My Love Journey's
Wedding Day's!

"No, Paul!" I snapped at her, almost feeling crazy from the stress of thinking about our marriage.

He sighed then rubbed his face rough. "Yes. We're gonna rent this building, love... Just accept, I don't want to hear rejection."

I shook my head firmly, not to lose. "No. I don't want to throw a big party. I want us to do it here, at your house."

"Our house" the correction. "If you want that because you don't want me to spend too much money..."

"I just want to celebrate with family and close friends. It's simple, there's no need to rent a building..." I exhaled a trembling breath. "It's not the place that matters, but the purpose for which we do it. I want us to be closer to family and friends."

"Bianka, I'll make you feel like a queen. Believe that..." He grinned like a teenager who was new to love.

***

"I'm so happy because everything went according to plan." I breathed a sigh of relief, the tension that tormented me over the past few months finally broke. "Planning this wedding is really driving me crazy..."

Paul's mother laughed, squeezing my hand in his grasp. "Your right decision is to have it here instead of renting a building. The decoration is so beautiful..."

After the church service, Paul's cars transported everyone to our home, which was decorated in the style of the White Swan Fantasy. Everything was perfect and exactly what I wanted.

"And you look so pretty. I'm glad you involved me in the selection of dresses, "She smiled cheerfully, and I laughed subtly.

"I don't know what I can do without your help, Anne."

"Ah, you're a versatile woman, Sweetheart. By the way, I've prepared some rosters for my grandson." he muttered excitedly. "I'll send you the list when you get home from your honeymoon."

I smiled and nodded my head. "I've actually also prepared some names... Don't tell Paul, will you?"

"Don't tell me what?"

I felt him holding me from behind and propping his forehead on my shoulder. I could always recognize his hoarse voice and the scent of his manly body.

I leaned my back against her hard chest and stretched out a hand to cupper her cheek. "Oh, there's no..."

"Mum, Bianka and I will choose the name of our son." murmured Paul to his mother.

No one else knew about my pregnancy but my nuclear family and close friends, my father, Paul's mother, Louis, Stacey, Valerie, Carl, Thomas, and Travis.

"Yes, yes" said her mother, smiling meaningfully at me. "But I can take care of my granddaughter, right?"

"of course. You're free to play with him for as long as you want." I said convincingly.

"Congratulations on your marriage" Cristiano Ronaldo suddenly stood beside Paul's mother, smiling cheerfully at the two of us.

My body stiffened a little. Later she had been a part of one of my friends, but my feelings of admiration for her did not budge in the least. I still hold him up as an idol to this day.

I felt Paul secretly kissing my jaw.

"Thank you" I cleared my throat once and returned her smile. "It's great that you were able to be present at our wedding."

"Well, I got an invitation, so..." He shrugged his shoulders. "You're so pretty, Bianka. Paul is really lucky to..."

"Hey," said Paul from behind me, glancing at the sexy Portuguese man standing in front of me. "You're talking about my wife, man. Don't you dare tease her as if I'm not here."

Ronaldo laughed and raised his surrender hand while I held Paul's hand which hugged my stomach and spoke. "Are you enjoying the show?" I asked, and he nodded his head.

"I'm glad you guys had it at home." But Ronaldo's classmates liked my idea. "By the way, can I take a picture with you guys? I want to post it on twitter."

For a moment I hesitated, then I glanced at Paul who had his head back to look at my expression. Our marriage was closed and not yet known to the public. The news of our engagement was actually pretty neatly tucked away until one of the reporters managed to steal a picture of me wearing the ring that Paul gave us, but we still tried to keep the other for ourselves.

"I have no problem." I muttered softly though a little hesitant. "Paul?"

"Sure, sure." He smiled and lowered his chin to my shoulder.

Anne, Paul's mother, smiled broadly next to Cristiano Ronaldo, who was pulling his phone out of his pants pocket and pointing his camera at us. My mouth curled high as Paul surprised me by kissing my cheek.

Ronaldo pointed his phone screen at me so I could see our photo and the caption was already in it. "Can I post?"

I was amazed at how good Paul and I were. My heart felt warm and safe in her arms, especially since I was currently pregnant with our child.

'@Cristiano: Congratulations to my great friends! Wish you all the best for your life together!'

Then underneath was a picture of Paul hugging me from behind and kissing my cheek, my expression looking as if I was drowning in happiness. And that's the truth.

"Yes" I replied in a soft voice.

Then I glanced at Ellie who hurriedly approached while the other guests were busy chatting with beaming faces. He put his hand on my thigh and hugged me.

"Hey," I said, lowering my head and laughing at him. "You did an amazing job at the altar earlier. Thank you, yeah."

He looked up at me with a big smile, his eyes glittering with pleasure.

"You're so pretty, like princess."

"Yes! But Frosty's constantly running away from me..."

I smiled amusedly at her adorable facial expression, and I shook my head. "Don't think of him. Frosty likes to be embarrassed when he's in the crowd."

Just like that, Ellie immediately ran away and disappeared behind the body of a chatting adult. Paul and I came back and greeted our guests. In fact, I saw Dr. Grey was, but we haven't flipped at all. I wanted a simple wedding, but there were almost a hundred guests who came tonight, and it was too much than I planned.

"I have a wedding present for you, love." whispered Paul.

I turned around and looked up at her while raising the corner of my lips. "What's that?"

He rubbed my hips and shrugged his shoulders with a look pretending not to know. "It's in the backyard..."

Me and repeat the question. "What's that?"

"Look at yourself" he said with a wink.

"When I see the pony..." I shook my head, and he laughed.

"Not that. Look, I promise you'll love it."

"Okay," I came forward and stood on my tiptoes to put a warm kiss on her lips. "My husband."

He laughed then patted my ass as I turned around and began to go further through the crowd. "Paul says there's a gift for me in the backyard" I said, holding Thomas's arm. "Come, accompany me."

"Oh, Lord..." He chuckles and shakes. "I'm curious."

"Me too" my laughter exploded while my head rested on his shoulders on the way to the backyard.

We were almost at the glass door as Thomas spoke. "Uhm, your friend Camille, is she single?" tanyakanya. I turned my head to see it.

Camille has a pleasant personality. I've been by his side and witnessed almost every process of his life for the past four years. His life goals are clear and he always knows what to do when a problem comes his way. Ah, I just realized that I saw something between Thomas and Camille, and I'm honestly happy. I think they fit.

"Yes. Are you interested in him?" I asked with my eyebrows raised a little.

He puts his shoulders. "Maybe... He looks good, and Ellie likes him."

"Aww, that's so sweet. You should try your chances." I said. "Camille's a very mature girl. I'm saying this because I know him well, Thomas. We'll talk about it further when Paul and I get back from our honeymoon, okay?"

"Yes, I guess... OH, MY FVCKING GOD!"

Thomas's shout provoked the attention of everyone in the house, and suddenly a group of astonished people came swarming around, while we were still standing on the back porch.

"What is that..." My eyes and mouth simultaneously opened wide while my heart felt like it was going to explode and jump out of my chest.

I'm still standing there. Gawking like a fool looked at the figure of a man who was smiling at me, followed by the initial tone of the song 'A Sky Full Of Stars' which sounded through the loudspeaker.

"HOLY HELL!" My consciousness returned and I blinked, still confused while Valerie yelled and pulled me down from the porch.

I really don't know how Paul could bring Coldplay into our house. To the backyard. To sing. IT'S CRAZY!!! Who am I to deserve this kind of treatment? Ah, of course, Bianka! You're his wife.

"I'M THE WIFE! THE LUCKY FVCKING WIFE!!!"

My heart overflowed with a feeling of happiness, enthusiasm, and touch of kindness and concern for my husband. Um, husband. Yes, he's my handsome, surprise-filled husband.

"WOOHOO!!!" I screamed while dancing with the others in the backyard. Bright sunlight seems to indicate that nature is also happy today. Honestly, I almost cried hearing Chris Martin's voice because I had never seen him sing in person, but what made me happier was that Paul did this for me.

Valerie, Thomas, and I are big Coldplay fans. We danced on the grass like crazy, just steps away from Chris Martin, Guy Berryman, Jonny Buckland, and Will Champion.

I realized Paul was watching me, he was standing on the porch with some people who were not dancing but still enjoying music while drinking and chatting. Their expressions showed happiness.

I kicked my high heels and started to step up to her, she smiled sweetly. Very very sweet. "Paul.." I whispered stuck. I hugged his neck before tasting his lips with mine. "You're crazy! I can't believe you brought Coldplay here..." He smiled and returned my kiss.

"If I hadn't thought about my pelvic bones, all the girls here would have been stunned to see my movements." I heard my father's voice talking beside Pauk as our embrace slipped.

Laughing, I looked at him. "Dad..." I shake my head playfully.

"I don't think the girls will be able to keep up with your moves, Mr. Becker." said Felix chimed in as he patted my father's arm softly, now laughing and nodding happily.

My gaze turned back to Paul, he looked at me in a way that made me melt. "You won't invite them here without dancing with me" I sighed with a grin. "You know that, right?"

"Oh, no..." He came back to kiss me. "Happy, I'm happy enough to see you dancing with the others."

It's nonsense. I kissed her back and pulled her into the crowd.

"The next song is 'Adventure Of A Lifetime'..." Chris Martin said. He looked at us with a smile, making me almost faint that very second. "For my friends, Paul and Bianka... The congratulations!!!" He held up one hand and pointed it at us before the song began.

With overflowing feelings of happiness, I jumped up and turned to face Paul. "Dance!" I pulled her up to our chests touching each other, and she laughed. "I love you, Husband."

"I love you, Wife."