
At nine o'clock Ryan, William, and Wulan come to Zoya's house. They do not come alone, in a separate car some people who will prepare wedding decorations come with them. Ryan asked the people to work in accordance with the direction of Desi as the person he appointed to accompany the workers.
“Zoya, are you ready?” ask Wulan, calling Zoya who still hasn't come out of the room.
Inside the room, Zoya took a deep breath. Her heart was racing because today she was going to meet with William a second time to do a bridal suit fitting. The girl looked at her appearance once more, then walked out of her room.
Can, Zo. You should be able to. Don't look weak. Remember that! You are Zoya. A strong woman. Prove that. Inner Zoya.
“Already, Aunt. Sorry, if I make Aunt wait for me too long,” said Zoya while smiling awkwardly at Wulan.
William who saw this snorted. The man rolled his eyeballs because he thought Zoya was just looking in front of her parents. Zoya is nothing more than a manipulative girl who wants to take advantage of her parents' kindness.
Why are you and your mom so easily fooled by this woman? Just look, I'll unmask your rotten. Inner William.
“It's okay. We just arrived too, really. Come on, we leave now for the boutique,” said Wulan as she reached out her hand to hold Zoya's hand.
Zoya smiles faintly at Ryan and William, but William turns his gaze away, reluctant to look at Zoya. ‘How can I have a marriage with a man who won't even look at me? Absolutely bad destiny,’ Zoya said in her heart.
Zoya lowered her head, hiding her sad face. He did not want his sadness to make Ryan and Wulan disappointed. He has to stay strong in front of everyone, because that's what Zoya has been trying to show.
The journey from Zoya's home to the boutique doesn't take too long. They got there after a thirty-five minute journey. Yes, thirty-five minutes was the most stressful in Zoya's life because she had to sit next to William in the car. Both of them sat in the passenger seat. No one was talking or just staring at each other. Ryan and Wulan thought that they were still shy cats, but they were not interested in chatting with each other.
Arriving at the boutique, Wulan asks Zoya to choose her wedding dress. At first Zoya proposes to hire only but Wulan and Ryan insist that Zoya buy her wedding dress. They want Zoya to keep her wedding dress for future memories.
Zoya tries on some wedding dresses. Her thin body makes it easy to get a dress that fits the right size. But, the problem is in the dress model. Wulan does not want the dress Zoya wears later too open or too complicated when worn. It really should be a dress that makes Zoya comfortable wearing it.
“Liam, do you think Zoya is fit to wear that dress?” asked Wulan, inviting William to make small talk, because from then on the man just kept quiet.
“Hmm,” replied William briefly who was completely reluctant to respond to all the things dealing about Zoya.
Wulan rolled her eyeballs. “Sorry, yes, Zoya. William is like that. His character is indifferent but actually his heart is good,” said Wulan, feeling guilty.
Despite just sitting in a wheelchair, William's frightening aura can make Zoya feel scared. Zoya did not even dare to ask William's opinion about the clothes he would choose. Despite this, Zoya tries not to look weak and ignores this.
After hours at the boutique, Zoya finally gets her wedding dress. William of course also got his formal suit. He asked Ryan to vote for him because he felt that he did not want to be too dizzy to think about their marriage.
They return to Zoya's house. Currently Zoya's house is filled with decorations that are dominated by white. Their wedding will be held at Zoya's house and only invite the closest relatives and village devices. There is no fancy reception according to Zoya's request.
Desi serves drinks on the living room table. Ryan wants to monitor Zoya and Ryan's wedding decorations first even though William already seems bored. There was no communication between William and Zoya. It was very awkward between the two of them.
“Zoya, we go home first. Now it's afternoon, we have to get ready for your wedding tomorrow,” Ryan said.
“Iya, Om,” Zoya answered briefly while nodding her head.
“Liam, you don't want to say goodbye to your future wife?” wulan asked, encouraging William to invite Zoya to speak. He felt anxious about William's indifference.
“I go home first,” said William briefly, forced.
Zoya nodded. “Iya,” the answer is awkward.
After William, Wulan, and Ryan return home, Zoya goes to her room and cries. Decorations are installed in his house. Now, he cannot escape the fate that made him and William married. The shadow of her dream of marrying a man who loved her so much is gone. Now that dream is just a dream.
Desi tries to calm Zoya's heart, hugging Zoya so that the girl can spill all her heart.
“Zoya, you have to be patient. Destiny brought you and William together. Maybe God's plan is more beautiful than you imagined,” said Desi.
Zoya shook her head. Is God's plan better? Or is God playing with Zoya's destiny?
‘How can I marry a man who does not love me at all?’ zoya screams in her heart, lamenting her bad luck.