Love, after the wedding

Love, after the wedding
Surprise


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A frenetic atmosphere full of dimly lit lights and ornamental flowers surround Marsha's Villa. What a beautiful night, Hans came to the Altar of the feast, Marsha welcomed him. The table is neat and elegant. Hans was amazed and praised Marsha for ending "Honey. What do you think? Do you like it?" marsha asked embracing Hans body. Hans smiled then grabbed Marsha by the waist and hugged her tightly "Thank you dear. I like it so much" Hans replied as he kissed Marsha's forehead gently.


"Let's go to the park area... There is a very romantic dance area. Tonight, you're the first man who should dance with me" Marsha explained. Hans nodded while smiling lightly.


Hans was very happy when Marsha really paid attention to him. Even Marsha would like to have such a lavish birthday party...


The Villa supervisor came and welcomed Hans as well as Marsha "Young master... Miss Marsha, guests are starting to arrive... Please welcome them" the Villa supervisor's name is Mr. Mold.


"Well Mr. Mold, we'll be there soon" Marsha explained. Hans's face seemed to be beaming with a series of eyes also seemed to sparkle easily only because Marsha gave him a special surprise.


Hans started to greet the guests... He began shaking hands and opened the event, and expressed his gratitude for the arrival of important guests who had been invited by Marsha to make Hans amazed at him.


Instantly laughter and cheer began to decorate a bright night with full moon decorations as well as thousands of stars that twinkled.


In the middle of his happiness, Hans did not expect that out of the dozens of invited guests who were present there. He will be surprised by the arrival of the man he is most reluctant to in his world.


"Hans! Congratulations on..." Say a dashing guy with a big high character. Although he has been a little inedible age, but it seems that Mr. Angga is very healthy and fit.


Hans was wide and silent. He was very stiff when he turned towards the voice of the voice. When the net starts to confirm. It was so shocked that his eyes were round in spurts"A-dad..." Stuttering Hans.


"Hans. My boy... You are getting more handsome and more mature" said the father while hugging his son who was in front of him.


"Sister... Happy birthday yes" Sahut Ginaya started hugging her brother's back. Marsha turned her face looking fed up when she saw that harmonious scene.


"Dad. Thanks for coming.... Sorry if I forgot to tell you" Stuttered Hans looking for an excuse.


"What's wrong. I understand, your work hours must be solid... Therefore, Father was told by Richi if you will have a birthday party at this Villa" explained the father at length.


"real sister. I miss Kania's sister's cooking. Can I meet him? Where is he?" ask Ginaya.


Hans panics and starts looking for a good alsaan to keep his father from suspecting "Eh... Daddyh. Actually my wife is not well... So, he chose to stay at home" Hans explained, whispering his neutrals into Marsha as if he was afraid that Marsha would hear Hans' explanation of his wife.


"What's? Kania is sick? I need to see him right away... My father wants to go home first" Ginaya hastened and tried to get home early. But Hans pulls his hand and throws Ginaya at Richi "Gina! Better talk to Richi. He said Richi misses you!" Hans was looking for an alibi.


Hans's father suspected Hans of his chaotic behavior "What's the matter Hans? Are you sick?" ask Mr. Angga.


Cold sweat began to pour out, Hans began to fidget over the reason that was full of lies.


"No Well. I'm just not feeling good... Because he left Kania, he was home" Hans stuttered.


"... If you do that... Don't think you'll get daddy's treasure!" keep the father at length. Hans could only swallow his own saliva fearfully.


Finally Ginaya and his father came home after a few minutes after meeting the eldest son...


"Dam. Why did you come here... It's all because of Richi!" Hans was upset.


Marsha approaching "Honey. What are you guys talking about... You guys seem to be talking about something very serious?" marsha asked very curious.


"No... He was just talking about the gift I just received was very expensive" Hans explained looking for an excuse.


"...Gee. Did ya? What'sthat?" Marsha asked in shock.


"Here we go?" hans starts showing his new car keys to Marsha. Marsha was amazed and started to smile broadly 'Wah. Dear... If you have time... I want to go both ways with this car, huh?" pinta Marsha praying.


"Yes. Sure do... If it makes you happy, anything I'll do" Hans replied.


"Yay.. You're the best baby" Kania hugged Hans so tightly.


"alright... Come and welcome the guests." Pinta Hans headed to the welcome gate.


The guests started to be full, they looked beautiful and handsome as well as so dignified. The guests seemed to enjoy the party. Hans was very satisfied... However, a few moments later. A loud noise began to fill the party. Even the sound of the whisper made the music that was playing began to be covered and almost lost.


"Oh astgaa's... Isn't that the owner of Valgin Group?" Ask the guests.


"really. Wow it's a miracle to meet Ceo Valgi here." rumour.


The guests began to side their bodies and then give way, when the most special guest stepped by holding the hand of the brown haired woman so elegantly.


"That's pretty... Who's he bringing?" ask every male or female guest. Newspaper reporters were getting busy photographing...


Because of the noise and very disturbing, Hans approached the center to the row and began to ascertain what happened with his own eyes.


When he was in front of Ceo Valgin. How surprised he was when he looked at someone beside the man so gracefully and glamorously. He was very fond of her...


"Why is he here" Hans murmured annoyed.


"Hey. Happy birthday to you... Mr. John... May you live a long life" Wily said with a straight look at Hans. Hans was very emotional when Wily came with the woman he did not miss.


Hans's hands clenched tightly and his lips began to bite tightly as if it was an anxious "Who invited you to my mustard?" hans asked furiously his hand on his tightly-fisted head looked extremely wrathful at this moment.