
Tristan stood up and hugged Ara. Grandpa was still stunned to see this girl cry.
"Pardon Ara. I just ..." Ara was still crying. Until his voice was swallowed by the cry.
"Already, already. Its alright. No cry. Does this need to be cried?" Tristan stroked Ara's head gently.
"He ... She why?" asked Grandpa confused.
"He was so moved that Grandpa wanted to talk to him. Ara was afraid that Grandpa would still treat her like he was when he asked Ara to stay away from me" Tristan explained.
Chief master Haga nodded. He's got.
"Sorry about that Ara," said the regretful grandfather. Ara was shocked to hear the apology from Mr. Haga. He immediately asked Tristan to release him.
"Don't apologize, Grandpa. It should be Ara who apologized for making grandfather uncomfortable with Ara's whereabouts. Forgive Ara." Ara apologized as well. It is not good for parents to apologize to a child.
"No. The guilty grandfather had spoken. Grandpa's sorry."
"No. The wrong aura has entered into grandfather's comfortable life."
"You don't want to budge, do you? Let this grandpa apologize. Don't continue to take the chance of Grandpa apologizing," grumbled Grandpa making Ara shut her mouth. Tristan chuckles.
"Sorry," said Ara as she glanced at Tristan.
"Everything has softened. So ... Grandpa will say it now or will I have to say it myself?" tanya Tristan made Ara who was still wiping the remaining tears at the end of her eyes confused.
"wait. Let Grandpa do the talking. After that it's up to you" said Grandpa.
"alright. Come on, you sit down right. Drink it if you want." Tristan gave me advice.
"Grandfather wants to talk. I have to listen," Ara refused. It's not good to let grandpa wait to talk if he wants a drink.
"Drink first. You've been crying. Must have been dry in your esophagus," said the grandfather. "I can wait."
Chief Ara nodded. Tristan handed over the drink to Ara.
After gulping down a drink, Ara faced the grandfather to listen to him speak.
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Ara linked her fingers tightly. His eyelids closed. He was anxious and agitated. Sitting in front of the mirror, he kept trying to calm down. The white dress she wore made her look charming.
The locker room door is open. Made Ara open her eyes.
"Hello friend."
"Jenny!" exclaim Ara happy. Jenny immediately approached Ara and hugged her. "I'm happy. Congratulations ..."
"Thank you."
Jenny took off her hug. He looked at his best friend carefully.
"You are perfect. Lfs nice. Tristan will definitely be shocked to see your beautiful appearance" Jenny said.
"It could be you." Ara chuckles.
"I didn't expect, after all the things that happened to you two, that getting married was your destiny. I'm happy," said Jenny suddenly.
"I cried because I was abandoned by you for marrying first. I'm enviii!!"
"Don't do that. Soon you will be married too. We won't be apart even if I'm married." Ara tried to calm her friend down.
The door opened again without them noticing.
"Easy talk. I don't have a partner yet. And Tristan will definitely not let you continue playing with me." Jenny kept crying.
"Of course I won't allow Ara to continue playing with you, Jenny. Because it's dangerous" said Tristan who heard Jenny's sentence just now.
"Tristan?" jenny asked in surprise. Ara was also surprised.
"Why are you here? Didn't the groom have to wait outside before the time came?" jenny asked who wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
Ara who was suddenly nervous immediately lowered her head.
"There are no rules like that. I miss my wife" Tristan said. Ara felt her face instantly redden to her earlobes.
"She's not your wife yet, you know," Jenny protested. Tristan doesn't care. He approached the bowed Ara.
"Ara," call Tristan softly. Slowly Ara looked up. Tristan looked very handsome in an ivory white suit. Like a prince who comes to pick up his girlfriend. "I can't wait long to see you."
"Isn't that any minute?" ask Ara slowly.
"No, no. Soon it will be a long time for me. I have to see you. If not, I'll go crazy there."
Tristan hugged Ara. They let Jenny whose existence is like empty air.
"Can I kiss you now?" ask Tristan.
"S-now? In here?" asked Ara surprised. Jenny was in the same room with them.
"Yes," said Tristan who no longer cared Ara hesitated. It immediately revealed Ara's lips. Until the sound of their breathing sounded unsettling in the ears of Jenny who was there.
"Hey! You guys are so impolite kissing passionately in front of the jomlo!" jenny protested. "I'm, really, really envious of you?!" Jenny escapes from the locker room which begins to heat up by the fondling. "They don't know themselves" Jenny scolded in front of the hall after closing the locker room door.
"Excuse me ... Is this the bride's dressing room?" ask someone politely. Jenny looked at the man. He's stunned. "Miss?" the man was gentle.
"Ah, yes. Ii'm sorry. Who are you?" jenny asked immediately dispelled her thoughts.
"I am secretary to Mr. Arga Hendarto. I was instructed to ask first if this room is really a bridal dressing room? His wife wants to meet Mr. Tristan's future wife."
"Y-yes, right, I can, but ... Waita minute. I'll tell him first. Because now inside is ... “
“Good. I will convey. He will be here any minute.” The man immediately nodded in understanding.
“Yes,” said Jenny was still staring at the man in awe. “He's handsome and polite.”
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