THE MAFIA!
The Chapter 130

Tuxedo expensive tie ribbon, made by famous designers attached to the gallant body of the Master Mafia. Dark brown shoes are fantastic value even wrapped his feet. The latest Rolex watch is circular on the right wrist. A red rose tucked in the left pocket.

While Chania, she in her light blue dress had stood beautifully in front of her husband. Brownish blonde hair in let wavy. Only a few parts of the right and left are pulled to the back of the head, then in a small crown with a real diamond on top of his head. And a bunch of flowers were already in his grasp.

They had made a sacred promise at that time. So that this time is just a festive party in his title. Presenting a variety of important guests and also business partners. Both the business world and the black world he played.

Michael proudly wore his wife's clothespin. Stand face to face from behind the door decorated with flowers - classic flowers that are prepared for them to enter the ballroom.

"Are you ready?" ask Michael lirih.

"It's so thrilling, Honey.." Chania touched his chest. Feel the beat that feels faster than usual.

"It's gonna be okay, honey! you can hold my hand as hard as you can. The origin of your nervousness is gone." Michael kissed the back of his clasped hand.

"Yes, Honey..." Chania smiled, looking at the lips of Michael who landed softly on the back of her hand.

A pair of small children are prepared to accompany the bride's steps. They spread red rose petals along the carpet that Michael and Chania would pass through. So that the red rose petals will blend with the white rose petals that have been scattered first.

Step by step, take them into the ballroom area, to be seen by all invited guests.

The sound of a romantic song called You're still the One by Shania Twain accompanies Chania and Michael who instantly become the center of attention.

Highlight the eyes and bright smiles of those who were happy, scattered in the ballroom as Michael and Chania followed a pair of tiny steps.

The guests stood up. Most of them took out mobile phones to capture the special moment of the Mafia. Either to be saved later, or to be posted on their social media accounts.

Sania and Oliver, the two girls compactly took pictures of the most advantageous position.

No less than the shots of invited guests, then the camera journalist of choice has also repeatedly taken pictures of a pair of Kings and Queens today. Of course to then make trending topics out there.

Many of the daughters of Sebastian Corporation's business associates attended the grand event this time. And of course it makes them feel jealous of the figure of a woman who is now walking with a handsome man who is their target. Broken hearts congregation, maybe suitable to pin on them.

For entrepreneurs who have a daughter the same age as Chania was certainly disappointed because they had to end the wishful thinking to have a great daughter-in-law like Michael Xavier.

A smile emanated from Chania's sweet lips along her steps. Gives the best facial expression for the most thrilling moment of his life.

Unlike the Mafia, which looks cold. But it shows that he really loves the woman next to him.

Arriving at the bride's throne, Michael immediately pulled his wife's waist to face each other. He was possessive of his wife's waist. Showing the world that his arm belonged to a beautiful woman before him.

Two chests are just a bunch of flowers. Waist down, barely touching. Two eyes meet each other in a straight line. Equally shines love from the bottom of the heart. Both of their heartbeats were beating quite fast. Lips choked to say the words of love, repeating the sacred promise they once said in a suburban church.

"I love you, Baby." said Michael.

"I love you too, Honey!" chania Regards.

"The world knows you from this moment on, baby. If someday our love is tested, believe me... Nothing will stop me from loving you!" michael was serious. "There will not be one woman who can replace you as Madame Xavier!" Michael resolute. "I'm Michael Xavier, will always and continue to love you in joy and sorrow. In rich or poor. And take care of you with my life!" michael said louder than ever

Speak in front of all invited guests, as if asking them to be a living witness to their love journey in the future.

Throwing each other a smile of trust. The novelty, it attracts several pairs of eyes. How handsome the Mafia Lord is when he smiles sincerely like that.

"Kiss! kiss it! kiss it!"

Shouts from all the invited guests, making the introduction for the two lips finally meet. Lovingly clutching with closed eyes. It was as if there were no other lips sweeter for each of them.

The boisterous sound of applause, made the two finally wake up to end the kissing session. And switch with a flower throwing session.

All the unmarried people were standing right in front of the stage. Sania and her beloved Chef Reno join hands, as do Oliver and the French Mafia gang Darrel Harcourt. They stand with the same hope. Equally hoping to get flowers, to then be happy in a marriage bond.

Again, marriage is not the end of the struggle. Living together, bringing together two habits that were previously done alone - alone to then be done together is not an easy thing.

But at least, by getting married, you will get love. Both born and inner will get halal affection.

Aligning two different thoughts is not an interesting challenge. The problem will continue to exist. Change every time. Testing the heart - the heart that may be when it is fragile or disappointed.

Just how do we deal with any future problems. Heavy days, between colored moments due to the presence of juniors. Successors to their names, thrones and blood.

Michael and Chania stood their backs to the poets with a bunch of flowers in their hands.

"One.." MC's voice gave the code to get them ready to throw flowers.

"Two..."

"Three..!"

Two pairs of hands swung up and threw the white flower arrangement towards the back. A bunch of bridal flowers slammed into the air. Form a semicircle. Make those who wait cry out hysterically, hoping that the flower will fall on their hands.

However, the flower then slammed far behind them, and fell on the lap of a girl in a wheelchair.

All eyes look back. And make the recipient of the flower as the end point of their view. It's just that they were astonished, because the flowers actually fell on the lap of the girl who did not join the scramble. He happened to be with a mother behind him.

Yes, Selena Arlington was present at the time. Allowing herself to sit in a wheelchair with a dress prepared by Designer Chania.

He was present at the last minute. Coinciding with the flower throwing session. Hoping to get the Mafia Lord, he actually got the flower throw.

"Selena.." murmured Chania.

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