Hearing her name being called, the girl turned her head and at the same time, a burly shoulder was wrapped around her tiny body.
Startled? Of course.
"Who are you? Let me go," Naila said, she hadn't seen the man who was holding her in a hug at the moment.
Melvin and Seira who saw their son's behavior immediately turned and looked at each other.
'Who is that girl?' was the same question in the minds of the two people.
"Who are you, sir? Let go of my daughter," said a middle-aged man to Leo.
Hearing that, Leo immediately let Naila go.
"She's your daughter, Mr. Brown?" Melvin who had just arrived immediately asked the middle-aged man.
"Mr. Melvin?"
Meanwhile, Naila, who had been freed from Leo's embrace, was now frozen in place.
"Leo? How come you are here?" asked Naila.
"Stupid, this is my cousin's wedding, Devan," Leo replied while smiling a happy smile because he managed to meet the woman he had missed so much.
"Why disappeared without telling me?" Leo asked again grabbing her by the shoulders and hugging her from the side, ignoring the expressions of the parents who were with them.
"How are you? You're recovering faster than I thought," Naila replied with a smile, then slowly lowered and removed Leo's hand from her shoulder.
"Why? Don't you miss me?" Leo asked sullenly.
"I-I..." Naila's words trailed off, looking at her father doubtfully.
"Mr. Melvin, who is this man?" asked Mr. Brown took over the conversation.
"He's my son."
"Is that true? So the man you said that time was him?"
"That's right, Mr. Brown. He is Leo," said Melvin again.
Hearing the two people's conversation, Leo was stunned for a moment. Glancing at Naila but only for a few seconds.
"Hahaha, looks like we shouldn't bother introducing our kids, Mr. Brown," said Mr. Melvin.
"It seems so."
"What does it mean?" Serly confused.
"Honey, the friend I told you about yesterday is him, and Mr. Brown, she is my wife," said Melvin introducing his wife.
And after that, they talked. Naila and Leo joined in, both of them never expected that before they met today, it turns out that their parents had already arranged a meeting for them.
While on the other hand, in one of the rooms in the hotel, Byanca stares at her reflection in the mirror as the maid puts a veil on her head.
She looks beautiful and dazzling by wearing thick makeup with a white strapless wedding dress and manages to show off her beautiful curves. Flower pattern stitching was done to cover the entire surface of the dress, some of the diamond embroideries occasionally shimmered in the light. By her lifestyle, this time she looks so glamorous.
Since earlier, a smile formed on her lips. She was very happy, the day she had been waiting for finally arrived, getting married to Devan was one of her biggest dreams.
'Because you were only mine, Devan. I've never let another woman have you but me,' she thought cheering happily.
Knock... knock... knock...
Along with a knock in the room, a woman and a man appeared behind the door. They are Byanca's Mom and Dad. The two of them were seen walking with a smile on their lips.
"You look so beautiful, honey," Lana said, approaching her daughter.
"Looks prettier than your mother," said the man next to her.
"Thank you, Daddy, Mom."
"Be happy with Devan, honey. Don't waste his trust and feelings for you," Lana said to her daughter.
"You have to obey your husband later, you can't refuse any request," she added.
"Of course, Mom. I will do anything for our happiness," Byanca replied smiling.
Knock... knock... knock...
The bedroom door was knocked again.
"Come in," Lana said immediately.
"Sir, Madame, Miss Byanca has been invited to the altar," said a servant.
Hearing that, Byanca suppressed her saliva, took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. She glanced at her father who held out his hand to her.
"Come on girl, Dad will take you to the man you love," he said as he turned to his wife who was standing right next to him, smiling a warm smile.
Byanca also held her father's hand and stood up with her feet already wearing golden-white high heels. She then wrapped her arms around her father's arm and walked out of the room followed by her mother, Lana.
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At the altar, Devan was already standing near the priest who would officiate the wedding ceremony.
Documentary videos continue to entertain guests while waiting for Byanca's arrival, his eyes filled with all the guests present. A smirk appeared on his lips.
'Let's see, how long can you pretend, Miss?' he thought. To be honest, he was getting impatient, but he couldn't help but feel a little scared too. Even so, he kept trying to reassure himself that everything would be fine and that things would happen according to his plan.
The announcement of the arrival of the bride echoed in the room, and it made the guests immediately turn towards the door, waiting for the figure who would soon become the daughter-in-law of the Atmadja family.
With slow steps, accompanied by her father, Byanca walked into the room, stepped on the red flower-strewn carpet to the Altar, where her future husband was. She is very happy.
Everyone was amazed by the woman's beauty. Only, her footsteps had not yet reached the altar and an uproar in the room ensued.
"What's that?" someone shouted when he saw the documentary turned into a completely unethical show to be shown in front of a large audience.
Immediately everyone turned their attention towards the screen displayed next to the altar.
It was an impression containing CCTV footage of Byanca with Edward. Not only that, after the CCTV footage was played, it was replaced with photos of Byanca making out with another man, at the photo there was a description of the time when the picture was taken, everyone could see that the man who was with Byanca was not Devan, the current bridegroom. Instantly the room became noisy.
"NO, STOP. TURN OFF THE SCREEN," a scream echoed throughout the room, it was Seira. The middle-aged woman immediately got up from her position, running frantically to stop the ongoing broadcast.
Her face was flushed red, her breath caught, her hands clenched into fists.. It could be seen that the woman was furious.