Mohabbat
Wedding Day

"I hope you don't make a mess at the party later, Goddess. Because I won't hesitate to throw you out of there" said Bardy as she tidied up her suit in front of the mirror.

A stern warning that makes the Goddess unable to wiggle. Plans that have been drawn up, must evaporate just hearing the threat of the husband. He was silent, busy with turmoil in his heart. Staring fiercely and sharply at Bardy's back as if wanting to stab him.

Ah, had the gaze of the eyes been as sharp as a samurai, it was certain that the burly back would have been torn and torn. The goddess snorted as Bardy turned to her. The man's eyes were blocked, sharply piercing and making the two corneas of the Goddess.

"I hope you'll listen to me this time" Bardy said once again.

He walked first to leave their room, Dareen's wedding preparations were completed within a week. Everything is perfectly arranged by experts. The goddess moved in annoyance, she wore a white kebaya with a large bun adorning her head.

Still look beautiful and elegant even though the wedding party was very contrary to his heart.

In another room, a young man stood with a cynical smile embedded in front of a large mirror. He was praising his good looks, as well as the prestige he had. It was not his party, but he had to still perform perfectly beyond the owner's wishes.

"You're good-looking, Cakra. Aren't you ready for today? Oh, come! Smile and be happy for your stupid sister!" He smiled back at himself in the mirror.

Imagining Dareen's stupid face in her eyes made her happy.

"Hopefully you're still that stupid, Dareen. You don't deserve to be a descendant of the Antara. You're weak and easily fooled, you don't even remember what happened. It remains so, Dareen, until I have mastered it all" he said again, whispering in the mirror in front of him.

He took a comb and for the second time ensured the perfect look of his hair. The chakras tidy up the suit before leaving the mirror.

In another room, Dareen accompanied by Alfin stood up restlessly. The marriage was all she wanted, but it also made her nervous to death. Sweat splashed on the face and neck, many times his tongue clucked expel thump in the chest. In a moment the holy pledge of marriage he uttered, in front of the ruler also the witnesses.

"Take it easy, Dareen. Everything's gonna be fine. Didn't you learn and memorize it? You just have to say his name. Relax!" said Alfin was careless to see Dareen who did not want to stay in front of him.

"What should I do, Alfin? I'm nervous, what if .. ah, I'll be ashamed of him, Alfin," grumbled Dareen while rubbing his huffed face.

Alfin smiled, several times he watched people get married, but only the first time he saw firsthand the nervousness of the groom. Dareen who had always been calm, that day her calmness disappeared somewhere.

Alfin stood up and approached Dareen, patting the man on the shoulder to make him turn his head.

"Come, it's time" he said, allowing Dareen to walk out of the room first.

Elsewhere, a girl was crying sobbing in her room that it instantly turned into a stretch of battlefield. He sat hugging his knees in the corner of the room with a messy look.

Her hair was tangled and dull, eyes puffy from crying. So heartbreaking. She doesn't even care when she last took a shower and dressed up. His parents stared sadly as they entered the room.

The mother approached, crouching in front of her daughter. The old hand gently rubbed the hair of the child's head, soothing him from the slump.

"Ready, baby. You should be able to show them that you're okay. Young master Cakra came to pick him up, he was in the living room waiting. Come on, he's even better than that man," the middle-aged woman softly said.

The woman who was none other than Aleena raised her face. Looked at his mother.

"Come on, don't let him wait too long. You don't want to lose anymore, do you?" said the mother while helping Aleena to move on.

With the help of his mother, he prepared and dressed perfectly. She who is already beautiful, increasingly looks beautiful with a luxurious dress that is attached to her body.

"You don't have to cry for the man. He was a fool for letting you go" Dareen said shortly after he opened the car door for Aleena.

The woman raised her face, returning Cakra's smile with a brief peck on her cheek.

"Thank you," he said.

Cakra's face reddened, he nodded as he closed the car door and walked towards the wheel. Cakra decided last night, he's gonna have Aleena replace Dareen. It's complicated, but that's what he wants. Bringing Aleena into the house, to launch her plan.

Along the way, their hands were tied to each other. Just a moment ago, Aleena became the saddest woman in the world. Then it changes when the chakras come to bring hope. That man is much better than Dareen, at least that's what people judge.

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In front of the mirror, the beautiful girl was imagining herself currently wearing bridal makeup. A white dress with a dangling tail, studded with pearls specifically designed for her. Hair is rolled high with a few strands left on its right and left.

The hand covered in thin gloves felt moist and vibrating. Squeeze each other. Occasionally will bite the lips resist the nervousness that attacks the heart. Oh, calm heart! Everything's gonna be fine.

Dad, Mom, if you were here and watching me be a bride, I wouldn't be this big of a deal.

She's Daisha, looking down to hide her sadness. As beautiful as she is today, she cannot admire. She is alone in a room, asking to be abandoned by everyone after being declared legitimate as Dareen Alvaro's mistress.

Hotel rooms are reserved for the night of their bride, sprinkled with rose petals that scatter a distinctive aroma. Fragrant bushes make them get washed away in the romantic froth.

If only he could see, but could smell it. Daisha did not move, just sitting in front of a large mirror in the room.

Before long, the silence in the room was piqued with the sound of the door creaking. Intermittent, a tap of the steps accompanied, getting closer and stopping behind his body.

"What are you thinking, baby? It's all over and we're together. You know, I was so nervous earlier that Alfin didn't stop mocking me" Dareen said as he gently squeezed both of Daisha's shoulders from behind his body.

The girl smiled after hearing the husband's voice. Dareen brought her body closer until their cheeks stuck together.

"You're so pretty. Can I take a picture of us?" she whispered as she kissed Daisha's cheek.

He nodded in embarrassment, several times Dareen took pictures of them for his own storage.

"Mmc ... Daisha, why do I feel familiar with your father's name? Damians. I seem to know someone named Damian, but I forgot" Dareen said, looking at his wife's pretty face in the mirror.

Daisha smiled, she softly replied, "The person named Damian is not just one. There are tens maybe even thousands in this world, and one of them is a person that Big Brother knows. It could be, right?"

Dareen gasped, then laughed and kissed Daisha again.

"You're right. Oya, tonight the show will be transferred to Brother. She's getting engaged," tell Dareen to make Daisha's body stiffen.

"Sister?"