Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 273
The neatly decorated church room full of fresh flowers bears a silent witness to a very historic moment. The soft light that shines down at every angle gives a romantic touch to the atmosphere. On the altar, there is a beautiful stage with elegant white flower decorations and flowing white cloth adds to the sanctity of the place.
"See our sister. He looks good up ahead. After so many things happened, finally ugly Irene married our sister" Arvy said.
"What after this you'll catch up to get married too?" ask Alfa.
"If Alan doesn't mind, I'm ready to marry my boyfriend" Arvy said steadily.
Alfa let out a small laugh with her sister's confidence. "I hope Adila can really accept you. He seems to hate you so much now" he said.
"Abroad! That's because Adila is amnesiac, sister. Now Adila has realized that I love her so much" Arvy said.
"Haha ... I'm just worried about you that she suddenly lost her memory again when she married you," explained Alfa.
He stopped joking with Arvy when he saw his youngest brother who seemed to be sitting speechless with lethargy beside him. Little did he know what Arez was feeling at Irene's wedding.
"Are you okay?" tanya Alfa while embracing Punda Ares.
Ares was a little surprised because he was still waving. "Ah, sister, I'm fine," he said.
"Already, Res. If Irene is already our sister-in-law, you will definitely forget about her. There are still many other women in the world besides Irene" Arvy said lightly.
Ares gave a wry smile. "What if one day you look in front of Sana I and Adila get married. Can you say something like that to yourself?"
Arvy frowning. His sister had already dared to reverse his words. He immediately fell silent.
"Don't just talk!" alfa said in a low tone.
"I'm going to comfort you, brother!" kilah Arvy's.
"You whose name is comforting and mocking makes almost no difference. Better shut up!" alfa said firmly.
Alan stood up confidently, dressed in a neat black suit, and a happy smile adorned his face. He looked ahead with a hopeful gaze, ready to make a sacred promise to the woman he loved.
"Gee, the bride is beautiful, yes!"
"Yes, she's so beautiful. Why is it different from the woman Mr. Alan usually introduces?"
"I heard that woman's been undercover pretending to be ugly."
"really? I look like a very different person."
Irene entered the room in a beautiful pure white wedding dress. The dress symbolized Irene's chastity and elegance as she walked with gentle steps towards the altar. The look on her face exuded an indescribable happiness, and her eyes glittered like jewels adorning her dress.
"Irene ..." Call Winda.
Irene turned towards Winda. There was a group of his college friends who came. He returned the wave of Winda's hand while smiling.
The guests present in their formal attire watched with enthusiasm and haru as Irene walked towards Alan. A beautiful song runs in the background, creating an atmosphere full of emotions.
Their loving views flowed with each other, and in a confident voice, Alan began to utter a sacred promise that would bind the two of them in the bonds of marriage.
Alan in a hopeful voice said, "Irene, today, before these witnesses and before the Lord, I, Alan, wholeheartedly accept and express my love for you. I promise to always love you, support you, and respect you. I will be your faithful partner, every day of my life."
Irene looked at Alan with eyes full of love, and when it came her turn to say her promise, she softly replied, "Alan, today I, Irene, joyfully accept and express my love for you. I promise to love you unconditionally, support you in joy and sorrow, and be your faithful and true partner. I will walk with you through this life, looking after and loving both of us."
Every word they spoke was full of meaning, shaking the hearts of all present. Their love and courage in saying the sacred promise really felt in the room.
In the echoing silence, a gentle enlightenment shone upon the two of them at the altar. The atmosphere that felt sacred and magical made everyone drift away in that moment. The gentle and wise voice of the pastor echoed in the church room.
"With the sacred promise you made, I pronounce you husband and wife. What God has combined, nothing separates."
Low boisterous applause sounded from the joyful guests. This moment became a symbol of the unshakable union of love between Alan and Irene. They looked at each other, happy smiles engraved on their faces.
Guests began to congratulate the new couple, filling the room with joy and love. There were warm hugs and cheerful laughter all around them. They celebrate the success of a love that has transcended all odds.
"Irene, Alan, congratulations on your marriage" Alberto said.
Irene immediately hugged Arberto warmly, as well as Alan. However, the middle-aged man was already very meritorious in Irene's life, as well as in her relationship.
"Foster father, thank you for coming" Irene said.
"I hope that in the future only happiness will surround your life, there is nothing I can give you both but blessing" Alberto said.
"That's enough for us, thank you still for the support all this time" Alan said.
"Irene, congratulations on your marriage" Myria said.
Irene was moved to see Myria's presence there. "Thank you, Auntie" he said.
"God! I told you to call me brother! You want me to be a jeweler, huh?" Myria was angry with Irene.
Irene scowling. "Sister, I want to be hired" she told Alan of Myria's words.
"Oh. Want to get married to defend?" sindir Myria's.
"Why are you, Myria? You are indeed the aunt, it is natural that Irene calls you aunty," said the grandmother who was also in the line there.
"Ah, Mother ... The granddaughter still defends Irene even more! I'm also Mom's son!" myria protest.
"Later if you're married and have children, I'll love you more than Irene!" the word grandmother also insinuated Myria who did not want to get married.
"Haha ... Auntie, let's get married!" Irene used it to get her tantric.
"ah! You're it! Never mind, I want to eat!" Myria hit Irene's head slightly before getting off the lap.