My Special Wedding
CHAPTERS. 7 Don't Be a Badjok

Shavana comes out of her room to coincide with Brian entering the man's room. Brian seemed indifferent to meeting Shavana. He continued walking past Shavana who stopped his footsteps at the door.

When Brian was about to open the door, Shavana just called him.

"Mas Brian."

Brian glanced at Shavana but did not reply. The man opened the door and went inside.

He threw his tired body on the bed. Brian reached into his pants pocket to pick up the phone, found a contact with the words 'My Honey' and called him.

The first call didn't get an answer, Brian tried calling again.

"Come on, Honey, pick up the phone."

The second call got no answer. Brian tried calling for a third time but just as before his phone call got no answer.

Brian threw his phone to the side, grabbed his hair and shouted.

"ARRGHJ!!"

Luckily Brian's room was soundproofed so no one heard his screams.

"Why did this happen to me, Lord?!"

Taken figura contains a photo of Vera and himself on the nightstand and he held it firmly.

"You're the only one I love, Ver, come back to me," said Brian.

Who will not be frustrated if he fails to marry the lover he loves. Marriage was in sight but failed just like that because he was fucking another girl.

Brian sat down and looked at the picture of himself holding Vera from behind. The photo was taken one year ago in London. They smiled together looking very happy because he had just proposed to Vera to be his wife.

After being satisfied to see the photo Brian put back to where he came from and then rose from the bed to go to the bathroom. He intends to meet Vera at the girl's house.

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"Where's Brian Shava?" larissa asked because she saw Shavana coming down alone.

"Mas Brian just went into the room, Bukde," replied Shavana approaching Larissa who was preparing dinner.

Shavana helps Larissa bring some food that is already on a big plate to the dining table. All the food was the waiter who cooked it and Larissa only helped taste the taste.

"No need Shava let the waiter," prevent Larissa who saw Shavana had raised a large plate containing sea food sweet acid, the mainstay menu at this house.

"It's okay Bukde, besides I'm at home It's nothing either." Shavana again took the plate containing the other menu.

"Yes if you want to" Larissa said, and Shavana nodded.

Shavana sees a lot of food at the table just like last night. While having breakfast this morning Shavana missed it, and having lunch she ate a buffet at her wedding ceremony.

Actually the wedding reception will still take place until 12 pm, but Brian canceled it and at 4 pm the event was finished.

Soon Reyhan came and Larissa immediately danced a chair for her husband, poured her glass of water and sat down next to him. Seeing that, Shavana remembered that she was married.

"Do I have to, too" he murmured.

All this time Shavana only lived with her father because her mother had already died first so she had never seen her father being served like that.

"Shava calls Brian there dinner is about to start" Larissa said, because at the dinner table all the families had gathered and only Brian had not joined.

"Yes Bukde."

His hand was outstretched about to knock on Brian's room door but he stopped because he did not dare.

"Aduuhh, don't you knock?" shavana asked her. He hesitated to knock him worried about disturbing the man and ended up being scolded not to mention when the man was angry the words that came out of his mouth were always ugly to the heart.

"But everyone at the table was waiting for Brian," he weighed what he had to do.

Shavana finally knocks on Brian's door.

The first knock is not opened by the door. Shavana knocks again while calling the man's name but Brian does not answer and does not open the door.

Shavana knocked back on the door. "Mas Brian was waiting for dinner" said Shavana telling Brian her goal was knocking on the door.

Brian in the room folding up his shirt immediately stopped his hand but he continued after not hearing Shavana's voice.

"Ck! Being a real wife."

Unopened and unable to get an endorsement, Shavana decides to return to the dinner table.

"Well, where's Brian?" larissa asked, wondering that she had told Shavana to call Brian, but the girl came back alone.

"Mas Brian didn't open Bukde's door, nor did he turn up when I called."

"Take the kid. You sit down Shava we start dinner so Brian eats himself later."

"Yes Bukde."

Shavana pulls the empty chair near her boukdena, pours her rice dishes and a few other side dishes. But he had not had time to bribe suddenly the view of everyone at the table eating was fixed on someone who had just come down from the stairs.

"Where are you going Brian?" asked Larissa who saw Brian's performance was neat. Brian wore material pants with a shirt top that folded his arms up to his elbows.

"I want to get out" Brian replied without stopping his footsteps. Brian wants to meet Vera and explain the misunderstanding between her, Vera, and Shavana.

Just after Ijab qobul finished Brian was about to meet Vera but because his father insists he must remain there so Brian complies rather than arguing that it will embarrass him and his extended family.

Reyhan got up from his seat making everyone who was already at the dining table stop their hands.

"You're not allowed out!" Reyhan's words suddenly stopped Brian's footsteps who had reached the main door.

"Dad, please! I want to see Vera" said Brian.

Reyhan approached Brian who was also approaching him.

"Daddy won't let you meet Vera. You're married now so focus on your wife."

"I DON'T LOVE HER, DAD! IT'S ONLY VERA I LOVE AND SHE'S ALL I WANT!"

PLAKK!!

Shavana was quite surprised to see Brian screaming like that plus his uncle who slapped the man very hard. It seemed that his uncle was already unable to contain the anger.

Brian froze in place with one hand holding his cheek. Luckily only a slap landed on his face instead of the fist that his father had been holding.

"Don't be a badass guy, Brian. If you love Vera and want her you should be able to refrain from tarnishing Shavana."

Seriate..