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All the preparations for the engagement were finally completed perfectly, just waiting for the remaining time of approximately one hour to the top of the event.
In the room with shades of blue white, it sounded crowded so excited Neta, Lady Ayshila and Lady Kamila when they saw Qiara being made up by a close friend of the twins whose stature has two personalities, half female and half male.
Who would have thought a handsome guy with a tall sturdy body and has a wide back like the model is in fact a little gaunt, especially in speaking.
The annoyed Qiara did not want her hair to be let down because it was too long as the waist, making the makeup artist annoyed to the point of nagging her endlessly.
"You if you don't recede as well, I swear deh eyke again make up order," growled the makeup artist stared intently at Princess Rafindra so upset.
"I don't want his hair to be broken," ketus the beauty still remains in his stance does not want the crown on his head to be the center of attention of many people.
In addition to her famous face is very beautiful, hair is one of the most liked parts of anyone who sees it.
Because Qiara had broken her hair several times if she was lazy in a tie so long and certainly thick.
And now the beautiful girl was deliberately asked to keep her hair in a long unravel, where maybe she immediately agreed.
Madam Ayshila had run out of sense to seduce her beloved daughter, not because she deliberately wanted her daughter to be the center of attention.
The problem was, the dress that Qiara was about to wear had a sizable hemisphere on her back barely showing her waist.
Can be imagined what it would look like if the beautiful dress in water blue was attached to the slim body of Qiara.
"Who's calling for that model dress?" neta's protest eventually lost its patience.
"Qia hated most parts of her body until they were exposed out. This is the fool who bought the dress anyway?"
The irritation of the blue-eyed girl is getting peaked when three handsome men who from the beginning disappeared somewhere, immediately appeared while carrying a paper bag containing some beautiful dresses for Qiara.
"Sister picked her dress, baby." Zaidan admitted his mistake
"I choose the color," continued Zafir also admitted wrong.
While Zhe was just silent expressionlessly until Qiara spoke up.
"Well, what's Zizi doing?" ask the youngest full of questions.
"Ngga maybe only the first brother and the second brother left, right?" he pointed it at third young master Rafindra.
Qiara knew very well the nature of the handsome man closest to her when it came to her needs such as clothes and makeup tools.
"Zizi why are you quiet?" his anxiety was running out of patience.
It has been upset by the makeup artist who sometimes behaves like a woman and immediately changes men if he is angry, now there are still three twin brothers who act.
"Zizi ..." call Qiara pretty strong.
"Yes Queen, unfortunately Zizi." Sahut the handsome man with his innocent look
"Don't get angry first. Zizi did not follow ya," he added.
He knew for sure Qiara thought her three twin brothers were guilty.
But Zhe did not participate, he was with Erzhan starting from the handsome boy finished breakfast and invited him to play in the Villa yard.
The drama of Dress is no longer extended, considering the time is getting tight and Qiara still has to be in her hairdresser who managed to make the makeup artist die upset.
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The engagement show has finally arrived.
All the invited guests were impatient to wait for the presence of the beautiful beloved Mr. Rafin and Mrs Ayshila out of the Villa.
Already there Faraz was standing gallantly on the stage deliberately in simple ornaments waiting for the arrival of his prospective fiancee.
Tara saw the two hands of the handsome man begin to tremble and sweat, between fear and nervousness.
"Don't bother me," recalls young Master Bramantya while giving a rough breath.
Tara feels like she wants to laugh at her best friend, wants to flirt until she has to think about it if she still loves her own life.
Seeing Daddy and Uncle whispering to each other on stage, a pranky idea arose in Erzhan's brain that smiled meaningfully.
However, the handsome boy had not yet approached Faraz and Tara.
From inside the Villa Neta appeared with Lady Kamila as she led Qiara's arm towards the stage, boisterous applause and expressions of admiration and praise rang out.
There Qiara stepped gracefully, looking very beautiful and dazzling. The eyes of all the invited guests hardly blink as if hypnotized by the beauty of God's creation on this one.
If anyone asks what is Faraz' reaction?
Surely a handsome man who will soon be embedded in the status of the widower of one child is worse than the other.
Faraz felt his heart begin to abnormally beat, seeing the prospective fiancee begin to climb onto the stage.
"Calm yourself, Bro." Tara said as she rubbed her best friend's back soothingly
"Gue's really nervous, Tar." Faraz was honest
The closer Qiara stepped slowly towards him, the faster his heart beat so nervously.
"Lo's really nervous, Raz?" kekeh Tara almost laughed.
"Gue help hold your hand, will you?" the bargain is so ignorant.
Faraz snorted annoyed, he who was so nervous even became the ignorance of his best friend.
"Lo can be quiet, right?" whispered slowly.
"Relga."
Broken already the man's laughter so ignorant tease Faraz in between the nervousness that hit his best friend.
Qiara arrived on the stage with a red face, so nervous and embarrassed to be the center of attention of all the invited guests.
His gaze instantly met with both of Faraz's unblinking eyes staring at him.
"What?" qiara asked wrongly.
"His eyes are in the care of the Lord!"
Faraz rolled both his eyes lazily.
"Beautiful, but fierce." He muttered slowly but Qiara heard him
"From there, it looks handsome but it's cold as a twelve-door refrigerator if it's serious fashion." The reply is not to lose
"You-you,"
"What?"
All eyes were immediately on Princess Rafindra and Young Master Bramantya arguing with each other.
Already wanted a fiancee, still both are so difficult in serious.
Mr. Rafin and Mr. Rasya to the point of rubbing a rough face held back resentment and anxiety.
In contrast to Mrs Kamila and Mrs Ayshila it seems happy to see their sons and daughters finally united in an engagement bond that will definitely lead to a more serious level of marriage.
"So don't wait for their wedding" exclaimed Mrs Kamila with a big smile adorning her beautiful face.
"Boro-boro got married, this one of course is not necessarily the show went well if they like it." Sahut Madam Asyhila did not think her daughter's behavior was very testing patience
"You guys don't shut up either, Mami changed her show is no longer an engagement but a wedding."
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