The Charm of Love Amartha
Bride Intentionally Swapped

Before going home, he told Firlan to take the suit in his room and send it to someone. The behavior of the woman named Ivanka made him stressed, plus Carlo who contacted him this midnight just to ask him to do the last mission. But Satya refused it outright.

"Whatever you do, I'm sick enough to see that woman!" satya shouted at Carlo on the phone.

"You're crazy! you're really not sane Mr Brooks! I saw him wandering around my office already made my head almost break! you take care of it yourself!" Satya immediately closed the call unilaterally. Satya throws her cell phone at the sofa, she rubs her face irregular breathing.

"That man has gone too far, he may have asked me to wear that bridal suit!" muttered Satya.

Amartha, who had just woken up to the sound of her husband, tried to sit down.

"Why, Mas? who are you talking to?" ask Amartha.

"Eh, Hank? you..."

"Who are you angry with, Mom?" ask Amartha.

"Just like crazy, Yank! Carlo," Satya approached.

"I'm sorry, because my voice was you woke up" said Satya, who was sitting next to his wife's bed.

"What makes you so angry?" amartha asked to see Satya who got up and moved to the side of her bed and immediately went into the blanket.

"Because he said something I didn't like..." Satya helps his wife to return to her body.

"It's night, we better go to sleep." said Satya while holding his wife.

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The next day at a luxury hotel.

The day Ivanka was waiting for arrived. The woman was being groomed with a modern kebaya that made her look charming.

"How do I look?" ask Ivanka who sees herself in the mirror reflection. He looked at every detail of her makeup

"You're so perfect, miss." said the fairy.

"really?" ivanka.

"Sure, Miss..."

"Then you can come out" Ivanka ordered.

"Then, excuse me, Miss..."

The perias went out and closed the door from the outside. Soon the door was open. And the figure of Ivanka's parents, Elena and Adam Barsha.

"Ivanka?" elena made Ivanka look up.

"Mama? Papa?" great-grandson Ivanka.

"Wow! you're so beautiful, honey." praise Elena as she approaches, followed by Adam, her husband.

"Although this event was only attended by relatives and closest friends, I had to look stunning in front of Satya mas, Ma. I don't want to disappoint her" Ivanka blissfully said.

"Ehm it's time they must have been waiting for us. Vanka, are you ready?" adam asked, looking at the watch in his hand.

"Yes, Pah." said Ivanka.

Adam and Elena flank Ivanka's body, they walked not to the ballroom, but turned into a special room beside the ballroom that had been decorated with beautiful flowers.

"Why are we here?" ask Ivanka wonder.

"wait here. You'll meet your husband after the jijab is over" said Adam.

"Wouldn't brides usually sit side by side when the groom says that?" ask Ivanka.

"According to him, Vanka. Maybe your future husband is afraid that he is nervous and wrong when saying the hijab in front of the penghulu.." explained Elena.

"Can I call him?" ask Ivanka.

Elena looked at Adam, she did not know what to give Ivanka.

"The show will begin soon. Hold on, your future husband will call and ask for your consent shortly before he makes you a wife" Adam said, taking out a new cell phone from his pocket.

Adam left his daughter Elena and Ivanka in the room. He walked into a ballroom.

The groom was already there, already sitting at the table facing the headman and several witnesses. Adam who had just come straight put himself.

"Are you ready?" ask Adam.

"Very!" answer the groom.

A call made a flat object that was in Ivanka's grasp.

Ivanka was nervous. He breathed his breath.

"Thank God" said Elena as Ivanka looked at her.

Ivaka rubbed the screen so the call was connected. Then Ivanka pressed the speaker button so she wouldn't have to stick it to her ear.

"Ivanka Arumi Barsha, are you willing to accept my proposal?" ask the man.

"Yes, I'm ready" said Ivanka. Then the phone line was cut off.

Ivanka realized something was strange. However, the woman immediately brushed off the bad thoughts that had crossed her head.

"Maybe because I'm too nervous. My mind likes to think strangely. Calm down, Vanka! In a moment, I will bear Lady Satya. Huuufhh, I feel impatient," Ivanka said in her heart.

Someone came to pick up the bride-to-be. Ivanka and Elena got up from their seats. Ivanka's heart is racing, she's never been this big before.

The ballroom's main door opened. Ivanka stepped very gracefully, she walked beside Elena. His eyes widened as he saw a man coming towards him. Elena let go of her son's hand and walked back a few steps.

The man reached out his hand and was greeted by applause from the guests present. It turned out that the atmosphere was so crowded, even his father's colleagues came at the wedding which he said was only attended by relatives and close friends.

"Carlos? what are you doing here? quickly get out of the way," asked Ivanka pressed he brushed off the man's hand.

"Smile, Honey! because they're staring at us" said Carlo, raising the corner of his lips.

"You certainly recognize the suit I'm wearing, don't you?" carlo said as he grabbed the woman's hand.

"How could you steal it, you idiot?" Ivanka stared at the bridal suit with a huff.

"I didn't steal it, I'm wearing a suit that was from the beginning mine, honey..."

While the guests were whispering as Ivanka could no longer hide the uneasiness from the look on her face. He kept looking for the figure of the man who should be there.

"Until when are you gonna stand like this, huh?" adam approached his daughter.

"Where is Satya? why isn't he here? didn't he just say his qobulu ijab?" ask Ivanka to Adam.

"Shut up Vanka! don't embarrass me. Quickly sit down and sign the wedding documents that are on the table" Adam orders. The man doesn't like to be denied, Ivanka shook her head. For a moment his mind connected a series of events that he thought was strange.

"No engagement, no wedding invitation I've never seen. The wedding was prepared in brief, and the sound was .. arghhh! why am I so stupid!" muttered Ivanka in her heart.

"Carlo! help her sit down!" said Adam who went straight to his seat with his wife Elena.

Carlo immediately grabbed the bride's hand. Ivanka heard whispers that shook her. Ivanka walked with Carlo.

Ivanka sat down and her eyes wide open as she read the wedding book she had to sign, where the name of Carlo Jester Brooks was clearly printed. The lightning instantly seemed to strike him right then and there.

"No, this is impossible." said Ivanka.

"Nothing is impossible, dear? from this moment on you are officially my wife" said Carlo in Ivanka's ear.

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