Taming Mr Dominant

Dream Marriage

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"What color you like for your wedding theme, Anabelle?" Mamma asked me whilst flipped the wedding album, her fingers explored wedding sample photo one by one and her eyes examined it scrupulously.

It's had been a week since I accepted this matchmaking, more than a coercion to me actually. I had met Elise a couple of times, since that she told me to called her "Mamma", -that's how they said Mom in Italian- she wanted to feel personal closeness with me, experienced how it felt to have a daughter, she said.

Her attitude towards me changed little by little from our frequently meeting. Turned out she was not that haughty like what I thought. But still, she set her pride really high.

Well, anyway I really hoped Mamma likes me.

"Did Rocco tell Mamma about the color he wants?"

"You didn't yet talk about this to him?" Asked Mamma whilst still occupied by the album.
Mamma was the one who gave Rocco number for me, didn't Rocco itself, so I wondered if he knew my number.

"Not yet Mamma. Anabelle tried to called him but he did not answer. Maybe he was busy."
She put the album with booming sound on the table. I and Julie, our event organizer, looked each other.

"Sorry, Mamma. I will try to call him later."

"No. I will arrange your meeting with Rocco. This time, try to talk to him, Anabelle." Mamma seemed irked to see me.

Mamma then reached her phone from the bag and called Rocco.

They talked in Italian. Didn't want to eavesdropping their conversation, but thanks to Italian course Mom had given to me, I could understand what they were talking about. Mamma reproved Rocco for he didn't want talked to me and asked him to pick up my phone call. Well I was a bit happy that Mamma was at my side.

"Call him when you have time." Mamma said frimly then gulped her wine while I just nodded my head. What a heavy drink in the morning if I may say.

"Color and theme can wait for later. Just make it fast forward to catering. Do you have food recommendation, Anabelle, Mrs. Abrahamson?" Julie's high pitch voice broke the silence.
I hesitated to speak but if I didn't, maybe Mamma would be mad at me again, so i tried to speak.

"Maybe we can make 3 buffet for 3 food themes. We can make Western, England, and Italy food so every guest can taste 3 different kind of food savor." I said carefully, afraid I made Mamma irked again.

"Yes, we do her way." Mamma smiled and nodded hearing my idea.

I casted down my eyes, shy and a little bit proud, turned out Mamma didn't get cranky.

It's been 3 hours and it seemed this marriage preparation never met the ending, start from wedding theme, food, lights, wedding car, wedding gown, bride maids gowns, groom maids suit, and so on.

Mamma called famous designer came to my to measured me so they can design my gown for engagement, wedding ceremony, reception, and the after party.