Marrying You My Destiny
Proposed Design Planning

Febby's wedding invitations have been spread all over. In particular, Yana asked Oma Nadin to help her enliven her best friend's event.

"Sir, thank you" said Yana.

"You don't mind my granddaughter, I'm your Oma" replied Nadin.

"Heheh. Yes Oma."

"Smiles that remind me, with the girls of old." Nadin smiled at Yana.

"After all, I'm Papa Devin's son. Of course, any resemblance is a natural thing." Yana admitted that.

"Well, this is my great grandson."

Argan suddenly appeared. "Good grandson, you've come. Where's your Mama and Papa, why don't you come here?"

"I came just with my husband Chaka." Yana smiled towards the side, right at someone who was sitting down.

"Now, what are your activities Yana?" ask Nadin.

"I became a design manager at Alexander's company. In addition, take a pregnant mother's class." replied Yana.

They're getting ready, to go home. In the afternoon, they will enter the company. As always, the planning manager will be a presentation about Yana's design. In particular, all are given the right to argue in the meeting room later.

Febby was struggling spoiled, when his new best friend came. "Yana, the Wedding Organizer has arrived. I'm confused about choosing his shirt, you're coming with me to the locker room." Yeah."

"Please princess, let's try on her clothes." replied Yana.

"Well, thank you for helping me" said Febby, heartily.

"Don't hesitate, did you forget the time before the wedding reception of me and Chaka. You helped me with the decorations, but there's a lot of office work." Yana remembers those moments.

"No need to be revealed, I'm sincere" said Febby.

Febby was wearing a pink shirt, and Yana shook her head. Then she changed into a silver suit, Yana shook her head. Febby was wearing a yellow shirt, still Yana shook her head. Until Febby tried the orange, white, brown, black, light blue, dark blue shirt, Yana still shook her head.

"Say, what's good for me?" Febby was a little upset, putting his head close to Febby's face.

"I can only say it when you've tried everything." replied Yana.

"After this, I'll try the light purple color. You look at me, the last seconds turn yourself in." Febby lifted his skirt, so as not to stumble.

"Be careful, there will be cockroaches in the dressing room." Yana turned her back to the dressing room, which was only covered with the cloth.

Febby came out of there, with his best smile. Yana is mesmerized by the mesmerizing appearance, which Febby displays.

"Very good, you look beautiful." said Yana, to the point of patting her own cheek.

"If you envy me, then it must be a bride twice." Febby felt funny, with his joke.

"I don't deserve to go on stage, soon to give birth. Where there are women standing, with big bellies" he said.

"There is, if you get pregnant out of wedlock" replied Febby.

In the meeting room, Yana proposed her idea. He disagreed, if the design of the waiting chair was placed in the youth area.

"If put in place of discount clothes, then the children will not see it. Especially for teenagers, where maybe his parents invite toddlers to sit."

"Then, where does Miss Yana want to be placed?" ask the planning manager.

"I think, it is more appropriate to be placed in the supermarket area. Usually there are many housewives buying goods. Children will feel exhausted, so wait in the chair for the solution." Yana smiled.

"Great idea too" replied the planning manager.