YOU AND ME
Second Wedding Party
This morning Peter and Irene were legally married after signing marriage documents in British civil records that tied the knot officially in the eyes of marriage law in England.
Irene looks so beautiful with a wedding dress covered by the work of world famous designers ivory white. The dress was long-sleeved with the decoration of the original pearl sprinkles that follow the pattern of the shape of flowers in the skirt, which is, tassel decoration - tassel on the front and back of the skirt and umbrella model at the end of his arms. The ivory white hijab is made with the latest fashion model style that covers her chest and is beautified with a diamond crown perched on top of her head so that it fits perfectly with her dress.
Not to forget Irene used gloves to beautify her hands. Polishing makeup that blends with her face the work of a professional and famous male up artist in the UK adds its own beauty on the face of Irene. A beautiful bouquet of roses adorned Irene's left hand. Irene was like a king's daughter.
"Honey, you're beautiful today." praised Peter gently as he stared shadyly at Irene while holding her hand Irene. p
"Thank you dear. " said Irene softly.
They walked slowly to a ballroom in one of the five-star hotels in London that they had rented for their second wedding.
They walk on the red carpet followed by the nuclear family and on the right left the red carpet lined with braidsmaids who are the top models in the UK. As they walked accompanied by romantic songs played by famous music groups from England.
The very luxurious and elegant decorations at the wedding made the guests amazed. Irene and Peter entered the hotel ballroom to approach the guests. All eyes were fixed on the couple's bride. There was loud applause from their invited guests.
Irene and Peter walked over to a blanket decorated with flowers - native foliage flowers and crystal lamps. While the nuclear family stands in front of the pelaminan.
Mr. William gave a greeting and asked for a blessing from the invited questions. After that photo event - photo, cut the cake and friendly people accompanied by live music.
Irene and Peter walked over to greet guests, chatted briefly and asked for blessings directly from the invited guests who came to their wedding. Almost all the guests Irene and Peter came to make Irene exhausted.
"Darling can I sit for a minute? " irene whispered in Peter's ear as she walked quietly in the middle of the guests.
"Why? You tired? " ask Peter gently while looking at Irene's face.
"Yes." Yeah."
"You are sitting down. "
Then Irene removed her hand from Peter's. Irene limply split the crowd of invited guests into the corner of the room with her seat.
Irene was seen sitting alone in a corner of the room with her eyes looking carelessly in the direction to relieve her fatigue. While Peter was seen chatting with some guests.
Irene only invited one person at their second wedding, Muhammad Syahreza Tandjung, a child of one of the conglomerates in Indonesia. Peter invited all his business associates, clients, relatives and extended family including members of the British royal family.
Reza, who had just come to their wedding, accidentally saw Irene was tired of sitting alone in the corner of the room. Instantly, Reza did not hesitate to approach Irene while carrying an orange juice Irene's favorite drink. Peter walked slowly towards Irene by putting the palm of his left hand into her pants pocket and carrying a glass of orange juice.
"Assalamu'alaikum Irene! " reza's greeting made Irene turn to Reza who was on her left side.
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
"This is for you, orange juice is your favorite drink" said Reza softly as he gave the glass.
"Thank you" Irene said, then she drank it. "Kok you still remember?"
"Where could I possibly forget everything about you Irene."
"Remember Za, we are only now friends. "
"Yes I remember. I just want to remember our relationship status as friends. Are you alone here? Why?"
"I'm a soy sauce, so I'm sitting here."
"Have you eaten? " ask Reza who saw Irene's face look a little pale.
"So early this morning. "
"Want me to get you some food? "
"There is a shocking sight. A bride is sitting only accompanied by a man. Who is that guy?" jessica asked, which made them aghast.
"Hi Jessi! This man is my friend who lives in London."
"Oh, your friend, I thing is your.... "
"What do you mean Jessi?" Irene asked curiously.
"nothing. "
"You should just eat, no need to join with us."
"Why? Afraid of getting caught cheating? jessica asked a little angering Irene.
"Watch your words Jessi!" Irene said annoyed.
"You are mad? If you are angry, it is true that you are talking with your lover."
"Sorry miss, you better not talk carelessly. You already slandered. What you said earlier wasn't true at all" Reza said to straighten out Jessica's views.
"What is this?" peter asked who broke up the bit of a quarrel between Jessica and Irene.
"Honey, I want to go home" Irene said.
"Why? "
"I am sick of seeing that woman."
"Honey, but there are still many guests. You can't go home" said Peter gently as he glanced at Reza who was staring in the shade at Irene making himself jealous. "Come on you come with me!" peter's Letters.
"Ok." said Irene excitedly as she got up from the chair, then picked up the flower bucket that was on top of her right side chair.
"Let's go! " said Peter who was no less excited, then they both walked slowly to approach the other guests and left Reza and Irene.
"Who are you really Irene?" jessica asked while looking suspiciously at Reza.
"I'm just a friend of Irene." replied Reza firmly.
"Really's? I know a man who has feelings for a woman."
"What do you mean?" ask Reza.
"I know you like Irene. You don't have to cover up those feelings for me. Get her, follow your heart."
"I don't want to."
"Why? "
"Because she is married."
"Until when do you hold on to those feelings?"
"It's not your business." replied Reza casually, then she walked slowly looking for something she could eat.
"ungrateful humans. I will still try to get Peter completely again even though he is married." murmured Jessica softly.