"Miss don't worry, nothing will happen when you are there," said the messenger to Leta who was nervous.
"Let's get out!" asked Mr. Josef who suddenly came to surprise Leta.
"Hah ... ok sir," replied Leta stammering then she stepped closer to her future husband, and embraced Mr. Josef's hand because he had already signaled that Leta had to do it.
Leta and Mr. Josef then walked together on the red carpet towards his wedding altar, all the way to the altar Leta's body trembled. "Just relax, and put on your best smile in front of everyone because you married not by force, but by your own will," said Mr. Josef in a very low voice.
Mr. Josef and Leta performed the blessing and solemn marriage vows with wisdom led by the priest.
"Now you are legally husband and wife according to religion and state, and Mr. Josef is also allowed to kiss your wife," said the Pastor, while Mr. Josef looked at Leta who still didn't dare to look her in the face, but when he touched the back of Leta's neck with his left hand, and Leta's waist with his right hand, then Leta looked at Mr. Josef's eyes with a question mark.
"What will Mr. Josef do to me? Will he kiss me in public?" Leta thought, unable to escape from the gaze of Mr. Josef who kept getting closer until he finally felt Mr. Josef's warm, supple lips touching his.
Leta closed her eyes enjoying the soft touch of those lips until Mr. Josef had finished kissing him. Leta didn't notice. Mr. Josef, who had not removed his hand from Leta's body, said. "We're done honey, if you want to ask me to kiss you again, we better do it in the room after the party is over," said Mr. Josef which made Leta open her eyes instantly.
"Stupid ... stupid ... stupid ... you Leta why can't you feel when he has finished kissing me? Why am I enjoying it?" mumbled Leta to herself.
After carrying out the sacred marriage vows which were led directly by the priest, now Mr. Josef and Leta were at their very lively wedding party.
"Who the hell is coming? Why has the queue for shaking hands never ended? My feet hurt so much standing up," Leta muttered, which Mr. Josef could still hear.
"You stop the line, I'm tired, I want to rest first," said Mr. Josef to one of his guards.
"Yes sir," said the guard, and he began to stop the line by saying if the bride and groom would take a break, and slowly the people lining up began to disperse.
"Come on follow me!" asked Mr. Josef who immediately took Leta's hand down from the stage to his room.
"How can Mr. Josef know when I'm tired? Has he heard my mumbling earlier?" Leta thought as she looked at her husband's back from behind, and slowly her eyes also went down to the hand of Mr. Josef who was holding his hand gently.
"Come on in then you can eat!" Mr. Josef again took Leta into his bridal room, but he didn't let go of his hand on Leta until they entered the wardrobe room and the hand was released.
"Change your clothes first and then you can eat," said Mr. Josef, which surprised Leta because he had to take off his clothes in front of Mr. Josef.
Leta continued to stare at her husband's muscular back and chest because Mr. Josef had already taken off his clothes five minutes ago. "What are you waiting for quickly open, or I tore the clothes?" threatened Mr. Josef because he saw that Leta just stared at him.
"I-I can't open the zipper on the back of this dress, sir," Leta stammered.
"You idiot... why didn't you tell me earlier?" snapped Mr. Josef who immediately stepped behind him and slowly unzipped his dress.
"Master what are you going to do?' asked Leta because he saw that Mr. Josef was removing the wedding dress that was still attached to his body. Mr. Josef didn't answer his question, but instead, he lifted Leta's body into the bathroom after putting thin lingerie on her.
"Master... why are we going to the bathroom instead?" asked Leta who saw Mr. Josef wash his hands, and Leta's hands became one.
"Oh ... it turns out that I just want to wash my hands I thought what to do? Since when was there food in this room? Could it be that Mr. Josef already knew that I was hungry?" muttered Leta who continued to stare at her husband very closely.
"Eat ...."
One word that came from the lips of Mr. Josef after they sat together on the same sofa. "W-okay," replied Leta, who was still so nervous that the two of them ran out of all the food on the table.
"Thank you, sir, now my stomach is very full, but why are my eyes so sleepy huh? I'm also cold from wearing these thin clothes," said Leta who yawned many times while hugging herself.
"Master ... what else do you want? Do you want to do it right now?" asked Leta who was surprised she wrapped her arms around Mr. Josef's neck so he wouldn't fall.
"Sleep, but it looks like you want to make love to me is this one of your goals for joining the matchmaking event so you can feel the first night? Don't worry, I'll do it soon tonight," replied Mr. Josef who put Leta on the bed and hugged her.
Leta looked at Mr. Josef who was asleep while hugging him, he did not expect that today he was married to his boss who was now beside him. Leta also closed her eyes after staring at her husband for a long time, but it felt like she had only closed her eyes for a few minutes and there was already a knock on her bedroom door.
Knock knock
"Oh my gosh, I haven't slept well in fact now that someone's knocking on the door don't they know I'm so tired?" Leta grumbled as she got out of bed and opened the door to her room she didn't even remember she was wearing thin lingerie.
"Yes, What is up?" asked Leta, who opened half the door to her room.
"Th-thirty minutes, the makeup artist will come and put on your fourth dress," replied the guard, stuttering because he saw Leta's sexy body, which was only wrapped in thin lingerie.
"Okay, I understand thank you," said Leta then she closed the door to her room again with the image of her bodyguard being nervous when she saw it.
"Aaaaah ...," Leta shouted who immediately went back into the blanket, and covered her whole body. "No wonder he just looked at me briefly, then turned around and it turns out that he saw everything without realizing it," muttered Leta nervously.
"Master help me," Leta called to her husband who was still asleep.