THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
101. Ending.

In a room filled with suits and dresses with large mirrors in several corners of the room equipped with large curtains

Nayla was sitting on a sofa with a magazine in her hand, but her eyes were bright. Every now and then a small smile grew on his lips as if he had just remembered a funny thing that had arisen in his mind.

"DOR,,!!!"

"Well," Nayla complained as someone touched her forehead.

"What are you thinking?" ask the man who touched his forehead.

The daydream just disappeared. With a frowning face while rubbing his forehead, he immediately looked up, preparing to issue his argument.

Instead of making her argument, Nayla looked at the man standing in front of her with his mouth open.

He watched every inch of the man in front of him with a look of disbelief.

"You've been looking at me without saying anything for five minutes, Ma Cheri, is that weird how I look? Should I try another suit again?" rory asked doubtfully as she looked at her own appearance and prepared to leave.

This is the seventh suit he has tried, and Nayla has not given a positive response even to him.

"No, no, no, no, no, this is perfect" said Nayla holding Rory's hand from leaving.

"It's the best of the best" he added, standing up.

Nayla circled around Rory and looked at him in awe.

The white tuxedo suit was perfectly attached to his body. Darkness with a tie that has a slightly lighter color wrapped in a white coat and white pants make Rory look different from usual when he was wearing another suit.

Nayla stretched out her hand and tidied Rory's hair with a little tiptoe.

"It just needs a finishing touch in your hair, and your appearance will be amazing" Nayla said with a sincere smile.

His hands switched to tidying up Rory's tie, leaving their gazes locked onto each other. With a gentle gesture, Rory wrapped her arms around Nayla's waist and pulled her closer, then leaned her face.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I'm not sure if I can still control myself" Rory whispered as she closed her lips to Nayla's ear.

Rory slightly distanced her face, but Nayla actually wrapped her hand around Rory's neck.

"Oh, really? I wonder how well you're in self-control" challenged Nayla as she brought Rory's face closer to her.

"You've been getting bolder lately, are you aware of that, Ma Cheri?" answer Rory slowly.

"Come on," answered Nayla raising her shoulder. "If so, you're the one to blame because you're the one who taught me" he continued.

"Hemm,," the grin grew on Rory's lips. "I don't mind about that as long as you show this attitude to me" Rory replied.

"Extreme,,"

The sound of other people's silence made the two of them look at a glance then laugh lightly. Nayla releases her hand, and Rory releases Nayla.

"Ehmm, do you like this suit, miss?" the shopkeeper smiled.

"More than that, personally I would have chosen this, but_," Nayla hung up her sentence as she looked at Rory.

"Are you comfortable in this suit or not, Roy?" nayla asked.

"Compared to the previous one, this is what feels most comfortable, so I will follow your decision," Rory replied.

"Then, we take this one for the tuxedo" Nayla said, turning to the waiter.

"Well," greeted him with a friendly smile.

"What about the dress, miss?" ask the waiter again.

"Are you going to try it today?" coined.

"Ah, right, you have to try it, Ma Cheri, I really want to see it" continued Rory enthusiastically.

"Isn't it your turn to try?" coined.

"Oh no, can we do it tomorrow?" please Nayla put on a face.

"Today has been exhausting enough" he added.

"No, tomorrow we have something else to work on, so finish it today as well" replied Rory folding his hand.

"No, well, if it'll be fair to you" Nayla murmured.

Rory chuckles softly as Nayla goes behind the curtain to try on a dress while she takes off the tuxedo she tried, then sits on the couch where Nayla was waiting.

Rory glanced at Nayla's bag on the sofa, then placed the bag beside her.

Waiting for Nayla to come out from behind the curtain, Rory smiled faintly as she recalled those who were about to get married. And this is where they are currently choosing clothes for their wedding.

Initially, Rory found it difficult when he wanted to talk about this with Nayla. But, somehow everything went very smoothly.

Both of Chris' parents who became guardians for Nayla also welcomed the plan enthusiastically. Since they had never met Nayla since they left the last time Nayla was a child, it made them feel bad about it.

However, Nayla asks them, including Chris, to accompany her as she gets married, as Nayla considers them her family.

Both of Rory's parents also opened their arms wide even though he had told her that Nayla was a kara, but both of Rory's parents only thought as long as they both loved each other, then they would support.

"BLACK,,,!!"

The sound of the curtain opening draws Rory from her daydream back to reality. He lifted his face to see Nayla who had been wearing a wedding dress.

The first white dress that Nayla tried was a sleeveless dress.

Rory felt it was beautiful, but immediately dodged dissatisfied. It made Nayla grumble softly but immediately asked the shopkeeper who helped her wear the dress to close the curtain to replace it with another dress.

The second dress gave the same reaction to Rory's face, until Rory's seventh dress still showed the same facial features.

Nayla ruffled her waist while narrowing her eyes, looking at Rory who was leisurely sitting on the sofa looking at her.

"Are you taking revenge on me, Roy?" ask Nayla.

"What can I say? This dress looks the same as the previous dress," argued Rory.

"That's not enough to show who you are with that dress" she added.

Nayla exhaled in surrender, and again closed the curtain.

"May I say something, miss?" ask the shopkeeper.

"Well, sure, just say it!" answer Nayla.

"To be honest from the first dress to the present, everything looks beautiful when you wear it. However, it seems like the master still sees less when you wear it, it seems like the master is very observant in this matter," said the sincere shopkeeper.

"And honestly, during my time working here, I have never met someone who fits all the dresses in our shop" she said sincerely.

"Don't overdo it, it's just a coincidence. And for someone like her, she just has her own taste" she said.

The shopkeeper simply smiled. Realizing Nayla is just humbling. He refocused on helping Nayla put on her style and re-opened the curtains when she was done.

"Roy, this is quite the last one, I'm getting tired. Moreover, wearing dresses is much more complicated and long," complained Nayla in despair.

"Not anymore, how many more dresses should I try?" nayla again.

"Nothing," Rory replied without distracting her.

"This is it, this is what I mean," exclaimed Rory with sparkling eyes.

"Akhirya," exhorted Nayla relieved. "Now help me get this off," Nayla told the shopkeeper.

"Wait a minute" stop Rory.

"What?" ask Nayla. "Didn't you choose this? And that means it's done, right?" coined.

"Why so rushed?" rory replied chuckling softly.

Rory approached Nayla who was still standing at her place, she moved her hand gesturing the shopkeeper to leave the two of them and give them a little time for privacy.

The waiter smiled understandingly and immediately left without a sound, then closed the room divider curtain.

"Now I can't wait to see you at the altar. And I have to wait until that day" Rory said.

Rory pulls Nayla back towards her, wrapping her hands around Nayla's waist.

"And you know what? It's called torture" Rory lamented.

"Wouldn't the time to wait be worth it?" welcome Nayla.

"Well, you're right" replied Rory smiling.

Rory slowly brought her face closer and gently kissed Nayla on the forehead, then smiled.

"I'll be waiting for you outside" whispered Rory.

Nayla takes a slow look, and Rory goes out with the waiter back in to help Nayla remove the dress she was wearing.

The two of them immediately left the store after their business was done.

Time quickly passed, their busy lives increased before their marriage. The two of them could not even meet due to the busyness and sheer amount of things that had to be taken care of for their marriage.

News of their marriage was greeted with enthusiasm by their respective fans.

Until the day of their wedding has arrived, the two of them have not had time to meet since the last two weeks. They just send each other messages and chat through cell phones to let go of their misses.

Nayla was in the dressing room where the outside was filled with guests who attended their wedding.

Wedding event held in an open place, tables and chairs neatly arranged with various foods and drinks have been presented on the table. Flowers, fabrics and lanterns also decorate the wedding venue.

"Mama never thought you'd be this beautiful in a wedding dress" Gloria said in tears.

"I'm even still inferior compared to the mama who has remained beautiful until now" Nayla replies looking at Gloria from the mirror.

"You never stop talking sweetly" Grloria answered wiping away her tears.

"Are you ready?" ask Gloria.

"I'm so nervous if you want me to be honest" replied Nayla grimacing.

"That's a good thing, haven't you seen her for a few days?" gloria Goda.

"Ma,," complained Nayla.

"Tante is very happy with your marriage, Louise, '" said Chris' mom.

"I'm no less happy for you, too, Nay" Rose said.

Rose accidentally comes to Nayla's wedding with her family.

"You've always been the best, Rose," replied Nayla.

"We'll wait outside" Rose said.

Rose came out after peeping Nayla's cheek followed by Chris and Gloria's mama.

Nayla came out of the dressing room and greeted Chris who was standing at the door. For a moment Chris was amazed by Nayla who is now wrapped in a wedding dress.

Chris immediately reached out his hand, which Nayla greeted.

"Why are you so tense,?" asked Chris chuckled softly realizing Nayla was clutching Chris' arm.

"I'm getting more nervous now" Nayla complained.

"You're beautiful, Louise. And the prettiest bride I've ever met," said Chris trying to bring Nayla to life.

"You ready?" ask Chris.

Nayla took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, putting her hand on Chris' arm.

"Just don't let me fall" Nayla said.

"Never, ever" replied Chris.

The two of them began to slowly step towards the altar. Every step of their way made the guests set their sights on the two of them. Nayla sees Rory waiting at the end of the altar with a smile on her face.

Until the moment the two of them had reached the end of the altar, Chris reached out Nayla's hand which Rory immediately greeted.

Nayla and Rory stared at each other until they stood before the priest who was about to marry them off.

The ceremony began quietly, until it came to the pronunciation of the sacred promise of their marriage was pronounced. They faced each other holding hands.

"To be with you alone is not enough, but from today onwards, I vow to make the most of every moment. You have made me the happiest man in the world today by agreeing to celebrate your life with me. I promise to stand by you as husband and friend, in sickness and health, sorrow and happiness, peace and chaos, as long as we both live, for you are the love of my life,"

The sacred promise that Rory uttered echoed filled the silence.

"You are everything I ever dreamed of and everything I need. Not only do I promise that my love for you grows every day, but I promise to be your friend and partner at every step, always there for you in prosperity and decline, healthy and sick, and will be here with you, for you, forever and always,"

Nayla completes her sacred promise after Rory.

"I promise to love you forever" said Rory and Nayla together.

Rory pinned Nayla's sweet ring, and alternately Nayla pinned Rory's sweet ring.

They then kissed to happy cheers from the guests. Gloria again shed her tears and smiled happily.

Kevin smiled satisfied, accompanied by other friends who were happy for their marriage.

Chris was no less happy with their marriage so without realizing it he shed tears.

Rory let go of Nayla and looked at Nayla's face with love in her eyes, smiled happily, then spread her gaze to all the guests present, slightly bowing her body accompanied by a thank you.

The sound of applause and happy cheers was again heard, even more rousing than before from all those who were witnesses to their marriage.

...********THE AND SEASON 1********...

See you in the Bonus Chapter, you,,,