Mrs. Crazy And Mr. Perfects
CHAPTER 12| ATTACK ON WEDDING PARTY

The sound of Selena's shoe heels that collided with the quality floor, also brought the attention of all those who passed through her. With a proportional posture wrapped in high waisted pants and crop top, even with sunglasses perched at the base of his nose, Selena like a model who walks on a catwalk.

After being welcomed by the receptionist in the lobby, Selena boards a special elevator that will take her to the floor where Ocean's room is located. A man Selena knew named Noah, Ocean's secretary, greeted her briefly, before contacting Ocean via the intercom.

“Pak Ocean is inside, Mistress. Please login.” As soon as Noah said after the brief voice of his boss was heard, giving Selena permission to enter his room.

Muttering a brief thank you, Selena pushed the door that looked solid in front of her. The first thing that greeted him was a super spacious room with various books and documents lined up neatly on high shelves. There were two sofas and tables to receive guests, and the owner of the room looked haughty in his big chair, flipping through the files piled up on the table.

“What's up, Selena?” Ocean asked without feeling the need to raise his face. He seems to be busy.

“I brought you lunch.” Selena put the lunch box on the table, her eyes still faithfully explore every inch of the room.

Thanks to Selena's reply, Ocean finally distracted her, frowning. “Did you have something while in Alaska?”

The meaning that had reached the tip of the tongue, Selena swallowed it round and round. No, he should hold back. “What do you mean, Ocean? I'm just trying to be a good wife.”

Since landing in Alaska, Ocean has felt a difference in Selena's attitude toward her. After returning home for the honeymoon yesterday, the difference was even more noticeable, Ocean so felt that something was wrong here.

“I cooked a lot of menus today. Omelette, fried rice, fruit salad, and pudding. While in Alaska, I've learned a lot of new recipes.”

Ocean fluttered in his place, his gaze like he was analyzing Selena. “What are you planning, Selena?”

Damnit. Ocean's brain is too sharp to be fooled. Just starting Selena like she's been pointed at by a gun, once she makes a mistake, no bullet will pierce her head.

“Do not make it up, Ocean.” Selena began to open one by one the supply box, arranging it on the table. “It's lunch time, isn't it?”

Ocean got up from his seat, stepped closer. The food served by Selena this time looks better than the previous cuisine, although the shape is still sad.

“Alright, since I've delivered the food, I'm leaving now. There's a new movie project meeting soon.” Selena grabbed her bag, waved her hand briefly, then walked out of the room.

“Later tonight prepare yourself. There is a wedding invitation.”

After giving a quick thumbs-up, Selena was lost in the door. Noah arrives shortly after, about to ask Ocean's lunch menu when his eyes catch various types of food on the table.

“Wah, lots of food, sir. Can I try it too?”

Just then, Ocean's forehead frowned deeply after trying the omelette of antah-disputing flavors. Proportion of salty, savory, and spicy taste is jomplang. Selena's cuisine still remains the same, becoming a terrible disaster for the tongue.

“Don't dare touch the food, Noah. I'll spend it. You went to buy your own lunch.”

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“Jeez, are you Aphrodite? How can there be a woman as beautiful as this.” Selena pointed at her figure inside the large mirror, stunned by her own appearance.

“Stop monologue and quickly exit, Selena. We're already late.”

Ocean's voice outside the room made Selena grieve while grumbling. Ocean is very good at making Selena's mood plummet to the bottom of the abyss. Twice taking a deep breath, Selena re-patched herself in front of the mirror, confirming a glimpse of her knee-length hairdo and dress.

“Don't pretend first, Ocean. Soon I will make your jaws roll,” muttered Selena confidently.

He had been preparing a good appearance, since this afternoon. Clothes, makeup, shoes, bags .. everything Selena thought carefully to make Ocean amazed at her.

Selena brushed her hair slowly, stepping to open the door. As if she could hear soft music accompanying her steps, flower petals began to sprinkle. Just like one of the scenes he has ever done. Selena was really impatient to see Ocean's expression.

Right after the door opened, Selena's movements that wanted to pull her hair apart, stylish, came to a halt. Not ... Not Ocean's rolling jaw, but his jaw.

“We're late, Selena. You didn't hear? Why stay there. Come fast road.”

Selena shook her head while opening her eyes a few times. What the fuck was that? Is he fascinated by Ocean? His brain must be out of his mind.

“B-how do I look, Ocean?”

Ocean, who had walked out of the house, turned a glance, like he was scanning Selena. “Samely,” said Ocean briefly, back walk to the car that was parked on the page.

Behind the Ocean, Selena made her swearing. He had just entered the car after a loud snort, booing Ocean's low appetite. Until arriving at the wedding building, Selena was still upset half to death. He wasted time on things that turned out to be useless.

“This is not a horror movie shooting. Don't put on a creepy face.” Ocean placed his hand to the side, giving space for Selena to be able to hold her arm.

After twisting both of her eyeballs, Selena placed her hand coiled into Ocean's arm. True, there are many cameras that will lead to him, capturing the moment of a great actress. Selena should be showcasing the best version of her relationship with Ocean in front of everyone.

Selena's guess was on target, because after she set foot in the wedding hall, her entire attention became hers. The invited guests were whispering, one or two gazing in fascination, and some others just glanced at him at a glance, again conversing with his friend.

“Ocean!” The groom smiled broadly, walked over to Ocean, then patted her on the shoulder. “Wah, you're getting cool after marriage. Welcome to Selena. It's so nice to see you again. I'm a big fan of yours.” The bride lowered her voice at the last sentence, chuckling.

Selena laughed loudly in response. “Gosh, it took me a while to realize that I wasn't talking to Chris Evans. You look so much like him. I almost thought that famous actor became my fan.”

A happy cry escaped the lips of the groom. He's snapping. “Your eyes are jelly once, Selena. Isn't my jaw line what makes me look like?”

Ocean massaged the base of his nose, thinking why he should be in the middle of that stupid talk.

Not yet had Ocean dragged Selena away from there, two men walked over, joined in.

“Wah, look who's coming. After all this time always with Agatha, today you look different, Ocean,” said one of the tall men. His hands seemed relaxed holding a glass filled with champagne.

“Of course it's different, Daniel. Ocean looks better suited to Selena, doesn't it?” The groom exclaimed enthusiastically.

Silently Selena blushed because of the bride's words.

“Ah, I haven't said hello, huh? Good night, Selena. I'm Daniel, Ocean High School friend. Nice to meet you.” Daniel threw a polite smile at Selena. “Another Blue, I watched it yesterday. I heard the movie was a huge success, huh?”

“Eh, there you go, Daniel.” Selena smiled shyly. Talking about the success of his movie really made his chest rumble with pleasure.

“The film production team was great. I was amazed by the CGI and the sound effects. The acting of the players who were subpar so covered by how they amazed the audience with the treats of extraordinary effects. With a fantastic production cost, it is worthy that the film was a great success.”

Selena's smile disappeared instantly. All the pride euphoria that filled his chest disappeared, replaced by a wounded highlight hidden with a misbehavioral gesture.

The atmosphere there became very awkward and tense. Selena would just open her voice to melt the atmosphere as Ocean lowered her circular hand on the man's arm. For a second, Selena froze as Ocean gently grasped her fingers.

“That's just your subjective view, Daniel. Not everyone will think like that.”

For the sake of hearing Ocean's cold voice, Selena felt her legs tighten, like losing bone as a support. His chest rumbled violently, a red tinge began to appear on his cheeks.

“More, you are not a film critic who has mastered film analysis techniques well. It feels too rushed to conclude the success of a film if you only see one or two things that seem striking. You also probably wouldn't accept it if I said your company could be this big just because of your brother's sharp business instincts, while you as the CEO are just being a display, right?” Ocean grinned. His voice, the look in his eyes, even his body gestures look very calm.

It was precisely Daniel who clenched his hands with a furious look. Not just today, since Daniel High School never once won from Ocean Arkananta.

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