About a year and a half ago.
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Plook! Plook! Plook!
"Whaaa!!!"
"Eh, look at that! Very pleasant color."
"Na na na, I love this music. It fits perfectly into the festive atmosphere."
A rich atmosphere has been created by the sounds of music, people cheering, and the sight of small-scale fireworks at the garden party being held by the family conglomerate Zachery Jensen in their magnificent, spacious, and comfortable residence. In addition to a large building, the residence boasts a beautiful garden and is well-maintained.
Deng! Deng! Deng!
"Well, the clock has rung," said a woman as she gazed at the large Western-style clock installed dashingly in one part of the House.
One of his friends replied, "The show is about to start, right?"
"Ladies and gentlemen, please enter the venue tonight," said a celebrity man who served as the host of this evening's party.
"Well, the young lady must have finished her makeup, right?" commented one of them to the person nearby.
"I can only imagine how beautiful she will be tonight. This night."
*
On the inside of the house. The hall downstairs. The place is often used for parties of various kinds by the owner who is fond of holding events attended by many people. The Zachery Jensen family.
"The decoration of every party held by Mr. Zachery Jensen never disappoints. It's always enjoyable and satisfying for anyone who sees it," commented a guest.
"It is a true blessing for the child who is engaged to the first daughter of Zachery Jensen. Not only does the girl have a super charming appearance and beautiful visuals, but she is super popular as well," another guest responded.
"Don't get me wrong, Sis. The boy who was betrothed to his daughter Mr. Zachery Jensen doesn't come from an ordinary family either," another guest said.
"Who the hell is his son? Do we know his family or not?"
"It is impossible, Mr. Zachery Jensen who was as powerful as that chose an imperfect mate 'bibit, bebet, and bobot' for his first princess."
"Yes, then we'll see," she said, holding up a crystal Cabernet Sauvignon glass in her hand. Invite two other guests to toast.
As we move on from the adults, let's take a look at a group of high school boys who are also in attendance.
"Wow, it's not like this Ditya," commented a teenager named Bhan, complete Bhanu Cahyo Parkara, the third son of one of the members of the board of directors of a large company engaged in the production of instant food.
"Ha ha ha, that's right. When I first heard that she wanted to be betrothed at a very young age like us, my brain immediately imagined stories of forced engagements in the style of mainstream teen romance novels," said her friend Ruri alias Ruri Noviandro Malaya, the only son of four children descended from the director of a fairly large architectural company in Indonesia.
Another friend commented, "That's right. It would be a sad story. Ditya, a son of a businessman who is on the verge of bankruptcy, is forced to be betrothed and marry an enemy of his father's business opponent. Very dramatic, bye. Even though it turns out that this is the case," said Diro alias Sudiro Abhimanyu Danardaya, the second son of a financial director of a well-known multinational company in Indonesia.
In the case of being forced to marry a girl like the first daughter of Mr. Zachery Jensen, I will not agree. As an alternative to their fakeness, I will be sincere, for God's sake sincere, looking at each other with eyes filled with jealousy.
Because during one school with Ditya alone, the child was like living in an entirely different world when it came to the word flawless. Handsome face (well not bad, lah, thought Bhan, Ruri, and Diro), smart brain, tall body with ideal posture and muscle mass, straight hair with a suitable model, smooth face without acne and black spots, gifted at sports and so the teacher's pet, popular among students, already so celebgram anyway even though he uploaded only photos of natural scenery or animals.
The world is unfair.
*
Meanwhile, Zachery Jensen's first child preparation room. A beautiful high school girl with bright and flawless skin in a Long Feather Dress in Sablé Saint Laurent from the well-known French brand, Yves Saint Laurent, for ten thousand dollars, is standing in front of the mirror to make sure her makeup is complete. Tonight, she has invited a famous make-up artist whose expertise is often the mainstay of state celebrities to beautify her already beautiful face even more charming. Don't forget a piece of jewelry set from the famous brand Tiffany & Co. which consists of a necklace and diamond earrings that add sparkle to her already very shiny body.
Ahh, finally he felt ready to walk down to meet the guests (commoners) who were waiting downstairs.
"Isn't the dress you're wearing too simple, huh?" asked a teenage boy standing behind her in English.
The girl's response in Indonesian, "A man like you knows what kind of trouble like this is?" It's still fun to look at and admire how beautiful God's creation looks in the mirror.
"Isn't the color too boring? There is only black. Wouldn't it be better if there was another color?" asked the teenage boy as he hugged the young lady's body from behind. Put his chin on the girl's shoulder.
"Simplicity is a luxury. The less color the better," the girl responded with satisfaction. Instead, she glanced at the dull-faced teenager whose head was stuck on one shoulder. "Have you showered or not?" she asked squinting.
"That is not relevant. Not that I'm about to go downstairs and be courteous to the guests too," replied the boy. Move away from the room in an attempt to leave. Return to his dark room and continue meditation.
"It's up to you, I don't care," replied the girl.
The boy said, "Good."
*
"And this is the moment we have been waiting for, the main star of tonight's party, the first daughter of Mr. Zachery Jensen and Mrs. Kyna Jensen, Navia Jensen!" said the host excitedly. While the princess slowly ascended the spiral staircase, all the guests in the audience applauded in unison. There was no one willing to look away from his beautiful face due to his graceful figure. To miss an opportunity is like seeing an angel descend from heaven.
"Oh my God, there are so many beautiful women in the world. A lot. More in our world. But, the beauty of Navia Jensen is that there is no antidote, anyway," commented Bhan while pouring a soft drink into his champagne glass.
"Spill it, bro," recalled Diro who was equally amazed to see Navia who seemed to have just descended from heaven... he meant from the top floor.
"Navia is next level. What skincare does she use?" asked Ruri.
Navia gracefully stepped in front of the teenager who would be her future. Is Ditya Rahardian Surendra Sabiyantoro, The Last Son of the Sabiyantoro family. He has dozens of companies spread across various sectors as well as trillions of rupiah assets in banks.
At first glance, this feels like a logical engagement between two (almost) flawless humans who want to carry on their breed of perfection.
Ditya who is fifteen centimeters taller than Navia holds a ring box in his left palm. On the fingers of his right hand, he holds a diamond-studded ring. Watching the enchanting face of Navia as she gazed upward in pursuit of the soul-idol. The look on his handsome and perfect face is equivalent. It is confident that the future will be filled with happiness and success with Ditya. Her parents wouldn't set her up with a bastard.
It should be, right?
Or... no?