Love In The Throne
The Bridal Wedding's

Oma Ana squeezes an angry photo sent by her man. Photos containing the behavior of his grandson who had brazenly lowered and left Nanda on the side of the road. His angry face looked very scary.

"That kid... How dare he break my orders" the wrinkled old hand still tightly grasped the photo paper. He was very angry at his grandson's behavior. It seems like Alvin's immediate marriage to Nanda is the best way for Alvin to appreciate a woman more.

"Prepare the car" Oma Ana's voice rang out loud.

"Good Madam" Without a long time, his personal assistant immediately obeyed the order and immediately prepared what he had been told.

The car is ready. Oma Ana directly entered the car with her furious face. His mood is less friendly today.

"Ke Boutique Didi" he said firmly to the driver.

"Okay Madam" replied Toni quickly the personal driver who had faithfully served her for twenty years.

Toni drives the car at a moderate pace and is very careful. His eyes were focused and focused on the streets. He did not want the incident a few days ago when he almost hit a gadia would happen again.

After traveling a distance and spending time traveling, Oma Ana's car finally arrived at the location in question. Oma Ana came out and walked slowly with the help of her scepter. The presence of Oma Ana in the boutique was warmly welcomed by the boutique owner. Didi, the name Oma Ana used to say. Oma Ana is very close to Didi. The clothes he wore were mostly the result of his dingin hand designs.

"Would Miss Ana come to visit my boutique? The Madam should not have bothered to come here. I can send my assistant to come to the Madam's house" Didi said politely to welcome Oma Ana.

"I wanted to come here on purpose. I'd like to ask you a favor"

"If I can indeed help Madam, then I will be happy to do so"

"Hmmm... Nice." Oma Ana nodded happily.

"I'm here to ask you to help me make a wedding dress for my grandson Alvin and his future wife." Oma Ana's voice sounded flat but was able to make Didi flabbergasted by her disbelief. He knows Alvin's character. The only grandson of his wayang cold and a little arrogant that is very difficult to be asked to marry is now arriving to be married. What a joyous news.

"Alvin's getting married? Really true?" didi's curious face was very clear. Oma Ana nodded confidently.

"Yes. She'll soon be married to the woman I've chosen for her"

"Does Alvin agree with the woman you chose?" Didi immediately felt bad when without realizing it his mouth had dared to issue a question that might make his client offended.

"He must agree with the woman I have chosen for him" Oma Ana replied flatly. Didi himself just nodded his head in a sign of understanding.

Oma Ana took out a piece of paper containing Nanda's home address and presented it to Didi.

"That's the home address of his future wife Alvin. Name's Nanda. Please come and take measurements of the wedding dress for her. Alvin's problem, you can measure it from the suit that Alvin used to wear."

"Alright Madam. I'm gonna go to your son-in-law's granddaughter-in-law soon and I'm gonna make her a beautiful wedding dress."

"Hmmm... Goody. Then excuse me" Oma Ana got up from her seat and prepared to wait for the driver to arrive.

"Madam, I thank you so much that the lady has entrusted your granddaughter's wedding dress to me. Again, I thank you" Didi said, half-bent.

"good. Be careful in the way, madam..." Didi escorted Oma Ana until she entered her luxury car and stared for a moment as the car disappeared from her boutique.

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The next day Didi immediately visited the address of the house that Oma Ana gave to him. Arriving at the address, Didi lowered her car glass staring at her from a distance and was stunned to not believe what she saw. A simple house measuring only 150 square meters lined with iron slabs that have been partially rusted looks very simple and far from the word luxurious let alone magnificent.

Didi seems to want to dispute the reality. But the small paper that he now holds that contains an address is indeed the house he went to. In a long breath before finally he decided to get out of the car and try to find the truth of his curiosity. The thought of a big madam like Oma Ana would be shared with someone from a very different family. You could say far from the estimate. There seems to be a mistake that has already happened in the Oma Ana family. Or did Oma Ana or her granddaughter Alvin get pressure from the residents of the house? Not likely either. Oma Ana is a wealthy man who has full power and abundant wealth that can defeat his enemies with just one snap of a finger.

Tuk.. Tuk.. Tuk...

With slightly hesitant footsteps, Didi ventured to knock on Nanda's door.

A sweet and beautiful young girl with hair down her shoulders looked at her in wonder behind the door.

"Sorry who are you?" ask Nanda flat.

"Oh sorry, I'm Didi from The Bridal Wedding. Sorry is this Miss Nanda's house? More precisely Miss Vernanda?" Didi asked in her elegant and polite style.

Nanda's gaze was slightly astonished, noticing the appearance of the middle-aged man who was now before him. The white man in glasses, with fashionable and simple but elegant clothes complete with shiny shoes showing the price that is certainly expensive is staring at him also with a gaze that is not less heralded.

"Yes right. I'm Vernanda. I don't seem to know you. What do you need to find me?" nanda's tone sounded hesitant and kept a little distance.

"I was here commissioned by Lady Ana to measure your body" Nanda was flabbergasted by the word body measure. What the hell does that mean?

"Mrs Ana? You mean Oma Ana?" Nanda repeats the same name to make sure and convince himself of the person in question is the same person he knows.

"Ah, yes. Is correct. Oma Ana's. He asked me to make you a wedding dress. That's why I purposely came straight here to measure your body and I'll make that dress for your wedding."

"Wedding ga-dress?" Nanda was struck by Didi's remarks which confirmed his arrival.

For a moment Nanda was silent. His brain forced him to think hard. She has agreed to a pact with Oma Ana about marrying her granddaughter, Alvin. But that made him not think that his wedding plan would be this fast. Even to just talk to Alvin was not entirely he did. The arrogant and cold attitude of Alvin seemed to have a very thick bulkhead that fortified him and himself. What if this marriage really happened? What will the shape of the house be like?

"May I go in to start my work immediately?" didi's speech suddenly disperse the reverie of Nanda. Nanda nodded quickly and let Didi into his house.

Didi immediately measured in detail Nanda's body and recorded it in her small agenda book. It only took a short while for her to complete the measurement task for Nanda's wedding dress. Nanda himself also did not ask much about what color and what kind of model of dress he would make for her later. He is self-aware that he has no right to ask for or even arrange everything related to his marriage later. For him, the kindness of Oma Ana, who had eliminated her father's debt and bore all the medical expenses of her mother, was enough. Now it remains him who must do his duty to pay the goodwill of Oma Ana for what he and his family have received.

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