Mirages
The Civil Registry Office

The next day, Mira is seen wearing a formal dress, with a white shirt and cloth trousers, as well as a bright gray blezzer, walking down the steps.

He got out of Lingga's apartment and walked out. He got into the elevator, and went down to the loby of the apartment.

Arriving there, a car was parked, right in front of the entrance of the building. A man in a black suit was waiting for him next to the back door.

“Good morning, Miss. Please come in,” exclaimed the man who is none other than Nicholas, assistant Lingga.

Today, is the wedding day of Mira and Lingga, which will take place in the civil records office only. No parties, no rituals, no beautiful dresses and flowers.

However, for a woman like Mira, getting married like this is like a dream come true, because it can be united in marriage with someone she loves wholeheartedly.

Lingga has even given a ransom to Mom Winda, to take Mira from Paradise Fall forever. That means, Mira is no longer a prostitute. His new life, officially began.

The phallus had gone first to the civil registry office, to prepare everything. As for Mira, she just left for the place an hour later.

It took less than forty minutes, Mira had already arrived at the court of the government office. There, it has been seen the Wijaya family is waiting for its presence, complete with Lingga who wears a suit in the same color as the one worn by Mira.

After Nicholas opened the door, Mira got out of the car, and walked over. The phallus took a few steps forward, and extended its hand towards Mira.

The woman welcomed her lover's hand, and walked together into a place far from romantic impression for a wedding.

After saying the promise of marriage in front of the civil registry, Mira and Lingga both signed their marriage certificates.

It didn't take long, in just thirty minutes, now they had legitimately become a husband and wife.

Outside the office, Cheria gives Mira a bouquet of flowers.

“Take! Although there are no parties and beautiful dresses, a bride must still hold the flowers,” Cheria told her little friend, who has now become her sister-in-law.

“Still yes, Ri,” says Mira.

They took a photo together in front of the office.

"Well, Bride. because there is a bouquet of flowers, how if for a ritual, you throw the bouquet for these singles," said Aletta pointing towards Nicholas and Cheria.

"Mi, ah males!" lamented Cheria.

"Udah there! Stand by Nick," cried Aletta.

Lazily, Cheria also complied.

Mira was led by Lingga to climb to the top of the stairs. Now, he had turned his back on the two men, and was preparing to throw.

"Ready yeah. One. two. three..," the flower was thrown.

However, there were two people who got it and scrambled. Mira turned around and how surprised she was when she saw the two friends were fighting over the bouquet of flowers that she threw earlier.

"The gue!" I am Tania who suddenly appeared.

"It's mine!" refute Cheria.

"Ri, you have a candidate?" ask Linga to her sister.

"Sister, what a hell of a bitch," complained Cheria.

"Cieeee, Mok. Do you want the guy?" ask Mira to her fellow ladies.

Tania glanced at Nicholas, but the glimpsed one even looked away, making the ladies one was just a long sigh.

"Pokonya, get it first. Man business, think later. A lot of this is in Mom's place. Just choose one, sorted," said Tania who intended to blind the wood man was upset.

However, Nicholas was still flat, and made Tania who was actually upset made.

Mira and Lingga laughed, because only they knew what Tania felt like to the assistant.

"We're taking photos, Mok! You haven't come yet" exclaimed Mira.

The two take a selfie, with Tania holding Mira's wedding bouquet, and then, the photo together once again with everyone there.

After the event, followed by lunch together at the Wijaya family residence, which they had left since the case of the kidnapping of the teenage Lingga. Nicholas and Tania also participated in the afternoon maman event.

Initially, Aletta suggested that Mira go to college in the homeland only, and will be accompanied by Aletta and Cheria, and will live together in the mansion.

However, Mr. Wijaya has another suggestion, which is to ask Mira to study at the world fashion center, Paris-France.

“In the meantime, Arya has to take care of her project there. So right, if Mari also went there,” explained Mr. Wijaya.

“I think there's a point too, Mom. Mira can also start learning, to take over control of her foster father's company from there,” Lingga timpal.

Since Moris' last call, Mira has indeed agreed to become the sole heir to all of Thomas' assets, companies, and savings.

Therefore, sooner or later, Mira must also learn about the company of the man who has officially become his adoptive father, in order to later take full control over him.

For now, everything is taken care of by Moris, as the man Thomas trusted to run it all, before Mira was ready to take over.

“Ehm, that's right too. But, let's ask the opinion of Mari,” said Cheria.

Everyone is looking towards Mira. Aletta grabbed the hand of her daughter-in-law, and made Mira turn her head and look at the middle-aged woman beside her.

“Darling, what do you think? Would you like to take your education here, or join your husband to Paris?” ask Aletta.

Mira's quiet. He seems to think. His eyes rolled, looking one by one at the dining table, as if looking for answers from the look on their faces.

Lingga nodded slowly, as if giving approval on what decisions Mira would take.

a smile rose on the woman's lips, and she looked back at Aletta.

“I'll come with my husband, Mi,” Mira said.

Decisions are made. Mira will begin her entry into the College there and majored in fashion designer at one of the best universities in the fashion city of the world.

Since then, Mira and Lingga were preoccupied with taking care of the entrance registration of Mira which is quite difficult, considering Mira who did not even graduate from High School, due to Soraya who spread her photos at school, out of the nightclub, on that five-year night.

However, with Moris ability, all documents can be obtained easily. So that the registration process is not too constrained.

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One night in Paradise, a man was sitting alone at a VIP table. He ordered a bottle of liquor, with sliced fruit as his companion.

He was seen giving a piece of paper to the waiter who delivered the message, and asked him to hand the paper containing the message to the barkeeper, Samuel.

Apparently, the man was going to book a lady to accompany him tonight. Shortly after, a beautiful woman wearing a shiny red mini dress appeared before the man.

He stood up while holding both sides of the VIP room door frame, and smiled slanting towards the man.

“Wah... Whoa... Whoa... What wind, wood man nyariin I got here?” ask the woman who is none other than Tania.

He entered and closed the door of the room, then sat down beside the man who was Nicholas, the woodman.

He poured the drink that was still in the bottle into the glass that had been prepared, and thrust it in front of Nicholas.

“Minum. You ordered, so spend it,” said Tania.

The woman chose to eat the cut fruit that was on the table, rather than accompany the man to drink.

Why the hell did he come here to see me? Strange, inner Tania.

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