
A few days later...
Today some of their relatives and neighbors invited for their daughter's proposal event. Agreed it? Of course, everything has been discussed. The sacred promise that will be held the next day, after the proposal, with a simple feast, according to Kamila's wishes.
Simple? Amel just smiled, he would throw a party as simple as possible. Had a party in one of the hotels where he owned shares. Certainly a five-star hotel, no journalists, no international artists, just a few capital artists.
Catering from chefs specially imported from abroad? Nor is it necessary, enough of their personal chefs, as well as some renowned chiefs. A million dollar dress? There was also no need, enough dresses designed by Nindy and Brandon. Actually the same, the original price is definitely fantastic. A pretty simple reception, right?
But in the shadow of Kamila the word simply means a rented wedding dress, no need for catering, only hire a cook and a few relatives. The building? Held at home only, inviting some neighbors and family is quite luxurious. A simple reception, right?
Kamila was wearing thick make-up from a salon makeup artist near her home, wearing a kebaya. Same with his daughter, while Hasan wore a batik shirt.
The men's families were still on their way, with some wet cakes, tea and coffee served to families and neighbors watching the proposal.
"Whose girlfriend is Glory? Isn't that the one who rides duck bikes often?" asked one of the neighbors to sip black coffee.
"That's Samun's nephew, said Samun his nephew suddenly canceled the matchmaking because he already had a boyfriend General Manager of the hotel," replied another resident.
"Who is Glory married to? Who's boyfriend? Gin said Glory also had a boyfriend, so Glory also refused the match, "Samun who just came, interrupted their conversation, looks enthusiastic.
They were silent, no one had ever come to the house, except for Glory's friend whose hairdo resembled Superman, even then had long happened.
***
This time there was an uproar, several luxury cars parked under frangipani trees. The only large field nearby for parking in the area. Of course, the parking lot of the cemetery.
"Ferrell, is the house near here? Sure he's human?" Steven clenched his forehead, staring at the place where they parked the car. Large cemetery.
"The house is really close here," Ferrell got out of his car, styling his appearance.
"Do we need to go around the tomb looking for a tombstone by the name of Glory? Maybe you were snared pretty kuntilanak." said Steven, come down to his forehead.
"All subtle creatures do not interject each other, the stealthy base of the white snake" Ferrell said.
Several cars followed them, only the family and a few servants who brought as much as possible.
The car that was parked there, Scott clenched his forehead lowering some glass boxes with various gifts and jewelry, giving it to the servants to carry it."Mama, do we have to bring this?" tanyanya did not understand.
"Yes, this is what they usually do if they want to get married." An answer from Amel.
"Here you go, let's go..." Kenzo smiled, closing the car door.
Tourist troupe? The official who wants to evict the land, is reviewing the location? Perhaps that was what was on the minds of the surrounding citizens, just a few stacked glass boxes were carried by four professional male servants as a marker they had a strange purpose.
Coming from several races, different countries, go hand in hand. Perhaps only the face of Ferrell is not foreign to the surrounding residents, the celebrity idol who often appears on TV.
What is the purpose of these people here? Even at the very back some of Steven's bodyguards were on complete guard carrying his weapons.
"Get into the alley?" Joe sighed, holding his wife's hand.
"Just get into the alley! At your wedding, I even went on an Anglo-California trip." Ferrell's pussy impatiently stared at the girl's flirtatious face.
***
There was no event as usual, a series of music with some people wearing colorful clothes, carrying a session.
What is the glass box? All gifts from his brothers. Diamond jewelry sets, bags worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, historic high-value antique jars purchased from auctions, honeymoon tickets to several countries, as well as certificates of a villa.
But their arrival is like a company of people gone wrong. Some of the guards were armed with long barrels, wearing earphones. Keeping Steven safe was their goal. As for Kenzo's personal bodyguards, only a few people were in disguise.
Why bring a bodyguard? In order to look more cool, sorry wrong, meaning Steven and Eden are indeed guarded by the group even though all members have become employees of the company.
However, the safety of Steven and Eden, is the same as the security of their lives. If Steven and Eden were not around, then they would easily be wiped out by another group that wanted revenge. Given the Dark Wild, there was already nothing.
Kenzo, however, sent bodyguards to secretly supervise his wife and children. Where they went Kenzo's professional bodyguards would also be there.
"Would our house be evicted?" asked one of the residents, looking at the people who came, including the bodyguards in cooperation with a sturdy body. Start standing install position secure location. Speak in a foreign language using his earphones.
I don't know.it's hard to say, it's always a scene in every coming. Can't they make a regular application? Of course not...
The noise made Glory and her family come out of the living room. Welcoming the family of the groom.
Kenzo began to say, "I don't know how to ask a girl from both parents. Therefore, I want to ask your daughter for my son, we will think of her as our own daughter." she said lowered her head, then raised her face again.
"The handsome." one of the neighboring girls said, staring at Kenzo.
Plaque...
The middle-aged woman standing next to him hit her head."From the way he talks, he's the father of future husband Glory!!"
"Om-om but his face is still young? Oh love me om...!!" he muttered, his mother quickly pulled his ear, in order to leave the venue before humiliating herself.
"Actually a proposal event, no.." Kamila's words to explain, interrupted by Hasan.
"Please come in, we'll talk inside" Hasan said.
Kenzo nodded, stepping followed by the children and his daughter-in-law. While the professional servants still wore their black suits, carrying some boxes containing high-value handouts.
The living room is quite narrow makes some neighbors just silent in the yard of the house did not hear the conversation to the two families.
"So Ferrell's car stopped in front of the alley for taking down Glory?" the owner of the coffee shop in front of the alley who was also present, clenched his forehead.
"It seems so, when I wanted Glory to be a member of my extended family..." Samun let out a rough breath.
"What are the advantages of Glory? Isn't Glory always out-competing Grisella?" ask the coffee shop owner.
Samun shook his head, "Glory has never lost to Grisella. It's just that, the school party is too hesitant to Erlang. Now you see for yourself, right? The upper-class families were even willing to propose to Glory for their son. Entering a conglomerate family, it is definitely difficult, they will also definitely be more selective in choosing their new family members..."
"Then?" The owner of the coffee shop did not seem to understand.
"Glory fit into their criteria, either because of intelligence, good behavior ... or.." Samun's words came to a halt.
"Or what?" ask the owner of the coffee shop.
"Or Glory was the switched daughter of a wealthy family, who from childhood was betrothed to Ferrell.." in the end that was the answer of Samun, the victim of the soap opera stripping with episodes of thousands. And miraculously the owner of the coffee shop nodded, staring at the face of Glory that looks in contrast to his father, Hasan.
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