Mr. Dev (CEO of Seoul)
Very pretty

At 7 pm, Agya still looks careless on the bed in his room, even he has not had a bath at all. I don't think she wants to go to her brother Darrel's wedding, somehow it feels bad, like something's stuck.

"Did I just text Darrel and tell him I couldn't go with him to the party?" muttered Agya stared at the screen of his phone, about to send a short message to Darrel, but his intention was expressed when he heard the sound of knocking on the door.

"Has Darrel come?" Agya's eyes were rounded, she immediately climbed down from the top of the bed, then walked out of her room.

"Geez, Gya. Why aren't you getting ready? And what is this?" Della twirled Agya's body, watching the woman from toe to toe.

Della shuddered, looking at Agya's hair that was ruffled and so dull, especially after finding out her best friend had not bathed, making Della shake her head. "Dekil." he exclaimed, pushing Agya's body into the apartment.

"Beast, I've brought my makeup tools. I'll also dress you up to look beautiful at her brother Darrel's wedding."

"But Del, I'm so lazy to go there. I want to stay here. You are not going to the event either." said Agya with a clear look, really he did not want to go to his brother Darrel's wedding, he also did not like the crowd. Moreover, he had never known the Darrel family, how could he unite with their family, how could he, what he has will be considered foreign by the family may even only be considered as street dust among the people.

Della's breath blew into the air, she shook her head. "Don't be like this Agya, you've accepted Darrel's invitation. How can you refuse him when he's about to pick you up. Take a shower, I'll wait for you here and get your clothes ready." she said, grabbing a towel and thrusting it at Agya. "Don't forget to wash your hair" she continued, pushing Agya into the bathroom.

Agya snorted, with full compulsion she stepped inside the bathroom.

Agya took off her clothes, she put on a shower and let the water from the shower wet her whole plain body.

Almost half an hour Agya was in the bathroom, the woman completely cleaned her body as clean as possible.

"Why so long. Darrel has been waiting for you up front." said Della grabbing a hairdryer and helping Agya dry her hair.

"What?!" Agya's eyes were round, "Da-Darrel has come to pick me up?" her question was only nodded by Della.

"Yes Gya."

After drying her best friend's hair, Della switched to a white knee-length dress that she placed on the mattress.

"Wear this, I think this is the only dress that fits you" she said.

"But Del, this dress is too minimal. I can't wear it."

"Come Agya. It's the only dress that's best in your closet." Della handed the dress to Agya.

"Let's hurry. Do you want to make Darrel wait any longer?"

Agya shook her head, "Well, I'm going to wear this" she said.

After fighting and arguing with Della and also her makeup tools. Finally Agya finished also with her appearance. The woman has been wearing a knee-length dress that makes her look elegant even her make-up that looks regular but makes Agya's face more beautiful.

"You're beautiful." praised Della.

"Huh, isn't this an exaggeration?" agya asked without turning her head, the woman was still looking at the reflection of her face and also her body in the mirror that was in front of her.

"No Gya dear. You're going to attend the wedding. This dress deserves you, you look more beautiful in this dress." said Della reassured. She tidied up her make-up before pulling her best friend's arm and taking her out of the room.

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Darrel was sitting on the living room couch. Immediately stood up, the man's eyes looked sparkling when he saw Agya who looked so graceful with scattered hair. "She is so beautiful." murmured Darrel.

"A-are you ready?" ask Darrel then.

Agya nodded, "I'm ready." smiling clumsily, she felt uneasy with Darrel's gaze still looking at her in admiration.

"How's Darrel, does Agya look pretty?" ask Della.

Agya's face flushed red, she blushed in embarrassment hearing Darrel's confession just now.

"Of course, she is indeed very beautiful." praised Della again. "Eh, my God, it's 8, you can go now. Oh yes Darrel, please take care of my best friend. Watch out if anything happens to her. I will not forgive you." exclaimed Della glaring her eyes, earnest with her threatening speech. But the look on Della's face with bulging eyes even looks funny in Darrel's eyes. "Yes Della, I'll take care of your best friend. He'll be safe with me." Darrel smiled warmly.

"Ehm, Darrell. Can we leave now?" agya asked, she wanted to go to the party soon, so she would come home soon too.

"alright. Let's go." Agya nodded, he said goodbye to Della, then followed Darrel's footsteps who walked ahead of him.

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In a very luxurious house, someone who had just received a phone call could only snort angrily. Her best friend who was getting married kept forcing her to attend her wedding. Dev has rejected her many times even from afar, but Vero still forces her and does not stop contacting Dev to make sure the man attends his wedding. Dev really did not want to attend Vero's wedding, especially the wedding was certainly attended by many journalists who would cover there. Making Dev further solidify his intention not to attend the wedding of his best friend who works as a famous actor in the country.

"Mr Dev, the suit sent by Mr. Vero to wear at his wedding has arrived." said secretary Kim who just entered Deva's room while carrying a suit still wrapped in plastic in her hands.

"Just put it there." pointed towards the sofa, before then he again laid his body on the king-size bed.

"Sir, it's almost 8 p.m. Mr. Vero must be waiting for you right now" said secretary Kim, standing right on the right side of the bed, the look in his eyes looked towards his young master who was lying on his back in front of him with his eyes closed.

"I won't be attending her wedding. Secretary Kim, you know there will be a lot of reporters there. I don't want to be interviewed by them, let alone photograph me secretly. I don't want my face to be public consumption." Dev said, he sat down. His decision was already very unanimous not to attend his best friend's wedding.

"But sir. Mr. Vero has tightened security there. He has also made sure that none of the reporters will disturb your peace, sir."

"Huh." A rough gust of breath came out through Dev's mouth while receiving a series of short messages from Vero.

I've sent you a suit. I ordered it specifically for you Deva Andriano Wilantara.

Come on Dev, my marriage won't happen twice. I really hope you come.

I'll be waiting for you.

I'd be very disappointed in you if you hadn't attended my wedding.

And there are many more similar short messages sent by Vero.

Dev exhaled again as he pulled his hair back. He threw his phone in any place.

"Secretary Kim. Add a bodyguard for me. And make sure there's no sasaeng who snuck in at the show."

"Good sir." Secretary Kim bowed his head briefly, then walked out from inside Dev's room. As for Dev, the man brought his body into the bathroom to clean his body again. Yes, even though he actually had a bath this afternoon, but like that Dev, to maintain his appearance he will do anything to appear perfectly in any situation.

45 Minutes passed, now Dev has put on the suit Vero gave him. A white suit and matching trousers, as well as a black bow tie hanging around his neck add a handsome impression to the man. The nickname of the world wide handsome is indeed appropriate for him. Dev is one of a handful of men who have a very alluring good looks. He is really very handsome once, likely Dev Blasteran Heaven Korea:)

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Be together..