"Tsk, so you're defying your own death?" Mark mumbled heard by Alana.
"Aren't you the one who wanted me to marry you by threatening my best friend?" Then where is my fault? "If you look around, you are not an incapable man," Alana replied lightly, and she easily turned the situation to Mark, who looked a little depressed.
Mark was confused. If there was a fear that radiated in the girl's body in front of him, then why did he now look very much looking forward to his wedding? What was the girl really planning?
"Oh yeah, what's your name, arrogant man?" asked Alana, with one eyebrow raised.
"Mark," Mark replied spontaneously. He didn't want to prolong their conversation.
"Okay, Mark, my beloved future husband, I will prepare as beautifully as possible to marry you, and right after we marry, I will immediately plan how to get rid of you, perhaps by poisoning you on our first night together."Mark furrowed his brows. He wanted to argue with Alana again, but he didn't because he thought this girl was a little weird and rather than being confused, he'd better get out of this room now.
But when Mark was about to turn his body away from Alana, Mark's ears actually heard screams from inside the room. "My name is Alana. Remember the name of your future wife, future husband!"
Mark shook his head, and he continued his journey to the ballroom to deliver the news that his marriage was still going on, even though it was with a different bride. But Mark just hoped that Alana wouldn't act stupid at the party.
All attention was focused on Mark. When the man's footsteps slowly entered the ballroom area, he was greeted with various question marks in the minds of the guests. "Please be patient for a moment; my future wife is being made up," said Mark, explaining what happened.
And hearing the notification from Mark managed to make the guests silent and nod their heads in understanding that they were back to enjoying the party that was held by Mark in this very luxurious ballroom.
Mark pressed the device to his ear, and he called for the bodyguard guarding Alana's door. "Check if he's done? If so, take him to the ballroom immediately! "
"Yes sir," replied the bodyguard immediately.
Mark turned off the phone for a long time. He waited for fifteen minutes, and then the door opened to reveal Alana in the wedding dress that Amanda chose. Again and again, Mark had to be able to contain his anger and disappointment when he remembered the woman's name. Mark shook his head and he looked at Alana, but his attention was locked on the aura of beauty that radiated from the girl.
Alana looks very elegant and the girl's hands carry flowers with her sweet face that has been made up to look more beautiful. Don't forget that her white shoulders are visible to the eyes of the guests and it makes Alana's beauty aura more clearly visible.
While by Alana's side, she looks nervous. Good grief! Alana never thought that the party would be this big. This is crazy! This is too luxurious and even exceeds Alana's expectations regarding her marriage. All this time, she wasn't dreaming, right? He's not in the dream world, is he?
Alana, who was not focused on her steps, almost stepped on her own dress until her body staggered forward a little. Luckily, she was able to balance it again so that her body was now back to its original position. Alana raised her face to look at the guests, not to mention Mark. He showed an awkward smile. Oh Lord! He had never been so nervous in his life!
Meanwhile, Mark exhaled roughly when he saw the carelessness of Alana, who was even about to fall because she stepped on her own dress. Fortunately, she didn't fall. Mark couldn't imagine what would happen if the girl named Alana humiliated him again. Mark's history would end right there and then.
Alana returned to focus on walking on the altar very gracefully, full of the impression of her beauty, until she arrived at the end of the altar and Mark immediately stretched out his hand and Alana accepted it gently. Mark held Alana's hand before they stood firmly in front of the priest. Mark whispered one sentence that made Alana open her eyes wide. "What is your full name?" she whispered.
Alana Hazelton, "Alana," Alana replied curtly.
Mark nodded, and when both of them were standing in their respective positions in front of the priest, Mark looked at the priest and whispered softly. "The bride's name is different," he shot, making the priest widen his eyes.
"You mean?" he asked.
"Her name is Alana Hazelton, replace it with that." Now that my bride's name is Alana, you understand? " The priest could only nod his head, understanding what Mark said.
***
While in Belle's hotel room, the girl widened her eyes in surprise after she woke up. She looked for Alana's figure, but she couldn't find it. Bekal sat his body and leaned against the head of the bed. He examined the quiet state of his hotel room without Alana's presence. At first, Belle still looked calm, but she immediately realized when she felt the silence in her hotel room, which meant that Alana wasn't here. With a super fast movement, Belle got out of bed and walked to the bathroom looking for Alana's whereabouts, but what she was looking for was never found. "Alana! Where are you?!" Belle jerked like crazy because Alana's panic was not there.
"Alana?"
Belle washed her face for an instant and rubbed her lips. After that, she immediately came out of her room after she felt her appearance was a little neat, and she tried to contact Alana, but her best friend's cellphone didn't connect. Where is Alana really?!
Belle was confused and almost gave up when she couldn't find Alana's whereabouts. Her chest was beating fast thinking about the worst thing that could happen to her best friend if she got lost in this hotel. Can Alana go back to her room? Or is Alana lost?
"Oh my gosh, Alana Where are you? You didn't even pick up my phone? " The worrying jolt from Belle was unavoidable; the girl really panicked about not finding Alana's whereabouts.
In the midst of Belle's panic, she immediately walked toward the reception desk. "Can you help me? My best friend is missing, "said Belle."
"Friend?"
"Yes!" she cried, with a quick nod.
"What's her name?"
"Alana Hazelton, please make an announcement so I can find her."
The receptionist nodded in agreement to Belle's request, while without Belle, Sadri now Alana was actually preparing to carry out her wedding ceremony with Mark.