
An invitation tucked between the files Bimo had to sign, Bimo opened it and read it.
"Why did I just take it?"
"You've seen it when we left for Bandung, you seem to have forgotten."
Bimo opened it and he smiled, apparently inviting his colleague's wedding.
"Please prepare clothes for Mutia, I want my wife to look beautiful" Bimo said as he swung the invitation in his hand.
"Good." Bimo immediately presses the button on the phone and contacts Lia, ordering Lia to choose a dress so that Mutia looks perfectly alongside Bimo.
"Lia will prepare everything for non-Mutia" said Tio put his phone in his pocket.
"Thank you."
"It looks like your in-laws will also be present, as your in-laws represent his company, and it looks like Devi will be there too. I'm afraid there Devi will hurt non Mutia."
"We're on standby, thank you, Tio."
Tio nodded briefly then left Bimo's room.
A few hours after Tio left Bimo's room, a noise rang out from outside, someone forced in and even escaped from Tio, the woman barged into Bimo's room.
"Let go!" Devi rebels. "Bimo Mas!!"
Bimo leaned back in his chair and gestured with his hand to release his sister-in-law. "It's a woman's longevity" Bimo said slowly.
Devi immediately entered then sat down before Bimo. "why is there no news after a few days? Devi asked looking hopefully at Bimo.
"What shall I tell you?"
"We slept together, Mom. Don't throw me away."
Bimo smiled grinning without looking at Devi, wanting the woman before him to get her punishment so that Mutia's heartache paid off.
"Go home, I'm busy."
"If Mas Bimo keeps ignoring me, I'll tell Mutia that we slept together."
Bimo didn't care, he just kept looking at the files on his desk. Devi finally left Bimo's room in annoyance.
Bimo pressed the button on his desk, before long Tio entered the room Bimo, he stood up ready to receive orders from his superiors.
"I want the photo taken out immediately."
Hearing Bimo's orders, Tio nodded and walked out, knowing full well what his boss meant, his phone opened and called someone across the street.
"Launch it now." Tio's orders firmly on his men. Then Tio walked towards his room.
***
"What's this?" ask Mutia astonished.
"You must get ready, Mr. Bimo will pick you up."
Mutia opened the paper bag with the famous Brand logo. A knee-length Dongker blue dress with a slightly exposed back, at least it will show Mutia's back.
"It's so pretty, but why so open?"
"Just a little, Miss. You must look pretty."
"Marriage ceremony of Mr. Bimo's colleague."
Mutia nodded softly, she had to look beautiful for her husband to feel happy side by side with her. Mutia immediately cleaned herself up, she did not want her husband to wait for long, because women spend more time in the mirror.
Bimo's car is already parked in the yard, Tio has given a message that Bimo is ready from the office and will leave soon.
Mutia immediately went down when Lia delivered a message from Tio. Slowly Mutia descended down, looking beautiful and elegant. Making Bimo fascinated when he saw Mutia, Bimo's clothes match the color of Mutia's clothes.
Bimo extended his hand to greet mutia. "You're so pretty, Mutia."
Mutia's cheeks blushed, making Bimo gently rub his wife's cheeks. "Thank you, Mum. You look good, too."
Bimo put a forehead to Mutia's forehead even gave a brief kiss on Mutia's lips, his hand touching Mutia's back which made him surprised because it could touch his wife's smooth skin. Bimo twisted his wife's body and saw her white skin clearly plastered.
"Why is your dress open?"
"I'm just wearing the clothes Lia gave me, it's not your choice, Mom."
Bimo glanced at Lia as well as Tio and stared intently, Bimo was indeed the one who chose the outfit but he did not know if his wife's back would look like that, and this would provoke the wild eyes of other men.
"Then I'll replace it."
"No need, put on a blezer or whatever."
"That will disturb the comfort of Miss Mutia, sir." Lia suddenly chimed in.
"Look! My wife's back can be seen by Tio."
Tio whose name is called immediately twisted his body. He does not want to be the target of his boss's jealousy.
Bimo massage his temples, their time is not enough if they have to buy the same color, or he will be bothered if you choose other clothes. With annoyed Bimo resignedly saw his wife wearing a dress of his own choice.
Mutia became the center of attention at the wedding, there was also a BTS club and other members, they became a lot of chat because they had not met for a long time.
At the party Mutia was also able to meet her papa, when the event began, Mutia sat together at a table that had been prepared by the committee and was forced to separate with her papa.
Busy and washed away with a very lively wedding, making Devi take advantage of the carelessness of the people there. He walked out that was secretly followed by Mutia .
Mutia bailed to go to the toilet, so she had to leave the room without Bimo. Unbeknownst to Devi, Mutia overhears Devi talking to a servant.
After Devi's departure, Mutia actually caught the female servant. With trembling the servant apologized and would return the money Devi had given him.
"I forgive you, on one condition, carry out his duty."
the female servant was astonished, even Mutia gave even more money into her hands. "But, madam."
Mutia smiled. "do your job, but move the target, do it not to me, after that go far if the money I give less contact me," said Mutia.
Of course the waiter nodded for sure, since he really needed money, what else he worked at this wedding was just a call that would of course be roaring after this party was over, what else he was working on, the money given by Mutia is very much even enough for him to return to his hometown.
"Okay, ma'am, but am I not going to jail?"
"I've recorded your conversation, if he complained to the police, I guarantee the woman will go to jail as well."
The female servant did not refuse any more, she immediately left the hallway then at Mutia's tail. They walk apart. Mutia sat down with Bimo again, while the woman deliberately stood close to Mutia so that Devi thought that the servant was preparing to harm Mutia.
Devi's face looked satisfied, she was impatient with the work of the maid who was now sitting behind Mutia.