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Super Grand Reception

Lara

Today is the happiest day of my life. The day that my love affair and Ditya were united before God. It becomes a sacred relationship.

The smile on my face continued to inflate perfectly. Happy days, smiles should also be very happy.

The guests who came to my wedding and Ditya were so many. Truly a super magnificent wedding party attended by many businessmen and journalists of course.

I read some great articles about my marriage.

...THE MARRIAGE OF TWO SONS OF A MAJOR BUSINESSMAN, DITYA KUSUMA AND LARA HANDAKA TOOK PLACE TODAY. WILL THIS BE A BUSINESS WEDDING? OR DID DITYA AND LARA REALLY LOVE EACH OTHER? ...

What a strange title!

Why did I get married for business?

I married Ditya yes because I love Ditya so much! The feeling I felt was much deeper than I felt for Arya.

Scroll the handsome and dashing man who stood beside me. He's my husband, Ditya Kusuma.

From now on, my days will be decorated with Ditya... Ditya...

Is beautiful...

As if knowing that I had been staring at him, Ditya turned his head and smiled at me. This moment was certainly not missed by the reporters. When Ditya smiled and I returned his smile. Let the whole world know we love each other.

"Why do you keep seeing me?" ditya asked while whispering softly so that the guests who were about to shake hands with us did not hear what we were talking about.

"I still feel like this is all a dream!" I said honestly.

Ditya smiled again, showing off her neatly arranged row of white teeth. "You know, when you say this, I love it. Original and Lara Handaka really!"

What does Ditya mean? What am I not Lara Handaka? Ah already! Maybe it's just words with no meaning.

Ditya and I had to stop our conversation when a minister invited by Papa Handaka came. We welcome this important guest with a smile.

"Congratulations Lara Handaka and Ditya Kusuma... May your family always be happy and quickly blessed with a baby" said the Minister.

Ditya and I agreed to his prayer. "Amijin!"

We also took a photo with Mr. Minister standing next to Ditya and Papa Handaka. Papa Handaka smiled with pride to marry his biological daughter with grandeur and luxury.

My eyes looked at Anggi and Arya who were standing among the invitees. Anggi wears a beautiful and expensive dress, but unfortunately her face is bent and pouted. Feeling stabbed by me who even married first.

After the Minister took a picture together and shook hands, the change now comes to the members of the House of Representatives. Whoa... Papa Handaka is indeed his acquaintance is not canned.

All this time it's appropriate that when people know my full name they will be very surprised. Handaka. Like it has a different caste, that's what Ditya said first.

The wealth of Papa Handaka is indeed very much. Sure there's most of mine in it. But Papa has entrusted some of his property to Anggi and Aunt Sofie as well. All aimed for me and my host family to get along. Not fighting for treasure.

Now that I'm married, the company will automatically lead Ditya. I just need to be a good wife and a few more to fill my free time.

I kept smiling until it felt sore my jaw because the guests who came never ran out. My feet are also long standing. The stomach is hungry too.

I regret that I didn't eat much. If you know it will be tiring like this, I better eat as much as possible earlier!

Ditya whispered in my ear. "I'm hungry. You hungry aren't you?"

How do we have one thought too?

I nodded and replied in a whisper as well. "Rubber."

Ditya stumped a smile. "Don't eat chicken noodles!"

"Agreed!" answer Ditya. We laughed together until the wedding MC teased us.

"On this happy day, Ditya and Lara have been whispering ever since. Smile and be alone. Hm... Will it be fun again tonight?" soon the guests laughed at the MC's jokes.

They laughed, me and Ditya who looked down embarrassed. Huhhhhh...

As if the handshake was never finished, now is the time for photos together. It's even more exhausting. The smile should be even wider because it will be a keepsake photo.

My sore jaw became even more stiff. Change the names called take pictures together. I have to smile wide too.

When will all this end?

Pegels....

"Propay ya! I'll get your feet up!" whispered Ditya who made my face warm again.

Mau dipijitin dong Sama Ditya. Who will refuse?

"Now freestyle! 1...2...3...."

Czechoslovak...

The reception time was finally over. No matter the guests who arrive late. It's good in a building like that. On time.

At last...

I also sat in a chair that was like a display. Only occupied at the beginning of the opening event. The rest of me and Ditya stood up.

"Sweetness.." lamented slowly.

"The paper...." Ditha also complained.

We looked at each other and laughed together again. Ditya is a husband of friends. Compact always with me.

We were also asked to eat with our extended family at the venue. It looks like Aunt Sofie who still looks beautiful charming and does not look old at all. Today she is acting as a good stepmother. Who smiled gracefully with all present.

On the other hand there is Arya who just keeps staring at me and mengubris Anggi who has since continued to sing his lips. Arya smiled at me but I retorted by throwing my gaze in the other direction.

Without me noticing, since then Ditya has continued to pay attention to what Arya did and how I threw away my gaze.

"Thank you for the cooperation between the Handaka family and the Kusuma family so that today's event can be carried out well. We are now a family. In the future, may our family relationships get closer and better. Aamiins. Please enjoy the dishes!"

Ditya and I were finally able to eat until they were full. Yes, if I don't. Understandably, wearing a corset where can eat a lot?

After the event, Ditya and I were picked up by a wedding car decorated with flowers and ribbons. Ditya told the driver to pick up the suitcase that I had brought this morning.

Honestly, I still don't know where to stay with Ditya. I went where my husband would take me.

We also left the hands of relatives who let go of us with a smile.

Can't bear the curiosity that was stirring, I asked Ditya.

"Where are we going?" my many.

"There is! Any surprise!"

Hm... Curious about me!

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