When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Wedding receptions
On the bridal stage, garnished wreaths and tropical garden-like foliage in the middle of the hotel ballroom, bathed in the spotlight Paijo and Michelle face to face.
Paijo smiled as he embraced Michelle's waist while gently bringing her closer together. The two looked at each other fixedly as the song that melodious and friendly still sounded filled the multi-storey building.
Camera flashes rained down on them as Paijo slapped his lips against Michelle's.
From what he saw, the clinging of the lips of the two and the effect that they complain of the tongue to make Marisa cheer with excitement while reaching for Prambudi's hand.
“Come papa, mama also want.”
“Same sir Kusumo mama!” reply Prambudi while glaring with anxiety.
Marisa smiled as she looked at the iron that was holding a plate filled with fruits covered in chocolate. Kusumonegoro looked relaxed and did not bother the reception let alone the scene of his son's kiss. The inner ora is important, I've seen it for the first time.
Kusumonegoro ate chocolate strawberries while shaking his hands. “Saksenengmu, sak madya.”
As a result, Marisa just leaned her head on her husband's shoulder while smoothing the newlyweds' affection.
Paijo pulled her face while hugging Michelle who looked embarrassed.
On the man's chest, Michelle said softly. “You turned out docoh too, Jon.”
Paijo rubbed Michelle's back gently. His mind curses Michelle's mouth that says dokoh.
No, dokoh is not good.
“From budgeted, it sins me.”
Michelle's fat reflex patted Paijo's ass.
“Wes wani ta saiki. Horrified..” said Michelle while pulling her face while glancing mischievously.
“Wani dong, I married you with proper procedure. Not because of last night's mistake!”
“Ah, dear.” Michelle hugged the man back with great enthusiasm.
The host grimaced as the floodlights leading to the bride dimmed and panned towards her. He expressed his joy to be mc today although quite surprised when Paijo himself who opened the reception event by being the host before announcing that the reception party was over. Without reducing the respect of invited guests at home ‘Except the Kusumonegoro.’ group
The reception party ended, the graceful women and the man in one tie left the reception happily while carrying the perfume in a silver bottle as the wedding souvernir.
Everyone seemed happy including Kusumonegoro who enjoyed passing the festivities of the event without showing any signs of vomiting or getting angry.
On stage the bride and groom forced Paijo and Michelle to break down a hug as Marisa made a nozzle around Michelle's waist.
“Move to room only there, not here.. Shame on, make baper.”
“Jam as soon as ngamar, eat-eat first to, Ma. Let stamina jreng...” sloroh Paijo even though from the bottom of his heart he really wants to eat dinner freely after being demanded to keep the image during being a super star bride.
Marisa can hear the joking tone of Paijo who wears an all-black suit to assert her bravery.
”Papa.. we need private dinner.” woo Marisa.
Prambudi sighed while loosening his tie. “Living to the room keep asking the waiter to send you a complete dinner what is the difficulty, Jon.” he said half-nggelu.
“My waves are back home until now, mas. Titip Paijo. Rodo mbladog boy.”
Prambudi grinned while nodding. “Just think of it like your own home, sir. Tomorrow Dominic and Rastanty will have a picnic.”
“Siap... Jon, you stay first. Don't forget to order father!”
Paijo nodded while kissing the back of her father's hand, Michelle followed but instead of getting wise advice from her father-in-law Kusumonegoro snorted.
“Tomorrow fitting ngunduh mantu do not need to wear clothes like this. So watch your village and neighbors, nduk.”
“Nggih, Romo.” Michelle clenched her right hand and punched her left palm with one side of her bent knee.
Kusumonegoro patted Prambudi's arm and cleared his throat at Marisa.
The woman waved her hand and exclaimed. “Be careful Mr. Kus, don't forget sin left turn right.”
“By the way opohh..” muttered Kusumonegoro while getting off the bridal stage.
Paijo and Michelle laughed amusedly despite the implied eyes full of meaning.
“Udah ah, I'm tired..” Michelle is spoiled. “Mase, up yuk.”
“Hayuk..” Paijo assented with a spirit of struggle. Struggle to let go of virginity and respond to his wife's unstoppable passion.
Paijo wrapped his hands around Michelle's waist. “Izin and up first, Ma, Pa. His royals are quite seen the results. No need to live stream.”
Prambudi flicked his hand with a frown on the face. “Be careful... Princess papa.”.
Prambudi raised his hand in the air as if to reach his daughter who put a smile to the public before reaching the elevator.
Michelle and Paijo turned around at a glance while waving to her siblings waiting for the bridal bouquet that Michelle held in the throw.
Agus seemed to be preparing among singles and international couples who wanted to get married soon.
“Ready? The one... Two..” Mak... The flower floated, Agus pontang-panting darted towards landing the flower by elbowing his opponents accidentally.
Agus jumps, single women are the same. Both of them grabbed the flower with a colliding body.
Agus gasped in shock as the bule fell deliberately over his body on the floor.
Paijo and Michelle laughed as they walked into the elevator. The two stood facing each other while holding both hands.
“Who do you live a household life with more meaning?” Paijo.
“Gosh.” Michelle shuddered. “Sure I'm ready, dear.”
Paijo inched closer to make it easier to kiss her forehead gently before carrying her out of the elevator. Heading to the peak of first-night glory delayed weeks.
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