22| The Celebration

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"No don't come in yet" I yell at Dari as I quickly finish applying my lipgloss

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"No don't come in yet" I yell at Dari as I quickly finish applying my lipgloss. My husband has been continuously knocking at our door for about an hour now. His patience was running out and I won't be surprised if he banged the door open.

He was hosting a party tonight and I was extremely anxious. Sainty was trying to scare me by telling me that more than five hundred people will be here tonight, but he quickly shut up when My husband glared at him.

I still didn't want to go out and meet new faces. I had a constant fear of embarassing myself and being socially awkward. It's not my fault though. I always do something stupid and cause trouble. What if I break our cutlery? Oh no. I don't think I can do it but at the same time, I know that if I say that I won't show up, Dari would cancel the party and I don't want that.

My husband just signed a 20 billion dollars deal and he was throwing a celebration party , I won't be a party popper. It's a very big day for him and so I'll try to act cool, just for him.
He had decorated the whole house with white and pink roses, just because I insisted. He's adorable like that!

"Come on, little wife. You'll be safe with me si?" If he doesn't like my outfit, I'll ugly cry. I decided to wear a white dress pairing it with platform heels and dimond earrings, dari gifted me. The dress was a little short and it revealed my fading scars, so I spent thirty minutes in covering them up with different types of foundations.

I look at myself one last time in the mirror, my goodies look bigger

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I look at myself one last time in the mirror, my goodies look bigger. Is that a good thing?
My hair were in place and my cherry lips gave a glossy look to my face. A light pink blush covered my cheeks and nose. Hehe. I think Dari will like it.

I strap my heels, clicking the floor as I walk towards the door to open it. My husband stood infront of the me, leaning against the wall as he fixed his gold Rolex. He was dressed in a perfectly ironed white shirt which was neatly tucked in black trousers with a black blazer. His tatted and veiny hands were covered with rings and he wore a gold bracelet in his left hand. Dari's white shirt wasn't fully buttoned which revealed his tattoos and chain. Holy waters.

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