The Story of Margaretha
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"Miss Cia wants to get married?" ask Margaretha to make sure. Andra just smiled to cover up her nervousness. However, Margaretha simply interpreted another smile. "Who?"

"Yes, there is. Tomorrow there'll be a surprise for you at Patrick's wedding." Andra chuckled, while the look on Margaretha's face looked sad.

"If I don't come?"

"You should come. Patrick said you were a special guest at the party."

"Why is that? I don't even know Miss Cia very well" Margaretha said.

"Yes, because you are now a young lady. Never mind, I'm going to go first. Someone's gonna pick you up tomorrow. Now I'll try my tuxedo first." Andra got up, and prepared to leave. However, her steps came to a halt as Margaretha held back her hand.

"Tuxedos? Don't you be the groom?" tukas Margaretha looked at Andra full of search.

Hearing that question, Andra only responded with a smile. Then she ruffled Margaretha's hair before leaving without caring about Margaretha's call. Andra just didn't want it until Margaretha suspected and the surprise she had been painstakingly prepared would fail.

After Andra's departure, Margaretha rested her head on the sofa and closed her eyes as she felt her heart throb. He didn't know what made him feel that way. What because I thought Andra would marry Patricia.

"Didn't they fit, '" murmured Margaretha.

He got up and rushed to the room so that bad thoughts did not get more disturbing. Upon arriving in the room, Margaretha smiled at Agnes who was already sound asleep. In fact, a snoring sounded from the girl. Recalling how Agnes who would not sleep apart with him made Margaretha smile to herself. His sister was exactly like a boy.

After laying down next to Agnes, Margaretha immediately pulled the blanket to the chest and tried to be able to sleep soundly even though her mind was being disturbed at this time.

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Margaretha was confused as she was currently standing in the middle of a wedding. However, Margaretha did not know who was going to have the wedding. He stepped forward to see more clearly. However, Margaretha shook her head in disbelief as she saw Andra being side by side with Patricia. What makes Margaretha's vision disturbed is that the two men wear a uniform wedding dress.

Patricia wears a bone white dress that makes the girl look very pretty, while Andra wears a tuxedo in matching colors. Not yet finished with her confusion, Margaretha fell silent as a middle-aged man sitting in front of Andra, shaking the man's hand. Then say the word ijab that makes Margaretha's eyes open wide.

"I accept the marriage of Patricia Anderson Saputri bint Mike Anderson with mascavin ...."

"No!!!" Margaretha woke up from her sleep suddenly. His breathing was stingy and cold sweat had already drenched his forehead. Hearing the scream made Agnes wake up and surprised to see Margaretha's body that looks trembling.

"Etha, what's wrong with you?" ask Agnes worried. He immediately took a glass of water on the nightstand that was right next to him.

"I'm a nightmare, Nes." Margaretha took the glass and immediately drank it down.

"What dream?" Agnes looked so curious. Margaretha did not reply and just shook her head slowly. "Then we sleep again. My papa said that nightmares are just sleeping flowers."

"Yes. Maybe it was because I was exhausted so the nightmares came to bother me" Margaretha said.

"It can be." Agnes also invited Margaretha back to sleep because the new clock pointed at two in the morning. Agnes was still able to fall asleep, but not with Margaretha. The girl's eyes were hard to fall back asleep. Although closed, but his mind goes for a walk. Feeling anxious about the wedding tomorrow.

The next day, Margaretha let out a long sigh as she looked beautiful in a milky white dress. Her usual hair is now covered high. Margaretha tried to resist when the fairy dressed her face and dress. For Margaretha this was too menor for someone who was just a guest at a wedding. However, the fairy did not care and said that it was Patricia's errand because Margaretha was a special guest at the party. Margaretha could no longer resist and could only resign.

Two hours passed and all was just finished, Margaretha felt very tired, but when she looked up she was very fascinated by her own beauty.

"Jeez, I'm so pretty. Why do I feel like a bride again" murmured Margaretha lirih. Continue to admire her beauty.

"Wow! Young Miss is beautiful."

Margaretha was surprised to see Agnes enter while clapping her hands. The girl was fussing on herself.

Without waiting for long and after everything was ready, Margaretha and Agnes rushed off because the car that was in charge of picking them up had already come. During the journey Margaretha just sat restless. For some reason, his feelings were suddenly uncomfortable. Last night's nightmare shadow made Margaretha even more agitated.

"Don't be nervous, Etha. You're not the bride" Agnes said. She laughed at the look on Margaretha's face that had looked nervous now it had been throbbing with annoyance.

"Gee! Don't clarify. I'm just not comfortable and rich gini. I gave up the bride, just aja," said Margaretha.

"Who knows you'll be the bride" continued Agnes. However, Agnes immediately complained when Margaretha pinched her hand even though it was not tight.

"Don't worry about you, Nes!" margaretha half-snaps in annoyance. Agnes laughed so hard that it made Margaretha even more upset.

Agnes' laughter subsided as their car stopped in front of the hotel where the event took place. Margaretha looked more nervous let alone two bodyguards who helped open the car door.

"Don't be nervous. Remember, we're just guests here" whispered Agnes as they walked into the room where the event took place. Margaretha did not speak at all and just lowered her head as many cameras pointed at her.

"Markonah!"

When she heard the scream, Margaretha raised her head and was surprised to see her three best friends already wearing matching colored dresses. In fact, the motif and model are the same. Only he is different.

"Finally you're coming, Mar." Zety hugged Margaretha tightly, and alternated with Zahra as well as Rasya.

"Why are you so bad" says Margaretha.

"Wicked how, Mar. We've been thinking of coming here, you know." Zahra chuckled at the annoyed face of her best friend.

"You're wearing the same clothes. Color, model is all the same. Well me, different myself. Am I not your bestie anymore" whined Margaretha. He was really upset with his three best friends.

"March ... Markonahs. Where there are escorts and brides wearing the same dress. There is a ntar taper where the escort where the bride," said Rasya. Covering her laughter that was about to explode from seeing the look on Margaretha's confused face.

"What do you say" Margaretha said. "Eh wait a minute, I wonder why you guys are here. Isn't this Miss Patricia's wedding, you know it?"

"Who said it was Miss Patricia's wedding?" Zahra also held back laughter.

"Andra said," replied Margaretha with her mauge.

"And you believe?" ask the three Somplak gangs at the same time. Margaretha just nodded slowly. Again he was astonished when he heard their laughter explode.

Not finished with her confusion, Margaretha was stunned when she heard the sound of gunfire twice. Not only Margaretha, but almost all the invited guests were surprised. Especially when a banner scroll seemed to open downhill and plastered so clearly from the top floor.

Margaretha shut her mouth in shock and disbelief while reading the writing listed there.

Will You Marry Me? Margaretha Adzakia Affandra

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Uh, Othor also flowers shadowy chromantisin cake 😆😆

Tired as well, but there is still one more chapter today and Othor needs encouragement so that more spirit is written.

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The tension is reduced, guys. The time is sweet-sweet, although sweeter Othor of course 🤭