in the heart.
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The reception, which took place in the hotel's ballroom, had just been completed. After being in touch with the whole family, both brides have to enter the bridal room which is also in the same hotel where the reception was held.
Raka and Sarah are planning to escape to their apartment after the reception is over.
But it became impossible to do because, Raka's parents apparently wanted to stay also for 3 nights in the same hotel. Papa Raka said, want to change the atmosphere to bring Mama Raka who is still recovering after a stroke, as well as want to get to know close, their daughter-in-law.
All this time they only knew, Sally was going to be Raka's wife. They never thought it turned out Sarah loved the brother not the sister who became her fiance all this time.
The luxurious Royal Suite room, located on the top floor of the hotel, is directly connected to the rooftop.
From the top of the roof it can enjoy the beautiful view of the city and the night sky in the beautiful city of Surabaya.
Luxury facilities are presented in the room, there is one bed space is very spacious, living room with a set of lux sofa, and, the dining room is large and there is a magnificent workspace and a private pool.
The bridal room was presented by Raka's father for the night of their bride.
Raka's parents' room was next to their own.
Sarah precedes her entry into the room, her facial water showing extreme fatigue.
It would feel good to take a hot shower and then go to bed, he thought.
Raka of course will not be quick to ride, she is still with her parents, delivering papa and her mother to their room. He must have occupied himself with chatting to minimize the meeting with Sarah.
Sarah took off the dress she was wearing for the reception. Marun dress maxi dress satin material that makes the curves of her body perfectly illustrated when she was worn during the reception.
Three days into the future, Sarah must prepare her mind to fight against her heart.
After more than half an hour of enjoying the comfort of a soak, Sarah went with a body that felt more comfortable and relaxed. A few drops of chamomile essential oil did wonders for him.
As she coolly dries her body with a towel, Sarah realizes she forgot her sleeping pajamas. The pajamas were inside a small suitcase that he had placed in his bedroom closet.
With her body wrapped in a towel, Sarah exits the bathroom and steps into the closet. Fortunately, Raka had not returned from her parents' room, Sarah thought. After getting her clothes, Sarah intended to wear them immediately.
"Hem.." a deliberate heavy dehem surprised Sarah, almost making her scream out of surprise.
Sarah turned around with bulging eyes that were almost out of her eye sockets, in the corner of the room near the safe table, Raka stood like a statue. His hand was still holding several maps of letters, his gaze still fixed on Sarah.
"What are you doing here?" Sarah asked half-screaming, her face as red as a boiled crab. His hands crossed his chest, as if to take cover from the attack.
"I should have asked, why are you changing here" Raka replied sarcastically.
"You came why didn't you make a sound?!" snapped Sarah pissed.
"Do I have to shout to announce that I'm in the room? And again you took a bath for how long, I even thought you weren't here" Raka flipped over her body indifferently.
Sarah half ran back into the bathroom. His chest rumbled between nervousness and annoyance.
How embarrassed Sarah was to think about the incident just now. I don't know how long Raka has been standing there, and of course she has seen Sarah wearing only a towel to cover part of her body.
Sarah was wearing her clothes with a great feeling of shame. How not, Raka must have been watching him who was so relaxed in a half-naked state.
Long Sarah stood in front of the sink mirror. Biting his lips with a wrong behavior, confused how to when he faced back with Raka. The cocky guy would definitely think he did it on purpose, or maybe he thought Sarah wanted to act like an actual wife.
Sarah patted her forehead while cursing indistinctly. This incident was truly a shameful tragedy for him, it could be that Raka would demean him after this incident
"I have to explain, let her not misunderstand" Sarah is determined to face Raka and make her understand, Sarah really does not expect Raka to come home early.
Sarah opens the bathroom door carefully, almost without a sound, her head sticking out to make sure Raka is where. But the room was empty, which was not there. Sure enough, Raka was nowhere she disappeared without a trace.
Sarah rubbed her chest in relief, maybe she went out somewhere.
"I have to go to bed soon, so that I don't have to face him or talk to him, at least for tonight" Sarah thought.
He took a pillow and blanket from a large bed in the middle of the bedroom, there was already decorated in such a romantic way by the hotel. On top of the soft pink sepray studded with rose petals that spread a fresh fragrant smell, next to the bed are provided several bottles of imported drinks and wine glasses are served beautifully.
Sarah grumbled with lips like a sneer as if laughing at the hard work of hotel servants who have been painstakingly decorating all this. Very futile work, because there will be no bride who spends her first night there.
Sarah headed for the long sofa chair that was in the living room of the room, preparing her bed. And immediately infiltrate the blanket. He really does not care about the existence of Raka, if Raka wants to return, after all he has his own pass key to open the door.
And Sarah immediately closed her eyes, she was sure with the arrogant attitude of Raka, of course she did not need to worry about Raka would bother her. They've agreed to just pretend marriage.