THE BRIDE'S REPLACEMENT FOR MY BROTHER
36. All eyes are looking

The shopkeepers were silent, as were Rayyan and Alfindra. Madel was busy taking care of the payment, asking another waiter to wrap the dress that Alfindra had appointed earlier.

"Red, white, peach, and..." Madel was counting after it was finished then he approached Alfindra who was still clashing with Rayyan in front.

"Berez, Master!" report Madel is called Alfin.

"See you, just be careful if you meet again," said Alfindra acting as if Rayyan was his arch-enemy.

"I'm looking forward to it, rich and arrogant sir. Besides, I'm also looking forward to his widow Almira. Don't forget, if I have proof that you cheated," Rayyan stopped Alfindra's move.

Alfindra turned around and pulled Rayyan's craters spontaneously making some there look at them.

"Sir, we better get back to the hotel."

Madel tried to break up by taking Alfindra away from there.

Alfindra was still holding back emotions, not accepting Rayyan's words even though she did not know for sure how she felt about Almira.

"Just son, wait for my wife's widow. Just die!" gerutu Alfindra's.

Madel laughed instead, "Master, hold your emotions."

"Who is emotional? I just don't accept. That man, Rayyan Rayyan must have sent me a picture with Salma at the cafe, must have been spying on me, thought I was cheating on Almira!"

"Maybe sir, but you need to know one thing... If Mr. Rayyan is the owner of a viral cafe-caffe around our office. His parents are also the business magnates of Bandung, maybe he's here to join the banquet as well."

"That means Almira will meet him later?"

"Yes, Master!" answer Madel.

"Ck!" Alfindra clucked softly, rubbing her face. Unknowingly already passed through several outlets.

"Jass is in line with Miss Almira's dress, sir!" show Madel.

"As far as you go, I'll wait in the car."

Madel nodded, Alfindra then brought the paperbag in Madel's hands and chose to go down to the ground floor.

He met Rayyan again. The man smilingly looked at Alfindra. However, it was not his friendly smile but rather a ridiculing smile.

"Meet again? The widower candidate," his claws made Alfindra glare sharply.

"You're the weathered bujang! At least before I was a widower, I was content living with Almira."

"You... Sia lan!" maki Rayyan avenged Alfindra's slanted smile.

A few minutes later, Madel came to break up their debate.

Alfindra and Madel returned to the hotel, while Rayyan clucked softly. She's been trying to open up the rottenness of Almira's husband, but why until now has not produced anything. Probably, too, because he wasn't really after Almira.

Arriving at the hotel, Almira is still asleep making Alfindra whose emotions instantly subside due to seeing the face of his wife's pillow.

"Almira..." Alfindra shook his shoulders slowly hoping his wife would wake up.

"Al, fire, fire" cried Alfindra in the ear making Almira tiptoed in surprise.

"Where... Where's fire!"

Hahhahhahaha..

Alfindra was blown away, even the emotions that had been controlling themselves gradually disappeared. Vanished captivated by Almira's bewildered charm, innocently.

Alfindra thrust the paperbag in front of Almira.

"Everything, Mom? I thought I was going to take my shopping" lamented Almira.

"You sleep richly, don't wake up! You try, but the red color should only be used in front of me," cried Alfin successfully made Almira gawk in place.

"Geez, that's great!" Almira cheers when she finds navy dress.

"Lho's..." Alfindra's confused. But soon after knew that the one who managed to get the dress in the mall was Madel assistant.

***

The afternoon changed night, from an hour ago Almira sat in front of the mirror preparing herself. He even willingly held back hunger to prepare to accompany Alfindra to the banquet. I don't know, these few days his appetite disappeared. Probably because of the effects of many thoughts.

"Haven't?" alfindra asked as she glanced at the clock on her wrist.

"Not yet, just use the foundation, too" replied Almira. Lucky he often dandan during Qtime with Caca. Although not as smart as the make up of the artists.

Almira.

"He ate at the banquet, free as you please!" Alfindra massages the temples. Actually his head these two days is a bit dizzy, but he holds it.

Almira swept thin powder, wearing eyebrow pencil although not until carved or printed, or striped, do not forget the strokes of mascara and lipstick kalem color.

Finished preparing, Almira grabbed the cluch then inserted a cell phone and wallet.

"Yeah, Mom?" invite Almira to make Alfindra sculpt for a moment.

"Ehm, wait!" he got up and tidied his jass and approached Almira and asked his wife to put her hand on his arm.

Madel greeted them in front of the hotel room and then walked along to the parking lot. Of course Madel chose behind as the supervisor of that pair of couples.

"Not far, my mother? About until the mallem isn't it?" Almira turned to look at Alfindra who was opening the car door. Madel's been staying in front of me as a driver.

"Maybe! Just relax, later do not be far from me or Madel because mom is equally papa there."

Glekk...

Almira had expected it, but she tried to calm down and smiled sweetly. His job is only to accompany Alfindra, the rest let the husband take care of him.

The car drove to the hotel Emeral B. The largest hotel belongs to one of Alfindra's colleagues.

"Cock to the hotel again anyway, Mas? Is it a hotel room party?" almira asked innocently.

"No, you've just sorted it out!" they continued walking, even entering the elevator until they reached the ballroom where the event was held.

"Gee!" Almira Mumm.

Alfindra invites him in and greets the show's empy with Madel. Their arrival was warmly welcomed by Peter and his wife and then let in to enjoy the banquet.

"Cool, Mom?" murmured Almira again. Although innocent and the first time to attend an event like this, he was not up to parable and embarrassed Alfindra.

Everyone looked at them in astonishment, some greeted Alfindra directly and even bluntly asked who Almira was.

"Fin!" call Dominic.

"Pa," said Alfindra. Dominic hugged his son, while Silvia with a sour face did not approach his son at all. Choose to wait in the distance.

"How are you, why don't you ever go home? Bad boy," cried Dominic again making Alfindra only grimace because of the papa's burly hands that hugged his neck tightly.

"Good, Pa. Introduce this Almira," replied Alfindra. Almira held out her hands politely, unexpectedly Dominic greeted her kindly and did not hesitate to reply to Almira's reverent salim.

"Well, who is this? Is your lover Lord Alfindra?" ask one of my colleagues.

"Hya, Sir!" alfindra Nod.

"It's a good fit, I'm waiting for the good news sir!"

"Haha, we're married!" I Alfindra made everything there dumbfounded.

Almira was already sweating coldly there, while Dominic only raised his lips thinly as an expression.

"Wohla is really Mr Dominic?" ask them to make sure it goes straight to Alfindra's papa.

"Yes, that's it. Still in the planning of the reception" Dominic lapsed.

Silvia quietly listened to the conversation, her hands clenched when she saw her husband was unequivocal when she heard the news of Alfindra getting married.

"They lied!" sahut Silvia's.

"The woman who was with Alfindra was just his collection. Actually, um we didn't even know Alfindra was married. Isn't that what this lady called a mistress?" Silvia glanced at the cynical Almira and was already standing beside Dominic.

"Mah!" tell Dominic not to make a tantrum. Silvia was just getting annoyed.

"Why can't you...?"

"Excuse me..." Alfindra pulls Almira away from her parents.

"The support of my parents is not to be entered. You wait here for a minute, eat! I'll talk to them for a minute" Alfindra said.

"I should be the one apologizing, ma'am. Sorry to bother you," said Almira.

Alfindra shook her head, rubbed Almira's arm and went to see Dominic.