Solar Throne
Harnesses

"Open your eyes, Miss." The sound of a make up artist makes Gina reflex open her eyes after having daubed eye shadow for corrective action. Gina looked at the mirror in front of her. The shadow from the mirror no doubt amazed him as well. Make up of this artist is very professional. She can make makeup on her face look natural but at the same time firm.

Gina observes every touch that is affixed by the make up artist. Turn the right and left sides alternately to ensure that the makeup looks perfect from all directions.

"How's Miss?"

"Good." Gina answered briefly but with satisfaction. Her hair was beautiful as well.

"Let me help you change your dress." Someone sent by the boutique where Gina ordered the dress volunteered.

"All right..." Gina answered moving from her seat still in pajamas.

My God, this is really my day. I have started this war and I cannot lose. Yes, from today I only have the choice of winning or winning. Gina's mind is full of ambition.

Her new status as Surya's wife after the marriage contract had no effect at all for her. He had already made a deal with Surya so his marriage only happened on paper. He doesn't have to worry about anything. After obtaining his throne, he could divorce Surya as he pleased.

"Simplek!!" The hotel room door was opened without a knock. Surya came out the door.

"What are you doing here?" Tanya Gina turned her head in surprise to find Surya entering the room where she was making up.

"I need to change clothes for tonight's show."

"Why is it here? Change your clothes somewhere else." Gina's words made a make up artist and her assistant stare at Gina strangely. Gina and Surya know that.

"Oh, I mean don't change clothes here. Replace it in the bathroom. I don't want them to see you change your clothes."

"Ahh, Miss.we'll just come out then." The make up artist felt bad and intended to make room for the newlyweds.

"No, there's no need. Let her change her clothes somewhere else. You guys just finish your work with me."

"Yes, I can change my clothes there." Imbuh Surya then entered the bathroom of the five-star hotel where their wedding party was held.

The two make up artists were smiling knots looking at the awkwardness of the two brides. They think Gina and Surya are a couple who are still shy if they are alone in one room. But what really happened was that they agreed not to be in one room no matter what.

The hotel park tonight really looks beautiful. Various garlands and strands of lights adorn the entire garden. Invitational guests began to arrive. In her room, Gina was ready. Similarly, Surya who has used his suit and is ready to go out to greet the guests.

"Let's get out, Miss." Bring Surya.

"I'm tired, you're the only one out." Gina was still playing her phone and did not turn her face at all on Surya.

"Miss, we have to greet the guests." Persuade Surya. Now they are alone in the room. The make up artist had been out of the room since a while ago.

"Well, if you don't come out then I'll stay here too." Surya sat on the other sofa.

"As far as you." Gina is still cute and loyal to pursue her mobile phone.

"Tink!" A notification came in on Gina's phone. He knew the message from his father.

"If you can't wait for your first night with Surya, I'm so happy. My quest to get a granddaughter is getting faster. I'll tell the guests that you're having fun right now."

Suddenly, Gina's eyes widened to read the message. How could his father think that way.

"Looks like Papa's lost his mind." Gerricks Gina.

"Surya, let's get out." Gina stood up from her seat and without waiting for Surya she immediately came out from inside her room. Lifting up her dress and walking faster. Bridal shoes with heels as high as 12 cm did not block his steps because he was used to wearing high heels.

Arriving at the party location, Gina momentarily stunned at the sight before her. Just this time he found a garden party decoration as beautiful as this. It offers views all over the corner of the park. Colorful flowers of various types and colors. But the dominating is the rose so that the most confiscating sense of smell is the smell of roses. His gentle fragrance made him slowly pull his lips upwards, smiling. Very soothing. He only realized when the boisterous sound of applause all the invitations welcomed him.

Without realizing it, Surya was already beside him. Gina came down the stairs from the terrace of the hotel while greeting the guests with a smile. But on the third step the steps are out of balance. As fast as lightning Surya caught it.

"You forgot, there's no physical contact between us." Gina's whisper as Surya supported her body from falling.

"I don't want the bride to be a conversation because she fell right in front of the invited guests." Surya is calm. Gina blinked her eyes wrong. He was also aware however that Surya's actions were a reaction of spontaneity to help him.

"This time I forgive you." Gina released herself from Surya's embrace and continued on. But Surya took Gina's hand. Gina looked at him.

"You're this..."

"I don't want you to fall again." Solar Whispers.

A host greeted them.

"That was really like what was in romantic movies. I think the script writers were far-fetched, but here I can see it for myself and without any engineering elements." The host's teasing remarks to Gina and Surya were met with laughter by the guests. Then the voice of a male wedding singer began to be heard singing the song Beautiful In White from Shane Filan welcoming the two brides into the party area. All eyes are on the king and queen tonight.

Next Gina and Surya mingled with the other guests. Mr. Rangga's friends and relations, Gina's friends including some people in Font who knew him and also the Surya family, were all there. The Surya family has always been the most prominent among the other guests. From their appearance Gina knew that they were the Surya family. A simple appearance for a party like this. It also looks at the behavior of those who are kampungungan, according to Gina.

Surprisingly, Mr. Rangga was friendly towards them. He was not ashamed to have a family in his village. Mr. Rangga welcomes kindly like the host. As Gina saw at this moment. Mr. Rangga was talking to a middle-aged man dressed in batik with motifs that did not know what his name was and material pants and sandals of synthetic leather. The man also wears a kopyah over his head. He thinks it's a worship event wearing kopyah like that. Inner Gina.

"That's Gina." Sunday sees Gina and pulls Faris' hand to go straight to her.

"Ginaaaa..." Call Sunday after a few steps from Gina. Gina who was talking with her high school friend then turned her head and pretended to be aware of the presence of Sunday and Faris.

"Hi..." Sapa Gina's.

"You really don't stop giving surprises. After this what else did you use to surprise me?" Sunday teased.

"Maybe I'll give birth soon. Faster than you." Said Gina.

"Oh my God, this boy." Chirps Faris looked at Gina's seemingly straightforward attitude.

"That must be really cool, Gin. Our children will be the same age and it must be very exciting because we have a reason to be together."

"Of course." Gina laughed in response to Sunday's imagination.

"May be happy always." Sunday hugged Gina. Gina retorted even though her heart was still interested in Faris completely.

"Where is Mr Surya?" Ask Faris while looking around.

"Stop that..." Gina answered again.

"Oh that's it." Faris found Mr. Surya among the other guests talking. Then Faris asked Sunday's permission to meet Mr. Surya who was among other men. It seems like it's his business associates. Faris left Sunday with Gina because it would be uncomfortable if she was with the men and did not understand what they were talking about.

"So, how's the story?" Sunday brought her face closer to Gina as she lowered her voice.

"What story?" Gina pretended not to understand the meaning of Sunday. Though he knew very well the direction of Sunday's conversation was about how he and Surya could suddenly get married.

"You and Mr. Surya?" Sunday grazing.

"Ah, that's how it is."

"Come on. tell me." Rayu Sundays.

"I'm also very curious." A voice from another direction.

"Lita Hei..." Greet Sunday. There was a longing on his face when he saw the old friend he had not met.

"Oh my God, you're fat." Lita looked at the belly of Sunday. Sunday blushed.

"You're so funny like a fish chef."

"Just kid." Sunday hit Lita's shoulder slowly.

"Seeing you're married and happy, I'm jealous." Lita suddenly sad. Gina who knows how Lita is cheated on by her boyfriend without then patting him slowly as if to calm down.

"Let's just calm down, your boyfriend's gonna propose soon." Sunday cheers Lita.

"Whose girlfriend?" Lita's still grim.

"You told me the other day."

"She, it's been slammed by Gina."

"What do you mean?" Sunday looked up at Lita and Gina alternately demanding an explanation.

"Next time I tell you. I've obviously broken up with him."

"What?" Sunday is back again. Last meeting Lita, he sees his friend quite enthusiastic and flowery telling of a relationship with his new girlfriend.

"Your house is everywhere, Sun." Lita felt something dripping on the back of her hand.

"really?" Sunday groped his lips.

"Ahh, you're making this up." Sunday was wrongly accused of that. She had been experiencing hypersalivation since the beginning of her pregnancy. That is a condition where pregnant women have excessive saliva and make him spit often. And to reduce his activity spitting too often finally Sunday has a new habit of eating candy. But this time he was not eating candy, whether it made him lose control of his saliva.

"Right, I feel it too." Gina added while fingering her forehead.

"Hey, am I a leaking faucet?" Sunday pouted got the charges of both of his friends.

A few moments later, a wobble from above suddenly dropped.

Gina sees Faris putting her coat over Sunday's head as a makeshift umbrella and takes Sunday to the shelter. Gina felt very jealous. But after that he also felt no more rain water soaking his face. Gina looked up and found a tray that someone used to shade her.