Night Destiny
Gaudy

The event had already lasted for almost an hour, a happy smile was clearly imprinted on the faces of the two brides. The endless congratulations they got from the invited guests. While greeting the guests, Azka and Salsa occasionally looked on lovingly. The event went on very well. The melodious sound of the show's filler makes the guests feel more at home to enjoy the event. Plus the dishes provided were so pampering the tongue of the guests who came. The wedding of this young businessman is predicted to be the most luxurious wedding of the year.

The good looks of Azka blend perfectly with the natural beauty of a Salsabila. They're like princes and princesses in fairyland. Not a few who feel jealous of them, many women's hearts are broken to see Azka has been coupled with her heart adoration.

Their happiness is so clear. The guests were endlessly looking towards the bride who indeed looked dazzling.

The views of invited guests are now no longer focused on security. All eyes were now on the figure who had just entered the building. They know who that girl is. Salwa Adiaksa, the sister of the bride who is the ex-lover of the groom. Not out of admiration for the charm of Salwa, they actually stared at Salwa dress so striking in the middle of the party. The red color that contrasts with the theme of the event makes Salwa the center of attention.

Many sneered at the girl, not even a few who compared her to Salsa, Azka's wife. In comparison, Salsa is much calmer and graceful. In contrast to Salwa who is possessive when it comes to Azka. And it's been an open secret.

"Why isn't Salwa wearing her dress?," asked Salsa puzzled.

Azka simply smiled, "She accidentally ruined her own dress."

Salsa looked at her husband in surprise, "How does that mean?."

"Obviously, he's mean to you. But he got hit by his own actions. Look at his face that's holding shame. He even became the center of attention. I'm sure he'll be out of here soon!."

Salsa looked towards her sister. It seems that Salwa occasionally bowed. Obviously he must have been uncomfortable from looking flashy.

"But pity also Salwa. Was there no other dress she could wear?."

Azka stared at his wife, "Let it go. You're her brother, but you don't know his true nature. Don't be too sorry for the one who can stab you in the back!" Azka recalled.

Salsa nodded in understanding, "I know what I have to do, Mr Akza!."

Azka chuckled, "I'm sure you're smarter about driving away the actor and keeping your handsome husband!." They were just laughing.

Salwa herself felt uneasy, especially some people looked at her with scornful smiles.

Shit, all my plans failed because of misdirected. Azka cannot be underestimated. He must have been watching me.

Feeling uncomfortable, Salwa finally chooses to leave the party. Anya was only able to sigh seeing the departure of her youngest daughter.

Azka waved her hand at her sister. Lazily Saga climbed up to the pelaminan, the,

"Why?."

"You don't want to take a picture with us? You were just a picture with your family. You look like a robot, so stiff!."

Saga thundered, "Alright, since I'm happy, then I'll take a picture with you!."

Saga took a position in the middle with his leisure. Azka will protest but Saga's plotting makes her just resigned. Azka was not willing if the wife was close to another man even though it was her own sister.

After a few photos, Saga went down and sat back at her desk.

"He's a real singles," Azka ledek

"Don't do that, he just hasn't thought about a soul mate. Azka will be busy continuing my business!."

Azka nodded in agreement, just like her old self. Azka even so, he even had to marry Salwa without thinking about how the future of his household. Lucky destiny said another, he instead met the perfect woman like Salsa.

"Salwa has not taken pictures with us" said Salsa

Azka just put her shoulders together, good not if in their photo there is no Salwa. Not cruel, but the girl herself started it.

"I can't wait to spend our bridal night" Azka chirped

"What can still be considered the bridal night? and what was last night called?" said Salsa a little upset.

The handsome man chuckled, "Warming!."

Salsa glared, "Where is the warm-up until morning!."

Azka kissed his wife's cheeks, Salsa immediately smiled embarrassedly at the sight of some guests who were looking at them. "Suppose it's a drill. So for the next one, you know where I'm going!."

The young lady was just clucking resentfully inwardly, she should not look upset about having to always smile.

"Thank you" said Salsa, greeting guests.

A handsome man was seen entering the room, his gaze so sharp. His facial lines were so firm, his tanned skin added to the cool impression in him. The man immediately walked towards the guarantee, with a wide smile he greeted the groom.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Azka Ibrahim. May you be a happy family, mawaddah and warohmah!."

Azka accepted the man's hand, "Thank you. Rarely does a Seno Ardian take the time to come to a party. It's an honor because you want to come to my wedding!."

Seno smiled, "I actually just don't like parties. But an exception for you," Azka nodded, "Oh yeah, you don't want to introduce your wife to me? I don't know this one yet!."

Salsa looked at the two in surprise, they were like friends but also like enemies.

"Darling, introduce. He's Seno, he's a lecturer. My friend since High School. Em, not exactly a friend, but a former rival!."

Salsa looked at the two more confusedly, "She has loved Salwa since High School!," Azka continued.

Salsa finally understood what was going on between them. They're former love rivals.

Seno received Salsa's hand and shook a glance, she looked at Salsa and looked at Azka. "You married her brother and now your ex-boyfriend is your sister-in-law. Love's fate is complicated!."

Azka laughed, fortunately the guest queue had been stretched, so they could talk for quite a long time. "Isn't this the way for you. I'm sure you're the soul mate!."

Seno smiling. "Secure once again. I can't stay long. Oh yeah, I'll come back when you have kids!."

The man got off the lap, he was seen greeting Dirga and Danar. Then Seno came out of the party room.

"You ex-rivals?" asked Salsa.

"That was. Now it might be a brother!."

"meaning?."

Azka looked at his wife gently, without Salsa expecting, her husband kissed her lips at a glance. "You'll know later!."

The party lasts until one o'clock in the afternoon. Guests slowly began to leave the show. And now only the nuclear family remains there. Azka and Salsa have come down from the sewers, they are now joined by families.

"Are you hungry?" asked Azka to his wife. Salsa nodded, "Alright, I'll have the waiter bring the food to our room!."

"Why go to the room? Just eat here, there's plenty to eat!."

"You must be uncomfortable with the dress. I've seen you a little uncomfortable since!."

A reasonable reason, Salsa was indeed a little uncomfortable with her dress. The body-fitting dress was impressed to tie her body tightly. Plus high heels that make his feet ache because they stand too long. But he also understands Akza's real reason.

"Alright, we just eat to the room," said Salsa.

Azka smiled sumringah, her face looks very sparkling. "Then let's go to the room!."

"Ck remember, it's still noon. Can't wait for night!" saga chirped.

"Yes Bang, there are still many families. His replacement period will tell!," added Dirga. He deliberately teased his son.

"Dad like never young. The newlyweds, of course, want to continue together. I want a grandson soon, right? So don't protest!."

Salsa's face was flushed with shame, she could - how could her husband say that. "Bag!!."

"It's true. Dad it's even worse. Even though he's old he's-!."

"Follow, there you rest" cut off the Gita. It would be a shame for him if Azka opened his cards in front of Salsa.

Anya and Danar could only smile at her daughter-in-law.

Azka smiled victoriously, affectionately holding Salsa towards their bridal room. Ah, actually stale if you say wedding night. They tried it last night.

Chequelek

Salsa looked at her husband who had just locked the door. Azka smilingly grinned, like a tiger ready to pounce on prey.

"He wants to rest!" said Salsa

"Sure, but after we've done a very tiring thing!."

The man opened his suit, then the shirt he was wearing. Salsa was hypnotized with her husband's sturdy body. Muscles - his muscles look tight and seductive.

"You're enchanted, hm?," Azka walked closer and closer. Now his hands have reached his wife's waist. The man gave a glimpse of the lips that became his candlestick.

"We haven't had a bath, my body feels sticky and sultry!," Salsa said. He was afraid of being tempted first. Shame is it, then,

Sret

Akza's hand managed to lower the zipper on the back of his wife's dress. By lowering the sleeves of her dress slightly, the shirt immediately fell to the floor.

Azka stared at the astonishment of the wife's smooth body. Although not the first time, Azka never tired of being treated to the beautiful scenery. Moreover, his favorite part that contains, makes his wife look sexy.

"You're always a pervert!."

Azka chuckled, "Mesum with you, I get a reward."

Azka pecked when his wife's hand took the initiative to open the belt he was wearing. Even boldly, Salsa opened the pants that Azka was wearing.

"You're getting naughty" Azka said in a hoarse tone.

"I learned from you!."

Salsa melu*mat Azka's lips gently, her hands held the man's nape so that their kiss deepened. Azka who received the treatment, would be happy not to be upset. His hands are in his favorite place. Giving a touch that increasingly makes his wife fly.

As adults, they just need to follow their instincts. Even by itself satisfy each other.

"I can't take it anymore, baby. How about we play in the bathroom? Making love under the water seems like it'll be fun."

"As you wish, honey!," welcome Salsa.