The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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The sound of music that had just been heard filled the room, was no longer heard when the host started the event. Mike has positioned himself at the table where the marriage contract with the driver and also Johan and two witnesses.

While at the entrance of the room, Cacha, who was joined by Nadira and Mila, knitted his eyebrows when he saw the room that had been decorated so beautifully. Even the red carpet stretched from where it stands today to a stage that was already full of floral decorations.

"Bun, what's going on?" cacha asked for an answer. Staring at the mother with a look full of wonder. Mila did not answer, only showed her a simple smile and invited them into the room immediately.

Despite feeling so astonished, Cacha still followed their steps. Just as they were walking in the middle of the room, a birthday song echoed there.

Cacha shuts her mouth in disbelief as Rayhan pushes a trolley with a large birthday cake there. Mike and Johan got up and stood together.

"Bun ...."

"Happy birthday, dear."

Cacha did not reply, only hugging the mother's body very tightly. Mila returned the embrace of her daughter. Followed by Johan and Rayhan who embraced him.

This time, Nadira stepped back, instead of him not wanting to embrace, he just wanted to give time for the nuclear family to feel happiness. Nadira's gaze swept across the room, but she did not discover her husband's whereabouts at all. Only Ana and Kenan were now standing to his right and left.

"Happy birthday, Cha. Sorry we deliberately pretended to forget." Johan lands a kiss on the top of his daughter's head. Nadira who saw that, only rubbed the corner of her watery eyes. Honestly, Nadira felt back pain when he remembered his parents.

If they were still alive, he might be celebrating his birthday with his family. However, now? There's no one. His sister couldn't come, not even happy birthday via cell phone, Alvino did not send it.

Could the brother have forgotten? Too busy with her twin. While Febian could not attend because of the busy office work. Even her husband, went nowhere.

"Ehem!" Johan took over the mic from the host after they let go of the hug. Everyone present there fell silent, and the room felt so quiet. Mila repeatedly held Cacha back from crying for fear that her makeup would fall apart.

"I'm gonna have a moment." Johan started to open his voice. "Happy birthday, Cacha. Marisa Saputri's. Father's youngest daughter who I love so much." Johan stopped his words and stared fixedly at his daughter who was currently holding back tears.

Just as Johan finished speaking, Cacha hugged the body of the father very tightly. Johan buried the kiss back on his daughter's forehead for a very long time. The atmosphere was so haru, not a few of them were wiping away tears when they saw the scene in the middle of the room.

Nadira's tears were flowing more and more, even he could no longer hold it. Between happiness and pain, gathered together into one in his heart. He was not jealous when he saw them, he only remembered his parents, also his family that no one was present there.

Nadira was about to leave, but Ana immediately restrained her arm. "Where are you going?" ask Ana.

"I'm going to the toilet, An." Nadira tried to pull Ana's hand away, but the woman tightened her hand.

"Wait a minute. You don't want to see Mike and Cacha's wedding?" Ana is still trying to hold back. Nadira was silent for a moment, but finally he stood there to witness Mike's surprise for his best friend.

The attention of all guests is increasingly focused in the middle of the room. They are shocked to see Mike suddenly standing half-squat in front of Cacha, and showing a velvet box with two rings inside.

"Happy birthday, Miss." Mike spoke with a wide smile adorning his handsome face. Cacha was silent, staring at Mike who was looking at her—ful of love.

"Mir ...." Cacha fell silent, he could no longer continue his words.

"Just at your birthday, I'd like to say a word for you, Miss. Will you hear it?" Mike's voice sounded so nervous. Cacha could not answer, only nodding weakly.

"Young Miss Marisa Saputri or Cacha. I'd like to be honest if I love you so much. Maybe I've been wrong, but I want to fight for my feelings." Mike was silent for a moment to take a deep breath.

"Young Miss, with all humility. Let me ask you, right on your birthday. Will you marry me? To be the wife and mother of my children?" Mike took another deep breath to reduce his nervousness. Cacha was still silent, trying to digest everything she heard at this moment.

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