
I looked at my face and also my appearance in the mirror pointed by Rikas. I glanced at me but my gaze was on him.
Deg
'Scope!' I'm in my heart.
My eyes looked into his eyes, we met a look, and somehow his shady eyes made me reluctant to turn my eyes away from him. I even looked towards her hand that felt so warm and soft as it held my arm.
"Ekhem!" deheman miss Puspa made me gasp and turned my gaze towards her who was approaching us.
"Hows it? I was always right in my first choice. Want this dress? or see him wear the other one first?" he asked again and I saw from the mirror reflection, he was releasing his hand from my arm.
Miss Puspa hit Rikasi's arm quite hard because her voice could even be heard clearly.
Plakk
"If Samuel sees you touching his future wife, he might cut off this hand!" exclaim Puspa while staring intently at Riksa.
And this time I was also confused by the reaction shown by Riksa, he did not smile awkwardly or scratch his nape as usual when he realized he was doing something inappropriate.
This time his reaction was only to retreat backwards away from me and Puspa as well.
"I'm going to the toilet, Puspa please take a picture of her some poses while wearing this dress, I'll show the boss!" exclaim it while passing.
"Hey, did I ask you again or not?" exclaim Puspa but Rikksa already out of the room. He walked in a hurry.
"What's wrong with her?" muttered Puspa and like her it also represents the question in my heart on Rikas.
"Miss Puspa, this is it! I really like this dress!" I said I ventured because I really like this dress.
Puspa touched my shoulder slowly.
"Well, you really fit in this dress. And yes, don't call me miss. Just call me Puspa, Samuel and Torment are my friends and because you will be Samuel's wife. That means you are my friend too!" she said with a smile on her lips that made this woman in front of me look so beautiful.
"Now I'll call my photographer, wait a minute!" he told me and I obeyed what he said.
I stood up while looking at the dress I was wearing from the reflection of the mirror.
"Well, it's true people say. People can change what they wear. With a dress as beautiful as this it turns out I can also look beautiful!" I muttered while giggling amusedly myself hearing what I said.
The Rikas Nugraha POV
Brakkk
I smashed my fist against the wall in the toilet. I'm punishing this hand of mine that has been presumptuous to touch the arm of my own boss' future wife.
I looked at my face in the mirror, but even the image of Naira smiling and wearing the wedding dress was visible.
"No, Riku don't do this. Don't make trouble, don't spoil everything Samuel has arranged, you promised the big lady and master to always be the person he can trust the most! come on Rikas." I said advising and reminding myself.
I rubbed my hair rough. I can't bear to see a girl as innocent and a family as good as the Naira family had to get involved with boss Samuel's plan. But on the other hand, I am just a man who will always support everything Samuel's boss does.
I came out of the toilet, and my cell phone rang and the name on the caller was Samuel's boss.
"How's Rikas? is everything going well?" ask boss Samuel.
"Everything went smoothly boss, did the boss want to see Naira, she's already wearing a dress...!"
"No need, just make sure he doesn't embarrass me at the wedding. That's enough! never mind, I trust you so much. I have a meeting in an hour. Don't forget to buy clothes for his family too, make sure everything runs smoothly!" boss Samuel's orders.
"Good boss!" sahut.
Boss Samuel then cut off his phone call. I breathed deeply. I have to do my job well. There can be no mistakes.
I went back to the meeting room, and there Naira was shooting. He looked very clumsy, but his natural expression made me smile when I looked at him.
I approached, approaching Puspa. He took a quick glance at me then paid attention to Naira's photo shoot.
"Why so long? are you looking at your mistakes?" ask Puspa to me. He is very sensitive. He even knows what I'm doing in the toilet.
"You peeked at me?" ask her to joke with him.
He elbowed my stomach, and it made you chuckle.
"Your breakfast has come, you want to have breakfast first or you want to wait...!"
"I'll wait for Naira!" snatch me up quickly.
"Oho, look! I'm not even done saying it. Look for Rikasi's girlfriend, otherwise I'm so worried you'll like your boss's wife later!" he yelled at me.
"That can't be Puspa, you know even my life he asked me to give, so...!"
Plakk
Puspa hit me, made me stop talking.
"Don't say anything like that again! Samuel would never do that, you know, even if he was loud and arrogant. He loves you so much! So don't say that again. I haven't prepared a special dress to come to the funeral home!" said Puspa looks upset.
Mila, Puspa's assistant brought Naira to change clothes when she was done with her shooting session. Puspa has also left because there are other clients who come, like his is not this many are married. I even had to pay double the price to get the building that boss Samuel wanted as his wedding venue.
I decided to wait for Naira in the Puspa room, because our breakfast was prepared there. A few minutes later, Naira entered the room with a lot of paper bags.
"Hi Rikas, look at this! Puspa gave me a lot of clothes. She's so nice, she said all this was her gift to me!" naira was very excited.
I scrunched my forehead.
"Gift of Puspa?" ask me while grabbing a paper bag and looking at the contents.
'Well, Puspa's dress. It seems like he has also considered Naira his best friend!' my mind is happy.
The Rikas Nugraha POV end
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