The Little Wife of Mr. President
Towards Marriage

The morning that was still fog out there immediately made Saguna wake up from his short sleep. He tried to immediately clean himself no matter how drowsiness attacked his eyes at this time.

"I must see Gita immediately, hopefully it's all done today." Inner Saguna immediately came out of her room.

Casual clothes were just plain shirts and long jeans and sneakers accompanying the morning of Saguna at the time. The appearance that he rarely wears certainly makes two pairs of eyes frown at each other in wonder when the door of the main room opens.

"Sunguna? Whatisthis? Are you dreaming again?" Oma Rosa approached the granddaughter with a confused face staring from the bottom up.

Saguna was clumsy when he found his uncle, aunt, and uncle had woken up so early. Even his eyes were staring around the house which was decorated very beautifully. Today is her wedding day, but she is not over with her troubles with Gita.

Nervous, Saguna tries to neutralize her feelings so that the family does not suspect. "Oma, there's something Saguna should do for a while outside. After that he immediately went home, Oma." he was about to pass but the aunt held Saguna's hand slowly.

"Saguna, it's your wedding day. Not good, son go before the wedding in do. You should even be pingit before the wedding. Let's stay home." All stared at Saguna with hopeful faces.

Saguna knew it was the truth, but how could he possibly ignore the request of the family.

"Can't, Uncle, Auntie, Oma. I have to go this is very important. I'm sorry." The handsome man passed by slowly clasping the hand of the aunt who was holding him back earlier.

No matter how they call, Saguna goes alone to drive a car at high speed. Here, all eyes stared blankly at the departure of Saguna.

"Oma, it's best that Oma be with Jeni to get ready. Let me make sure Saguna is okay. I'll call Angga..."

"Good morning, big lady, sir, Madam." Angga came with neat clothes and a face that looked like her. He bowed respectfully without realizing his arrival cut off Dana's speech, Saguna's uncle.

"Female, do you know where Saguna went?" then Oma immediately remembered the granddaughter who went alone.

Angga was silent for a while, it seemed like what was in his mind was right. If the master goes to meet the wife siri. Soon the man shook his head.

"I don't know at all where the young master went." Angga's reply made all sigh to hear him.

After a few minutes of driving a car with a fairly quiet road, finally Saguna parked the car in the yard of the house that he came last night.

"The light is dead on the terrace. Does that mean there's someone inside? But the sandal trail in front of here is still the same as last night." Inner Saguna guessed.

Steady, he knocked on the door even though in his little heart he was sure if at home very quiet.

"Excuse me!" he shouted at the loud knocking of the door.

"Excuse me!" call again.

There was still no answer until suddenly when Saguna was about to swing his hand there was someone who approached him. Apparently the woman was a neighbor who saw Saguna from earlier.

"It seems like everything went out at dawn, sir" said the middle-aged woman politely.

Saguna turned his head and walked out from the terrace of the house owned by the Gita family. "Go? where are you going, Mom? Because last night I came here the house was also quiet." obviously Saguna was surprised and afraid that he would find it difficult to find Gita.

The woman shook her head not knowing. "Sorry, Sir. I don't know either." she replied.

Unfortunately, Saguna was only about three minutes late. Here the luxury car in Pardan, Gita's uncle stopped and left the wife with his nephew in a catering business that they occupied last night working.

"Mom, I'm going first. Mr. Saguna could be furious if you are late. Try cateringnya also do not let there be a shortage? Tell your friends I'll see you there." Pardan who knows if the food they prepared last night is there for the wedding of the master is very enthusiastic about giving the best. Even if it wasn't his business.

The devotion he gave to the Saguna family was immense and sincere.

"Uncle, thanks for the help. Be careful." said Gita who feels very troublesome family at this time. Even the uncle had to hurry to go to the employer's house because he drove them first.

"Yes, Gita." replied Pardan smiling and driving forward the luxury car.

"Uncle Master is very good, well Aunt. During the Gita here often Uncle is told to take the car home. Though that said Aunt her car is very expensive." said Gita excited.

"Well that's it, Gita. Since long ago they were very good even from Oma the opinion was all very good." said Vita reminiscing about the employer who was very long in the husband work.

Until their conversation stopped when they got inside. All food seems ready to be in between and containers are decorated in such a way.

"This is the mba, the uniform that we have to wear during the event." a worker puts a uniform on Gita and her aunt.

Indeed, Vita knew the efforts of his friend was often flooded with orders so that he did not hesitate anymore if he had to participate in busy. Counting adds to the sudden influx.

"Thank you, yeah." said Gita kindly.

After all the preparations, now some cars owned by the caterer also drove to the residence of Saguna. With a few servants already ready uniforms on their bodies including the Gita. Although only uniform shaped shirt and skirt span, really make the village woman is very beautiful.

"Git, are you okay?" the question of the friend sitting next to Gita made the woman turn to him.

"Yes, I'm fine. What's wrong?" ask Gita wonder.

"Your face is often pale these days" replied the friend immediately Gita smiling to make sure she was okay.

Without feeling the time had passed very quickly, their short journey that morning finally arrived at the spacious courtyard which was decorated very beautifully. The chair in the layout was so beautiful and attracted all the eyes that came that morning.

"Well.beautiful. Is this the show's like the guest?" Gita was so amazed with other friends.

Understandably they serve events that use catering only luxurious decorations as in general. And more common in hotel buildings. But this time, it was very different.

Saguna's plan that asked Arumi to take care of the hotel building got a rejection from the crossbreed woman. And Arumi's choice fell on the house and the area around the husband that he thought was already very large.

"Let's get everything started with food. Remember following instructions?" tell the boss.

Gita and her friends start working as well as Vita.

The courtyard of the house that was decorated for the evening party was very beautiful, unfortunately the scenery again made the catering workers more amazed when entering the magnificent house which was also no less beautiful decoration. There are no fake flowers. All the flowers are fresh so that it spreads the original aroma of the mixed flowers.

The beautiful scenery apparently did not make the arrival of Saguna that morning cheerful. He got out of the car by parking in the side yard of the house that has a special gate. His face looked flat with no happy expression at all.

His steps quickly entered the house and headed for the living room. Where the families are getting ready.

"Sir, you've finally come too." Angga was very anxious waiting for the arrival of Saguna.

Because the families continue to make Angga go awry not to answer their questions. Meanwhile, Saguna had given him a warning not to follow or contact him.

"Saguna, you finally came too. Let's get ready quickly. It's almost nine o'clock. Half ten events will start." Oma Rosa was very enthusiastic.

Although in his heart he felt something strange with the face of the grandson. Unfortunately happiness makes him indifferent to it. He was very sure if the grandson was also very happy with this event.

In a different residence looked a beautiful woman with a slightly contained body slowly stepped over. Simple dress but full with sequins it goes slowly out of the house. The luxury car owned by the prospective husband has been parked neatly in front of the terrace of his house facing the main door.

"Please, Miss Arumi." Pardan respectfully slid the car door for Arumi.

Smile expands on Arumi's lips that morning, finally the day that awaited for a long time will soon be realized.

Even the pounding of his heart was very fast getting closer and closer. "Thank you, sir." said Arumi.

Three cars that had been decorated in such a way finally went hand in hand that morning. The first car in the ride only two people, namely the driver and the bride. The second car was driven by three people, the driver and Arumi's parents. And the third car was only driven by the driver and the waiter at Gita's house.