THE SECOND MARRIAGE
FAIL AGAIN

The day of Fadila and Arnan's wedding reception has finally arrived. The young couple was in makeup in one of the hotel rooms used for the reception.

Arnan stood with a view that could not be separated from his wife. So beautiful and charming Fadila uses a wedding dress and makeup that is very fitting for her beautiful face.

"Geez, not that the bride could be this beautiful. So like a very graceful royal princess," praised the fairy after Fadila was ready.

Fadila looked down embarrassed to get such a compliment. Not to mention the gaze of Arnan who just kept staring at him, increasingly making Fadila wrong behavior.

"Indeed the bride is already naturally beautiful too, Ma'am. So in addition to natural and fitting makeup, beautiful dresses and crowns fit. It's everything and it looks amazing" said the perias assistant.

"Yes, really," said the fairy.

Fadila only smiled slightly in response to the fairy's remark. His eyes looked at the husband who looked so beautiful using a suit that matched the color of his dress.

"Mommy! Daddy!" The door opened and Anan entered with Fadila's two in-laws.

"Come, Son. The show is about to start, the family of Mr. Vian and Mr. Beni are also waiting," said Mama Marni.

"Yes, Ma." Briefly Arnan.

Mama Marni who was holding Anan immediately came out with the boy. And back with the others.

Arnan walked over to Fadila who was still standing. Looking at her husband so beautiful.

They took turns out of the door of the room that did not allow for two people to pass.

After outside the room, then Arnan bent the elbow of his left hand to be held by Fadila. Of course, the woman did not refuse and held her husband friendly.

Both of them smiled sweetly and continued their steps towards the hall not far from there.

"Follow Daddy, Grandma! Follow Daddy with Mami" said Anan who has since wanted to be with his parents.

"Anan, just like Grandpa?" Persuade Beni's father who first met Anan in person.

Because of his job as a general, the man could not carelessly leave. So you can only see Anan via video phone. This time he was so happy to see his cute grandson.

"No, Cake. Mommy, Daddy." Anan whines and thrashes in Beni's father's arms.

"All right, all right, calm down, kid. Later if Daddy and Mami have been here just come," said Kiki's mother.

Anan finally calmed down after being persuaded by Beni's father's wife, Dwi's mother.

After her bride arrived at the main door of the hall, Anan immediately requested a move. Arnan who saw his son wanted to be together immediately welcomed him.

Now Anan is in the arms of Arnan's right hand. Fadila still holds Arnan's left hand.

"Mami champ, really handsome, kid." Fadila smiled and touched Anan's cheek.

"The book is the same, Mommy. Daddy, his clothes are as clean as ours. The others are also the same wall," said Anan glad when they all wear clothes of the same color.

"Yes, we all wear the same color. Aunty's nephew who is passionate, handsome ... Banget, anyway." Siska was about to pout Anan's cheek.

But the voice of an intruding WO party stopped the pregnant woman's hand movements. Siska snorted annoyed at not pinching Anan's puffed cheek.

"Please prepare, sir, Madam and others as well" said the officer.

Fadila and Arnan were standing right at the door with their little prince who was impossible to leave behind.

The hall door was wide open and revealed a lively and luxurious party atmosphere.

The host walked into the hall. Awe and wonder at the existence of Anan.

Whispers about who the boy in the groom's arms began to be heard. Some even say that Anan is probably an illegitimate child.

Fadila heard some whispers about her son getting upset. But the husband managed to calm her down with that charming smile.

"Don't mind them" whispered Arnan softly.

Fadila smiled sweetly at her husband and also her son who was staring at her. They walked to the temple without caring about the words of others.

Arriving at the pelaminan, Anan remained in Arnan's sling. Although the photographer requested that Anan be removed, Arnan did not allow his son to be brought.

The three of them took photos together and sat in the courtyard together. Arnan thinks that Anan is his own son. That's why every photo of him and Fadila, Anan should be there too.

Arnan stood up from his seat, until Fadila who was sitting saw what her husband was doing.

"Please give it a minute!" Said Arnan who immediately got the attention of all the invited guests.

"Thank you for coming to my wedding reception with my wife. Here I just want to tell you a few things about the gossip you said earlier."

The invited guests who had been rubbing Anan looked at each other embarrassed because they were discovered.

"I would like to say, my marriage to my wife was originally a religious marriage. And it happened abroad, but the marriage didn't happen because of getting pregnant first and so on. What's more because there's an illegitimate child, it's not true at all."

Arnan stared at all the guests there with a sharp look. Especially for you socialite woman who can't keep her mouth.

"My wife and I got married because they loved each other, even so much. Our marriage happened so quickly and impromptu, because I didn't want to lose the woman that so many men were looking for out there. And for our son, he's not an illegitimate child or a collecting child."

Arnan pressed his voice on the last sentence. So angry with the scorn of the women earlier.

"our son is so special and amazing, he's so intelligent that I would probably understand who he really is. So I'm just gonna stress on whoever you are? Anyone? Never say bastard or child. Because he is my son, Arnan Affandi Simon. And my son's name is Ananda Syahputra Affandi. And as for my wife's name, you don't need to know. Because I don't want anyone looking for the past."

"Maybe some of me, please enjoy the dish without gossip."

Arnan gave subtle insinuations to the socialite women who were increasingly embarrassed.

Fadila looked at her husband, tears of happiness could not even be held back. Her husband was very protective of her and her son.

"Mas! Why would you do that? If they get home, how about?" Fadila asked because she felt bad about everyone.

Though he and his son who made sasaean gossip slanted. But she also felt bad after getting a defense from her husband.

"No problem, because they will not dare to do that," said Arnan relaxed while lifting Anan's body into his lap.

"Why is that, Mom?" Wonder Fadila.

"Because they would prefer to be quiet and pretend not to do anything wrong. What else here are influential people in the business world. In addition to General Beni, who would dare?" Arnan chuckled small.

Fadila nodded in understanding, as an entrepreneur too, connection is needed. Her husband's family is a very good businessman. Not to mention Arnan himself.

There's also Papa Vian's family and Beni's father's family. The greater the opportunity for people who want to advance their business to approach those influential people.