Since I Found You
Perfect Life

“Perle!” call Ludwig despite the difficulties. He tried to get up. Along with that, blood came back out from his mouth. “Perle! Don't go!” yelled the handsome gray-eyed man.

“Let him. Let Miss Miller go,” said the voice of a woman who was none other than Delma. He stepped near Ludwig who was sprawled back. Delma lowered the body, then moved Ludwig's head into his lap. Lovingly, the middle-aged woman stroked the man's copper brown hair. “My son,” his whim is soft, accompanied by the roar of tears that continue to flow soaked the cheeks.

“Ludwig. My son,” said Delma again. He hugged the man who was already helplessly sprawled while crying hysterically.

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Several days had passed, from the events of the fight between Vlad and Ludwig. Vlad has brought Altea back to Russia. Not only that, Herbert and Agatha went there. They don't want to miss the historic moment, which Altea will live with Vlad.

The wedding preparations continued. Vlad wants everything to go well and well. The thirty-year-old single dream wedding party will be an extraordinary event attended by important people from the top. Therefore, everything must look perfect.

“Your bride's dress has been sent here,” Vlad said after the dinner was over. “Ibuku keeps it in a special place. That dress you'll wear the day after tomorrow. I'm sure that you will definitely be the center of attention.” Vlad stood before Altea. A happy heart emanates from both people, who have now made each other feel love.

“What do you feel if I am the center of attention?” ask Altea. He turned his body completely to Vlad.

“You already know the answer for sure, My dear.” Vlad grabbed Altea's waist. He pulled the woman a little tight, until the bodies of the two instantly stuck together. “I'll never like it. I will not let others admire excessively, something that is already mine,” said the handsome blonde man.

“You are very scary if you feel disturbed,” said Altea playing his fingers on the chin, then down to Vlad's chest.

“Only when feeling disturbed, Miss Miller,” whispered Vlad. He bit Altea's earlobe. It made the brown haired young lady react.

“You also turned out to be very naughty,” said Altea again, when he felt Vlad's hand start to float him.

Vlad did not respond to Altea's words with words, because the man immediately kissed the beautiful woman who would soon be standing by him standing at the altar. The two lovebirds were engrossed in making out, in the dimness of the beautiful labyrinth garden in the courtyard of Vlad's luxurious mansion.

That night, the dark sky bears witness that Vlad has returned to his former life. He had already released the chains of the past that bound him so firmly. Vlad, trying to step up, looked to the future even with just one foot.

The shortcomings of a Vlad Ignashevich, it became an advantage for him. He should be proud, when he can find a woman as beautiful as Altea who can give genuine love for no reason. Altea preferred the imperfect Vlad, rather than the mighty handsome Ludwig Stegen. In fact, the man had clearly expressed his love for Altea.

“Since I found you, everything has changed,” Vlad said after saying the holy promise of marriage in front of the priest. Not satisfied, if only gift the beautiful brown-eyed woman one or two kisses. Moreover, Altea appeared very charming at the wedding.

What Vlad said is true. Altea was the center of attention. Her plain white wedding dress without any decoration, became an attraction in itself. The dress symbolizes Altea, who again begins a new life with Vlad. He cleansed everything, and offered innocence to the man.

“Get me with whatever you want,” Altea said, just after Vlad finished kissing her.

“I just want to decorate you with three things,” Vlad reply. The blue-eyed man wore a calm smile, which made him look more seductive.

“What is it?” ask Altea curiously.

“First, love. Second, love. Third, still love,” Vlad replied in a whisper, because at that time there were some people who approached them.

“Congratulations, Son. I'm very happy. Very happy this time,” said Herbert. He hugged tightly and kissed Altea's forehead lovingly.

“Thank you, Dad,” reply Altea. The smile of the woman who had officially become Vlad Ignashevich's wife, wrapped in a taste of extraordinary haru. “If mom is here,” says Altea.

“Already, Dik.” Agatha embraced Altea, after Herbert gave up her embrace. “Wherever mom is at the moment, she must be smiling happily seeing that you have reached the highest point in life. You've become a wife. Soon, you will definitely be a great mom.” Agatha stretched her embrace. A pair of brown eyes Altea's siblings, already glazed. But the mother of one child kept smiling.

“Kakak.” Altea hugged the older brother once more. Herbert's two daughters had just stopped hugging, when Elke came over with Mykola and two foreign women.

“You're so beautiful, son. I told you that you were the best choice for my handsome son.” Elke smiled gently. The hue of happiness emanated clearly from his ageless look. After kissing Vlad on the forehead and hugging the bride many times due to her immeasurable happiness, Elke gave Mykola a chance to congratulate both brides.

Mykola became one of the happiest people, seeing Vlad finally be able to be with Altea. One pride in the dark-haired handsome man, because he has managed to present a healing figure in the inner wounds and physical of a Vlad Ignashevich. As the name implies, Altea has indeed helped the man become ‘sehat’ back.

“Congratulations on your marriage,” says Margosha sincerely.

“Thank you, Mrs Vanko,” reply Vlad accompanied by a calm smile. “I'm glad that finally Mykola introduced us. All this time, he just told me that he missed you so much,” Vlad said again, making Mykola look uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, Margosha immediately turned her gaze to the clumsy-looking son. Behind the calm and irritable attitude shown by Mykola, it turns out that the handsome Russian-Ukrainian man is a shy figure and has extraordinary softness. “I miss him a lot too. Always miss the return of my son,” said Margosha Iirih.

The mother and son looked at each other, then both smiled. Without having much to say, the inner bond that has been established even though it was once decorated with pain that attacked the physical and mental, has represented everything.

Mykola knew that her mother had returned to be the one she missed. The middle-aged woman, may have made peace with all the bad stories in the past.

Meanwhile, Margosha can feel the vibrations of affection from the son alone wayangnya, although Mykola did not say anything.

“Include too. Here, Miss Milana Sezja. Day ....” Mykola did not continue his words, because he first saw the expression Vlad showed. The blonde man raised his eyebrows. It seems clear, that Vlad is teasing his trusted assistant who again looks wrong.

“Nona Sezja,” greet Vlad accompanied by a calm smile that has always been his trademark.

“Even though we don't know each other yet, but I congratulate you both on your marriage. Your bride is very beautiful. I love her unique wedding dress. I'll make that a reference to my wedding dress later. Hope your wife doesn't mind, Mr. Ignashevich,” said Milana who couldn't stop talking. It was clearly a cheerful character that the dark-haired girl had.

“Of course, Miss Sezja,” reply Altea after previously translated by Vlad, because Altea has not been too fluent in Russian. “I think Mykola won't mind. That too, if he does not have other better options,” said the woman who has officially bear the name of Mrs Ignashevich accompanied by a crisp laugh.

Altea and Vlad both laughed, as they looked at Mykola's expression that looked all wrong. As far as Vlad is concerned, his assistant trust is indeed very closed when it comes to women's affairs. Therefore, teasing Mykola a little with something she had always hidden, would be a lot of fun.

However, Vlad and Altea's crisp laughter stopped immediately, when a couple of married men came over. Altea was fixated on looking at the brown-haired beautiful lady with beautiful, glowing gray eyes. The charming paras he had seen through a piece of photo.

“Congratulations, Vlad. We are very happy with your marriage,” said the woman who is none other than Miabella Conchetta.

“Thank you, Bella. Thank you, Karl. I'm also happy, because you guys have been willing to take the time to attend my wedding,” Vlad replied without any taste. Yes, Vlad has made peace with his painful past. He had thrown away the beautiful feeling, which had once been offered only to Miabella.

Vlad was already too happy with Altea's presence in his life. God always has an amazing plan, behind the pain that precedes all good things.

Proudly, Vlad grabbed Altea's waist and introduced her directly to Miabella. The two women who had the same hair color shook hands.

The past and the future of Vlad Ignashevich, have made peace with each other in the handsome man. There was no longer any rejection for the light trying to enter, and illuminated the dark atmosphere that enveloped the handsome man's days. Now, beautiful flowers not only grow in front of the house, but also in the contest of the owner of the blonde hair.

Sieseby, again a witness of the togetherness that intertwined between Vlad and Altea. The village is like a paradise that the newlywed couple chose for their honeymoon. The lake, the breeze, and the weeds.

Sieseby is no longer boring for Vlad Ignashevich, after he was joined by Altea Miller.

-**The End**

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