One Night Tragedy With Friends
Episode 8
The queen came out of the room with a flank by Mama Hani on the right and mommy Zia on the left. Behind him were Medina, Karina, Arabella and Ciara who were in his mother's arms.
Everyone who came to the wedding was amazed and pangling to see the beauty of the Queen, Jean was no exception. He saw the beauty of the Queen who is now legally his wife. They came before Jean, and the Queen sat beside the man who had been her husband.
Jean brought her face closer to the Queen's ear, "You look so beautiful today. I see you, "he whispered praising the beauty of his best friend who has now changed status to his wife.
The queen can only squeeze the bride kebaya she wears. It feels like the Queen wants to run away from this forced marriage, but she does not want to make her family ashamed later. If marriage is based on love, it may be that the smile of happiness continues to linger on the lips of the rannum.
"Ekhem, whispers later yes it is finished the event, now you sign the wedding book first yes," the father of Penghulu teased the two brides.
Then Jean and the Queen signed their marriage book. After signing the marriage book, it is time to put the wedding ring on their finger.
"Here is your hand" Jean asked, doubtfully giving the Queen her right hand to be placed on her ring finger by Jean.
Likewise with Jean, now the turn of his right hand is paired with a ring on his ring finger by the Queen. The Queen's hand trembled violently as she put the wedding ring on Jean's hand.
"Honey, let's kiss your husband's hand now" Mama Hani told the Queen.
The queen simply nodded and complied, then kissed Jean's hand with tears that kept coming out of her two beautiful eyes. After that Jean kissed the forehead and wiped the Queen's tears.
"I beg you not to cry, then our child will be sad to feel the sadness of his mother," said Jean very slowly. Hearing Jean's words made the Queen sobbing and a little tired of hearing Jean's words. Remember he only thinks of his son instead of you, please be self-conscious Queen! It kept that ringing in the Queen's mind.
Aster's Hotel.
In the afternoon, the wedding reception was directly presented with a very luxurious and magnificent decoration in the 5-star hotel ballroom which is none other than the owner is daddy Marvin.
The 2,000 guests left Jean and the Queen exhausted. On average, all the invited guests from large families, among their parents' business partners, and not to forget also the friends of the two brides who were invited.
"Great seal," complained the Queen while kneeling her calf. Jean looked at the Queen.
"What a big fat, huh?" The queen simply nodded in response.
"Yes, let's just take a break in the hotel room" Jean asked.
"But the show-"
"It's okay to stay, I can't bear to see you exhausted like that" Jean interrupted the Queen's words.
"Yes already."
"Mom," call Jean to Zia's mommy.
"Yes baby? Is there anything Mommy can help you with?"
"We went to the hotel room first, right? You pity the Queen, her body aches all," explains Jean a little excessive. Mommy Zia stared at her daughter-in-law.
"What a fuckin' ya, son?"
"Yes Mom" replied the Queen.
"Yes, you have just rest in the hotel room, for the guests let Mommy, Daddy, and your parents take care of it" said Zia softly. The queen just nodded.
"Come on Tu, or do you want me to carry it?" laughter Jean.
The queen nodded quickly. "No need!"
The queen lifted her fairly heavy dress and the length of her back, quickly Jean helped the Queen who seemed to have trouble carrying her wedding dress.
"Here I help you." The queen simply nodded letting Jean help her.
At the end of there a man was clenching his hands strong, his jaw hardened even his eyes went red, he was not willing to see the girl who had been his target had been married to another man. The man went straight from there rather than his heart getting crushed to see him.
Arriving at the hotel room, the Queen went straight to the bed. He sat on the side of the bed, massaging his calves.
"Here I go with a massage." Jean carried the Queen's feet over her thighs, causing the Queen to flinch.
"That's okay."
"It's okay, is this a pain?" jean looked at the Queen. The queen nodded, her heart racing as she looked at Jean's current gaze. For a long time Jean massaged her leg, and the Queen lowered her leg from Jean's thigh.
"Here you go, Jean."
"Aren't your feet sore anymore?" ask Jean.
The queen just cleared her throat, she immediately got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. In front of the bathroom mirror the Queen held her chest.
"Why my heart? It's a good thing Jean didn't hear it." muttered the Queen, then she took a micellar water to clean her face of makeup, she said, fortunately, the makeup is not too thick to make the Queen does not take a long time to clean her face. Then opened some trinkets on his head.
The Queen unzips her dress, if in the soap opera even in the world of novels the bride will tell her husband to open her dress, she said, hey, it's the real world and the Queen can't possibly tell Jean to open her dress. Note, that is impossible for the Queen to do!
After her dress was removed from her body, the Queen walked towards the bathtub, she tried to relax her body as well as her mind by soaking in warm water and plus the aroma of lavender therapy.
Alexander's Residence.
They both decided to go home at the request of the Queen herself.
"What the hell is Jean? I'm so tired, what do you want?" the Queen asked without looking at Jean.
"We have dinner first yuk, you haven't had dinner yet," Jean asked the Queen.
"No, I'm not hungry" the Queen said. Although she was still angry and disappointed with Jean, the man was still her husband and the Queen had to be courteous to him as the advice given by her mother.
"If you don't eat, you'll be sick to the Queen and our child will be starving in there" Jean said. However, the Queen did not answer him at all. He closed his eyes and kept his back to Jean.
"Queen you heard me, right?" jolt Jean by raising her voice, annoyed to feel ignored by the Queen. Angrily the Queen woke up and looked at Jean sharply.
"If I say no yes no! You understand not anyway?!" the Queen's back.
Hearing the Queen's rising voice like that made Jean clench her hands trying to contain her anger.
BRAKKK!
Jean closed the door to her room. He better opt out before his anger explodes and that later could hurt Rati.
"Hiks I'm sorry, Jean." The queen sobbed immediately after Jean came out of the room. She felt guilty and guilty for raising her voice in front of Jean, who was now her husband.
"Which Queen, Jean? How come you're not coming down?" zia asked puzzledly when she saw Jean coming alone to the dining room without the Queen.
"The queen is asleep, Mom," replied Jean lying, she could not tell Mommy the truth. Then sit on the dining chair to the left of daddy Marvin.
"Now don't you ask for dinner, son? He hasn't had dinner yet."
"Pity Mom, she's like exhaustion. Probably because it's been standing all day." Jean's alibi was trying to find an excuse.
"Oh that, Yes, Mommy will have Aunt Lulu make her special milk for pregnant women only for the Queen, pity your future children must be hungry," concluded Zia. Jean just nodded in agreement to Mommy's words.
"Oh yeah Jean, do you have any desire for a honeymoon?" ask daddy Marvin.
Jean stopped eating and looked at daddy Marvin and thought for a moment. "There certainly is, Dad."
"Where are you going? Let Daddy book you a ticket."
"I want to go to the Maldives, Dad. But I don't know what the Queen wants" Jean replied. He was sure the Queen would reject him.
"Before you go it's good to check the Queen's content first, fearing something will happen let alone the Queen's content is still very young. Usually the best time for long flights for pregnant women is when the gestational age is around 14 to 27 weeks," explained mommy Zia.
Jean thought about what mommy Zia said earlier there was a point, did not want the Queen and her future children why later.
"Later we go honeymoon, after the Queen's content has been slightly enlarged," said Jean.
"Well son, if that's what's best for the Queen and her womb, Daddy doesn't want Daddy's granddaughter to be okay" said daddy Marvin.
"Mommy can't wait to hear the baby's voice in this house" said Zia's enthusiastic mother, the middle-aged woman can't wait for the birth of her granddaughter into this world.
"Daddy is also the same Mom, it has been 17 years has never heard the sound of crying babies again in this house," said daddy Marvin. Jean smiles at the words of her parents who desperately want a grandchild.
"Let's just calm down Mom, Dad. Jean will make a lot of grandchildren for you" said Jean.
He also hopes that later he and the Queen will have many children, so that his house is always crowded with the cries and laughter of his children later.
After dinner, Jean returned to her room. He opened the door of his room very slowly. Jean saw that the Queen was asleep, and she stepped on her feet to the bed. Then he sat his ass beside the Queen.
"Queen, wake up yuk. You drink milk first" said Jean, awakening the Queen. The queen piqued and began to open her eyes.
"What's wrong? I'm sleepy" he said hoarsely.
"Drink milk first, just sleep again. Our son must be starving in there, "please persuade Jean. The still sleepy queen simply nodded, slowly changing her position to sit down.
"This is the milk." Jean offered the Queen a glass of milk. The Queen accepted it immediately to drink it until the toilet was not left.
"Here's the glass." Jean takes over the glass in the Queen's hand.
"Now you go to sleep again" said Jean. The queen just nodded and spread her body, before long she went back to sleep so sleepy in addition to fatigue due to a day of standing saluting the guests.
Jean smiled slightly at the queen who had fallen asleep again.
"I just realized that all this time she was very beautiful," said Jean. staring at the Queen's beautiful and innocent face while asleep.
Hey where have you been Jean, why have you only now realized that the Queen is so beautiful!
"I don't love you yet, Tu. But I promise I'll work for it," inward Jean.
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