Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 12: Wedding Party

The clock was pointing at 5pm, slowly Sally opened her eyes. The girl wriggled as she pleased, unconsciously her hand fumbling something hard.

He was stunned for a moment, palms going up and down ascertaining what was being held. He dared to look to the side. The movement that was rubbing stopped as the eyeball bought in disbelief.

“Argh!” He directly pushed the rough body of the person next door. His body jumped and immediately felt the clothes make sure it was still intact.

“Sally! YOU!” Zean was shocked, even immediately sat down from sleep. His breathing is hunting, his eyes are staring. Chest up and down because of emotion and startled into one.

“A-what are you doing?” The girl doesn't care. He was confused and panicked.

“What indeed? You've been such a doormat, screaming indistinctly!” Zean successfully silenced Sally's mouth with a sharp look. The girl's guts shrunk. He began to retreat in an orderly manner, while Zean seemed to unblinkingly stare at the wrath.

“Excuse me, your suitcase, Miss.” There was a sound from outside after knocking on the door. It made both of them aware.

Although still in a state of fear, Sally immediately ran away leaving Zean who was still fiery. Better to escape, he thought.

The door opened, a hotel clerk was waiting in front with a suitcase. He smiled friendly. “Your Suitcase. From Miss Lisa's room.”

Sally lowered her gaze, moving on the familiar suitcase. He just remembered that before falling asleep asked Lisa to deliver a suitcase to the room that had been notified by message. “Oh, yes. Thank you very much.”

The employee nodded, smiled kindly then excuse me.

Sally slowly pulled her suitcase, then immediately opened it and looked for clothes. She wanted to rush a bath because her body felt sticky, her face was itching because of sleeping without removing makeup.

He deliberately walked around, hoping not to disturb the man who was still silent in a busy bed with a cell phone.

“Stop you!” Zean's voice boomed, making Sally even more frightened and stopping abruptly.

Die me!

The man got up, stood up and left the bed. He walked closer to his wife without taking his eyes off.

Sally wavered, immediately retreat regularly. Zean got closer, still with a fiery sharp gaze. The man slashed out the distance of the two, further slashing forward.

Just when the distance was running out, Sally wanted to run. However, his hand had already been pulled first. The clothes that were hugged on the chest so scattered made the two look down together.

“Aargh ...” The girl screamed again, embarrassed not to be dumbstruck when all the clothes including the deepest were clearly emblazoned.

Sally pushed the body of the man who had become her husband, then immediately picked up the clothes one by one. Without looking at Zean who was still standing not far from him, he immediately entered the bathroom.

“Aargh ...” Shouts were still heard from inside the bathroom, making Zean giggle.

“How can? How humiliating! Shame on you, Sa.” Sally grumbled to herself in front of the bathroom mirror. His face was red as a tomato because of shame.

Cute girl! Interesting too!

Zean's lips were drawn upwards to find the behavior of his new wife.

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Music has filled the room since. The two newlyweds put on faces with smiles. They are compact hand in hand. One was spoiled, another was seen occasionally rubbing the soft back of his wife's hand. Either acting or original. No one knows.

The invited guests present were so booming, considering the Pratama and Birawan family colleagues to be one. The two big families that worked together did not astonish the guests present.

Greeting each other and familiar chatting, laughter and occasional tweets sounded. However, behind that happy condition, was standing someone with a sharp gaze did not like.

“So, that's your son-in-law?”

He smiled faintly, his eyes turning cold instantly. He left the hotel, leaving behind a party frenzy that made his heart even hotter.

“Young Master ...” A handsome man almost the age of Zean took to the stage. Her presence made Sally's husband take off his hands and come closer.

“El, thank you.” Zean hugs Elo warmly, thanking his older cousin for giving up the time and energy to organize all the work and the magnificent wedding.

Zean smiled, then shook his head. “Don't call me young master, I'm your sister here.” A soft pat received Elo on the shoulder, making him nod.

“Alright, let me meet Sister Ipar.”

Zean shifts, giving Elo a way to get closer to Sally. The man stepped leisurely with a thousand charms, making Sally continue to pay close attention.

He arrived, stopping right in front of Sally. Elo grabbed the hand without excuse, peeling slowly. “You turned out so beautiful, Miss.” One compliment was received, but instead of making her happy, Sally seemed shocked by the treatment of the man before her. Not except for Zean, the man grumbled.

Hmh! You crocodile! You could be flirting with somebody's wife.

Whether there was any wind, Zean's heart was also inflamed. Though, he knew if it was usual for Elo to do to tease the women. However, just this time Zean felt unacceptable.

Sally pulled a rough hand as if she wanted to slap the man who felt he had no manners. However, he remembered the situation, not wanting to be embarrassed.

Zean approached, looking intently at the older cousin. Elo took a step back, smirked in satisfaction then sneered. “What, you will fire because of this, Young Master?” She smiled lightly before continuing to say, “remember, I am your sister here.”

Damnit damnit! Elo's behavior makes Zean want to beat him up. However, can't, Zean never pulled a talk. He sighed, then whispered into Sally's ear.

“He's my cousin's sister from Mama, how to get acquainted is a little strange.”

Both of Sally's eyes broke into Zean's words. The bride nodded clumsily, then glanced at Elo who was still relaxed in front of her. “I'm sorry, Sister-in-law.” She lifted the dress, slightly bowing respectfully as an apology.

“No problem, Sister-in-law. I haven't introduced myself.” One hand Elo crossed on the chest. He apologized in an elegant manner.

“Already! Get down there!” Zean pushed impatiently, making Elo laugh instead. He could have driven away guests. Even if it's his cousin's sister.

“Are you jealous?” Elo smiled mockingly.

“Cih! How can I be jealous of you? Disgusting.” Zean did not accept, making Elo pat his shoulder slowly and whisper not knowing himself. “Be careful .. eat your own talk. I didn't expect, you received this kind of matchmaking, with a young girl anyway.”

“You deliberately lured me to beat you up?” zean toilet.

Elo laughs crisply. "Oh, get back there. Don't leave your little girl alone.”

Zean snorted, leaving Elo and closing in on Sally.

Meanwhile, Lisa had been busy watching the stage, as if her beautiful eyes did not want to blink.

Oh God ... here it turns out too many eye-cleaning creatures.

His heart murmured, but the gaze did not turn on the man who had just stepped off the stage until Dion finally came, distracting. “Kak Lis, called Mami.”

“Hah? What's up?”

The young man shrugged his shoulders. “I don't know, anyway awaited there, tuh.” Dion's head leads to where his mother stands, waiting for Lisa to approach.

“Good ...” One glass of drink was given to his best friend's sister, making Dion gawk.

“Women weird!”

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