Be the bride
One week passed...
Bryana stared at her reflection in the mirror as the waitress put the veil on her head. She was already so beautiful and dazzling wearing thick makeup with a white strapless wedding dress that could not hide the beautiful curves of her body. A flowery stitch was made to fill the entire surface of the dress. The woman looks simple but still elegant and classy.
"Oh my God, I did not think that you would fulfill my prayer to marry Dean. I did not expect more than an eternity from our marriage. .I hope this will be the last marriage for me and past failures will never be repeated." Bryana looked down in gratitude and prayed until the knocking sound from the door was not too loud.
Bryana turned and smiled knotty seeing his father, who looked manly even though he was old, wearing a black tuxedo suit with a bow tie matching the tuxedo and combing his hair in a pomade style.