
During the last three days Armand only did activities like the usual day, no other activities outside the schedule, and also
there were no strangers he met. From morning until night Armand repeats the same activities, and it makes the stalker Jay Bram's men do not find anything strange about Armand, let alone find his weakness.
But in contrast to today, Armand seemed to come out of his house early in the morning wearing a tuxedo suit, even the suit Dean was wearing looked different from what he used to wear to work, it makes his face look twice as handsome.
Jay certainly did not waste this rare phenomenon, he immediately followed Dean and Armand's car, but still kept a safe distance from suspicion, not long ago Jay saw Armand's car turn into the parking lot of a luxury hotel which is also commonly used as a venue for important events.
Jay parked his car, he put his car in the same row as Armand's. When entering the hotel lobby he went to the reception desk, he planned to find out in advance what important events were taking place at the hotel.
If there was a meeting of businessmen the Boss should also be present, but it seems that he was not even invited, when viewed from their suit earlier, it looks like they want to attend the condangan. Inner Jay
"Excuse me, miss, I'd like to ask, what is the event here? ko seems like a lot of important people are present" Jay asked one of the receptionists.
"Sorry pa, the show is private so we are not allowed to tell you what the event is, and guests can only enter if they bring an invitation card" the hotel receptionist replied politely.
"Is that so, if so I can just change the question?" Not even the receptionist had answered, Jay had asked the second question "What is Armand Rahardja CEO of Athena Corp who held his show?"
The beautiful receptionist smiled sweetly then answered Jay's question, "Sorry sir, that's also not what we can answer"
It seems only in vain if it forces the receptionist to answer all her curiosity, it is better for her to find out for herself what event is inside.
"Well then, sorry for interrupting your time, miss" Jay walked away from the reception desk, looking around trying to find an opening to infiltrate the venue.
At the entrance Jay saw a middle-aged man accompanied by a woman who was also middle-aged entering the hotel lobby. The old man's face is no stranger to Jay, because he is the owner of one of the big companies in this country Reyhan Sungkar.
Since becoming president, Bram has been eyeing the old man for his business partner, and now his boss is familiar enough with Mr. Reyhan because Bram often invites him to play golf.
Looks like Mr. Reyhan is one of the people invited, I will make him a bridge.
Jay immediately approached the couple, before they entered the elevator.
"Good morning, Mr. Reyhan, what a coincidence that we met here?" Jay said stale base.
"Ah you...who?" Mr. Reyhan squinted his eyes at the man in front of him, he looked like he was thinking hard considering the memory of who the person who greeted him, his face did look familiar.
"I'm Jay Pak, Mr. Bramasta's assistant" Jay said as he pressed his hand against his chest and bent a little bit over his body, making him look more like a man who would invite women to dance rather than introduce himself.
"Oh yeah, you're Bram's guy yeah, deserve your familiar face, where's Bram? has he arrived first?" Ask Mr. Reyhan while looking for Bram.
"He was attending an important event, so I came here as a representative" Jay said, full of lies.
"Is there an event more important than the wedding of his own best friend? bram should have taken the time to be present for Armand, I was super busy deliberately canceling all schedules today to watch Armand's wedding"
JEDERR
Mr. Reyhan's words sounded like lightning in the middle of a hole for Jay.
Instead of being curious about who Armand married, Jay was more hurt because his boss who had been named Armand's best friend was not invited at all.
"You sick? why is your face so red?" Ask Mr. Reyhan confused to see the change in Jay's face that suddenly looks like he is in heat illness.
"I'm fine, sir, but by the way, who is Armand married to?" Fortunately Jay's brain can still function properly in the midst of his heart pain.
Binggo, Armand's wife could be his weakness factor.
In the middle of their conversation, the elevator door they had been waiting for was finally opened.
"I don't know for myself which family the woman came from, the invitation only says the names of the two brides" replied Mr. Reyhan as he entered the elevator, followed by his wife and Jay.
"Whose bride's name?" Ask Jay again who is now standing to the left of Mr. Reyhan.
"You're a reporter, huh? why do you feel like you're interviewing me, you read the name yourself on the invitation card"
Jay only grinned while scratching his non-itchy head.
"Don't tell me you don't have an invitation? STUPID MORON, how can you enter if you don't bring an invitation" Mr. Reyhan so a hustle saw Jay who even grinned, making him unable to not curse.
"Like his boss forgot not to give me his invitation" Jay said still grinning.
"Go back there, you're free here also won't be able to enter" Finally Mr. Reyhan's wife who had been silent now contributed a vote, representing her husband who had almost risen in blood.
The elevator door opened on the fifth floor, and Mr. Reyhan and his wife came out of the elevator leaving Jay alone. After all, it was impossible for him to enter the hall, judging from the outside that his security was already super tight, he should now go back and report everything to Bram.
***
While in the bridal waiting room, it appears Lisa is wrapped in modern kebaya choice of her mother-in-law, her cross-face is polished make up typical of Javanese brides, making a very aesthetic blend.
"Lisa" There was a woman's voice coming from the door, Lisa turned to the origin of the voice and immediately the smile on her face expanded.
Lisa, who felt alone on her special day, was happy not to play with the arrival of a middle-aged woman who had been considered like a mother to her.
"Mam Marta" Lisa stood up and was about to run up to her, but the swift Bu Marta immediately raised her hand and shook her head.
"Sit's quiet, this is mom on the street coming for you"
One step, two steps, a few steps later, Miss Marta arrived where Lisa stood, hugged the beautiful girl who would soon become the former girl.
They hugged each other long enough, miss each other, Lisa painstakingly held back her tears from falling.
"Good life my son"
Bu Marta's soft voice knocked down Lisa's defenses, her tears instantly spilling over her red cheeks.