Wife Contract CEO
49

Meanwhile Stella is picking up her husband Damar at the airport. Stella leaves from home directly to the airport. The plan was to go straight to the hotel where Samuel and Naira were married after the airport.

A few minutes Stella waited for Damar's arrival, and after a while finally the damar came out of the door of foreign arrival. Stella breathed a sigh of relief, and approached her husband.

"Good morning Stella, long wait for me?" asked Damar who immediately embraced and hugged his wife.

Stella's assistant helps Damar carry his bag, Damar only carries a medium-sized bag. Because of course his clothes already have his Mansion.

"How was your trip?" ask Stella

"Everything's good!" damar answered while taking Stella to walk outside the airport to the direction where their car was waiting in front of the airport exit.

"The princess is there waiting for you?" ask Stella again.

Damar nodded his head.

"Yes, he's already there because of that I'm calm!" answer Damar. And they get in the car to the hotel where the wedding will be held.

The Princess is Damar's cousin, but she has also been living with Grandpa Virendra for a long time, She is also a Doctor. Internal medicine specialist, and he is also very close to the Virendra family. Because most of the time he did spend with the Virendra family rather than with his own family.

He was about 30 years old, but he was not married. Because he had a trauma that he could not easily forget. Her boyfriend, her future husband, died of an accident on the day their wedding was to be delivered. Because of that, the Princess, or complete Doctor Princess Ghassani still chose to be alone until now.

"She congratulated Samuel and Naira, and she put the gift in my bag! I don't know what it is either, but I don't think Samuel, he wouldn't have done it!" obviously Damar's in the car on the way.

"I know, it's very hard for him. I hope one day someone can make him believe that it is fate and not his fault! She's a very nice woman, she takes care of her father selflessly, she's even taken care of Adam, and she also thinks of Samuel as her own sister. I really hope that one day he will be happy!" stella said softly.

"I hope so too. Then how is the preparation. Is everything finished?" ask Damar.

Stella nodded her head quickly.

"Of course, just stay the show. I've even decorated Samuel's bridal room so romantically, I've also placed a special aromatherapy candle so we can quickly have a grandchild!" stella said while chuckling.

"What's? didn't you say that you felt that there was something strange about their relationship? why even act like that? pity Naira if what you think is true, she's just an excuse for Samuel not to marry Natasha!" clearly Damar who does not agree with the idea of ignorance from Stella.

"But Mas, I felt that Samuel was actually also interested in Naira, only that he had not realized it! I was wondering why they could date for four months, but I don't know. But anyway I like Naira a lot, she looks like me!" stella is at length.

"Alright, but don't interfere more than that on their wedding night!" damar's warning to Stella.

Damar knew well that his wife was full of thousands of wits, but Damar also did not want to force Samuel and Naira relationship. The problem of having a grandchild sooner or later, Damar believes that all that has been arranged. And certainly not Stella, his wife.

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Meanwhile at the hotel, everyone was busy preparing themselves. Rama's father, mother and Ibras were in their rooms. Dad is of course one room with Anisa's mother. And Naira, she was also in the VIP room where Samuel would also be there to make up and change clothes.

Currently Naira is in the make up for a family photo event, Puspa even came specifically to prepare clothes that will be worn by Naira.

"Well, any outfit can indeed cling perfectly to your body Nai!" puspa praised Naira from the door.

Naira immediately turned her head, she smiled happily to see the arrival of Puspa. Naira even stood up and was about to approach Puspa but her makeup artist got in the way.

"Miss, don't get up. Your hair is not finished!" say the makeup artist.

Puspa smiled and approached Naira.

"Don't like that Nai, you're not wearing a shirt and jeans as usual, you're wearing a dress and headdress that is quite complicated. So do not just run or wake up suddenly like that. Can't be ya!" puspa told Naira to be more careful.

Naira smiled and nodded her head. According to him what Puspa said was true, he had only done reflex movements because he was so happy to see Puspa.

"I also bring shoes with flat heels, not high heels, I think it will make your movement easier! the color is also neutral, it will perfectly match your dress. Nor will it be visible because your dress will cover it!" clearly Puspa is long in width while showing his latest design shoes.

Puspa did that because during practice wearing high heels on the last wedding dress meeting, Naira had difficulty walking properly. So Puspa deliberately made the appropriate shoes and that will make Naira feel comfortable.

"Thank you so much Puspa, you're so nice!" naira said with sparkling eyes. He was so happy, such a famous person and such a high social status as Puspa cared so much for him and was willing to help him even without him asking for it.

Puspa nodded his head and smiled.

"That's what Naira's friend is for! Oh, your future husband hasn't come yet?" ask Puspa while looking around the room. There was no sign of the arrogant man's nose and his belongings were also not uncovered from the suitcase carried by Puspa's men from the boutique.

"I haven't seen him!" answer Naira.

"Maybe not if she changes her mind and runs away from marriage?" puspa asked with the intention of just joking with Naira.

"Maybe it?" asked Naira back to make Puspa even frowned.

It seems that his intention was to tempt Naira instead of attacking her own. Because Naira didn't look panicked when Puspa said that. Instead, Naira looked happy.

'Well, I hope he really runs away! if he's the one in the fog, he's the one who broke the contract, yes, I'll be free!' inner Naira pleased.

The author POV end

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