Second Marriage: My Strongest Bodyguard

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.

Stevan Darlene walked into the room smiling at Bryana. "It seems I saw your mother getting married to me 30 years ago. You are so beautiful and prettier than your mother, Sweetheart."

Bryana sighed while looking down, then looked back at the mirror where she saw that her father was standing behind her. "Sometimes I still can't accept that mommy never witnessed my marriage for the first time or the second time. mommy left too soon so that I did not feel complete happiness."

"We cannot fight the destiny that has been outlined by God, Sweetheart. Your mom is already dead, but she is always in your father's heart, in your heart, and in the hearts of all who love her ... Smile on this happy day, and your mom will also be happy to see you from heaven." Stevan tried to strengthen Bryana. Even though he was very sad, because his wife left so quickly, to be precise several years before Bryana moved to Jakarta and married Alex.

Bryana nodded steadfastly and looked back at her reflection with her father in the mirror. She smiled and said, "Thanks for accepting Dean ... he is very insecure because of his status who only works as a Bodyguard. but because of Daddy, he became confident and excited to undergo this marriage."

Stevan smiled faintly seeing the blush on Bryana's increasingly visible face. her daughter is very beautiful. "He loves you a lot, Sweetheart. Dad only encourages him and ... and for sure dad wants to see him make you happy and comfortable. There's nothing dad wants, only to see you and Raymond happy."

Bryana nods then remember Dean who was always afraid of his wife's death in the past. "He's a nice guy and had a dark past at his first marriage ... He won't let me get hurt in the slightest and I will also continue to endure even though the wheels sometimes turn and trials sometimes come. I will always defend my marriage. so that it doesn't fail like my marriage before."

Stefan sighed and patted Bryana lightly on the shoulder. "Yes, I understand. I hope you are always happy. I don't want to see my most beautiful daughter being a widow again, because it looks painful to dad. May this be your last marriage."

"I'm going to be Dean Jackson's wife forever. Daddy takes it easy." Bryana smiled reassuringly.

"Yes, because you love him so much, so does he." Stevan sighed, then switched to glancing at the arriving waiter.

"Sir, Mrs. Bryana has been invited to go to the altar," said Susan, who already looked beautiful wearing a simple but elegant white dress with a slightly open chest and a cleft in her thigh that exposed her smooth skin.

Bryana swallowed her saliva, took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, trying to neutralize herself who was starting to get nervous because the moment of marriage is a sacred moment that connects humans to promise each other in front of God. She immediately got up and glanced at the father who reached out to her, then nodded as if to indicate that he was ready.

"Come on, Sweetheart. Daddy will take you to the man you love," cried Stevan with a warm smile.

Bryana also held his father's hand. She was standing on her feet that were already wearing golden-white heels. She wrapped her arm around her father's arm and walked out of the room, followed by Susan.

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At the altar decorated with white roses in several corners, Dean was standing near the pastor who will lead his wedding ceremony with Bryana which is done simply in the garden beside Bryana's large house. There are white tents decorated with flowers and wooden chairs with classic themes that are neatly lined up by the guests

The man smiled with his heart beating fast, saw his bride already seen coming out of the house and walking towards him with her father by passing a white carpet with a length of about 30 meters. He was so handsome, he looked more respectable and dignified in a black tuxedo suit with a bow tie that matched the color of his tuxedo, then combed his hair in a pompade style.

"Oh my God, she's going to marry me. She is my employer, my love after Clarissa, and I beg you never to take her from me like Clarissa. Let us together until our hair turns white, let me with her raise our children," whispered Dean with tears in his eyes welcoming Bryana's approaching arrival. Oh God, he was so moved, happy, and looking grateful.

Bryana walked on with her legs shaking with nervousness. Her heart was beating faster because it was the attention of all the guests. She saw Dean who was so handsome. She got closer and closer and could see him wiping the tears with his thumb. 'He cries? oh, he's so happy with this marriage,' she thought filled with gratitude for feeling so loved.

'If you knew, I can't even say anything right now but to say that I love you and promise to always make you happy, throw away your pain and loneliness. Smile, Dean Jackson.' cried Bryana to herself.

Lily sat with Calvin and Sofia smiled happily as she glanced at Bryana who was walking towards the altar, while Kareen, who was sitting on her left, had a sour face because she still didn't accept Dean's decision to choose to marry Bryana.

'I HATE SEEING THIS!' Kareen chuckled inwardly. Oh God, whoever cares about your hatred, just look for another man, because a feeling cannot be forced.

Louis, who was wearing a black tuxedo with a bow tie, sat next to Lauren and Monica who were wearing simple but elegant white dresses with open shoulders and letting their beautiful hair fall on their shoulders, which were white and smooth.

"Lauren, when did you realize they were getting married?" whispered Monica, bringing her face closer to Lauren's ear but her eyes glanced toward Bryana who was approaching the altar.

"Yesterday, when the decorations for this garden started to be made," Lauren whispered. "I was very surprised, but I'm happy that they finally got married. They are so harmonious."

"Yes, I saw their chemistry from the start seeing them as employer and bodyguards ...I hope their relationship will last and I hope I will soon find my love too," said Monica, sometimes glancing at Raymond who sat beside Louis about three meters away from her.

"I never thought they would suddenly get married," murmured Raymon who sat beside Louis. He was so handsome and charm in a black tuxedo without wearing a tie and combed his hair with a haircut style.

"Maybe they match," said Louis, who once idolized Bryana.

"If it doesn't match it won't get married," Raymond said casually as he stared at Bryana and his father who had arrived at the altar.

"Don't you like their marriage?" asked Louis with his eyes on the altar.

"Of course I like. My sister looks so happy and Dean looks so sincere. Looks like he had cried earlier," Raymond replied with an amused smile at Dean who was burly but whiny.

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On the altar decorated with white flowers, Dean smiled at Bryana as he stretched out his hand.

With her heart pounding because Dean's smile was so enchanting, Bryana let go of her arm around her father's arm, then accepted Dean's hand. She went up to the altar by passing two steps with her future husband who led her to the pastor who was waiting.

They also stand side by side, sometimes glancing at each other and smiling until the pastor who is a middle-aged man with a typical European face who was deliberately imported from London, starts the sacred wedding ceremony.

"You are so beautiful," Dean whispered with a smile looking at Bryana before the Pastor began the blessing.

"You're handsome too," Bryana said with a shy smile.

"You will be my wife, the mother of my children, from today until the handshake," whispered Dean with a look full of meaning.

Bryana just nodded with a happy hue on her face.. Ah, she almost fainted because Dean's gaze was so deep in her, making her wild soul struggling to hug, then kissing her very handsome groom.

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