
For a moment Wiraditya's eyeballs stared at the invitation in front of him, the man had just sat on a chair in front of Uncle Ram, he had just arrived at the company, he had just arrived, thinking about doing his duties but no employee dared to allow him to work or ordered him to do any persolan and any work since yesterday, even the office boy section coupled with someone he does not know and do not know since when the new office boy acceptance interview is done.
The news broke too soon, all the company employees so excited, some unexpected, some, not a few who are envious not even rarely who gossip and say Wiraditya used his good looks to lure the first daughter Hillatop. And the more sadistic the village-rumour said it was likely that Queen W was impregnated by her therefore they were forced to marry in a hurry.
To be honest it was quite uncomfortable Wiraditya, he was quite hateful to the last gossip that kept rolling lately, he said, it makes the image of Queen W's good name so a little bad as if the girl is so cheap, infatuated with him and willing to give his pride to poor men in the class of him who just look capital.
"Do you like the invitation?" Ram asked quickly, looking at Wiraditya to see if the man was sad or not by invitation.
"From color and so on, or maybe something's wrong with the names?." Ram again later.
Wiraditya watched the invitation given by the man before him, letting his eyeballs trace the name written there.
Until finally Wiraditya glanced at the front of him, staring at Queen W who looks focused on the screen of his laptop.
"I followed the taste of the lady" Wiraditya replied later, letting his neutrals not loosely stare at the girl in front of him.
the girl who was called instantly silent, stopped her activities and slowly straightened her gaze towards Wiraditya. Now they met for some time where the girl seemed to be thinking about something.
"Miss can choose her according to the taste of the lady, suppose this is really the wedding of the dreams of the lady, determine according to the theme of the dreams of the lady and make yourself a happy miss" Wiraditya said, developing her smile before the girl sitting in her seat of power, though she knew Queen W looked flat and cold without liking to let out much of her voice, but the reality is she is still a girl who has a dream of marriage as in general.
Wiraditya lets the girl fulfill all the concepts of her dreams, she is just a chosen commoner like the story of Cinderella, conjured into an equestrian prince who is accidentally chosen to fulfill the whole dream of the girl, and, after all was done he would return again to his real life, becoming a commoner with such a special simple life.
Amidst the talk that Wiraditya had to do to make Mr. Ram hastily move slowly, he thought like his two people needed time to discuss together about their marriage.
"I'll be out for a moment, you can discuss everything together including the invitation" said the man quickly then he rushed to move out of the room without saying much.
As soon as Mr. Ram came out Queen W seemed to awaken his thoughts, he tried to throw his gaze away from Wiraditya.
"You can pick her for me" And the girl spoke quickly.
Wiraditya knew maybe the girl had long dashed her dreams about marriage, because it did not want to create a dream marriage according to her wishes.
"If I could choose everything, would I be able to buy her own wedding ring?." And the man asked, not wanting to take his eyes off the eyeball of the girl before him, where he deliberately questioned it, waiting for a reaction and some response.
And Wiraditya's question was immediately able to make Queen Wilhelmina directly look at the man in a gaze full of question marks, he did not display a frown on his forehead but the girl's big enough eyeball implied a question mark, as if saying in his heart this was just a marriage charade, then why?!.
And the question hangs over his head and in his heart.
"You can do it" And the girl answered quietly while throwing her eyes back away.
Wiraditya gave his smile, he looked back at the invitation before him.