Marry Me Not

NINETEEN

News about the wedding spreads like a virus after we go looking for a wedding dress.

It was Talia, friends of Arta, the designer and the one who is doing the storytelling the world about it.

People were busy, especially my mother and sisters.

Me and Arta.. we can only decide where and what do we like and doing nothing for the rest. It is like we are being forgotten in our very own event, so we took this chance to step out and do our works.

Arta is still in Russia while I... I just arrived in China.

"I have been wondering since I got your mail about your visiting to China. Aren't you suppose to stay at home for your wedding?" Nico great me.

Nico Chai. The only son of Chais Emperor, Welderns business partner and became one of my friends and a very good friend.

"Good to see you too man. How is life?"

"Life is good. My wife is carrying for our third child"

"I know you are obsessed with kids but please give her a break, man. She just gave you twins two years ago"

"My bad. I promised her this is the last she will carry our child. And if we still want more, we can always adopt"

"Yeah you better cause this world is already overpopulated"

"What about you? Don't tell me you don't want a child?"

"We agreed with one and adopt for the rest"

"How noble are you two.. speak off that, what are you doing here exactly?"

"Oh, I am here for something that I bought from Ling and only will be here for a couple of hours before they notice I am gone and for that my friend, I announce you will be my best man" 

"And you just tell me now?"

"Yes. I forgot. I apologize and please do not late" I really felt sorry for Nico. I completely forgot about my best man.

***

"Hi love, how is everything in China?" Arta called just after I have arrived at the airport.

"Great actually. How is everything in Russia?"

"Being more hectic but nothing to worry. They have not noticed you are gone yet. Are you done with the meeting?"

"Yes, I am. Still with the paperwork?"

"Just a little bit more. What time is your flight?"

"Now. I am heading to the plane. Fly straight to Russia. Probably will arrive around morning."

"Alright. I will tell Sasha to pick you up and I might need to get out from this house before everyone is up"

"Sorry love, I put you through this alone"

"Don't... Soon, I will be your wife and if I don't stand by your sides, I cannot imagine how our married life will be. And trust me, I will support any decisions you make as long as it is a positive one. Just make sure you will arrive safely before our wedding day"

"Which is in two more days and I am flying with the jet. It is only getting a couple of hours from China to Russia"

"Alright.. just be safe... take care, okay?"

"Will do, love, and will tell the pilot to drive carefully haha"

"Huh. I need to go now. Your mom is calling. Gotta dodge the bullet, babe. Love you, Jordan"

"Love you more"

***

"Arta, have you seen Jordan?" I heard mom asking Arta when I just step into the living room.

"Uh, he left early in the morning"

"I have not seen him since yesterday I think. Where did he go?" before Arta can answer her question I decided to show up and I can see Arta's face relax.

"I am here, mom"

"Ah thanks for the loving God, where have you been?"

"Just around the corner"

"I need you both to look at your wedding dress one more time before the ceremony"

"Now?"

"Yes. Right now. Come, I asked Talia to bring all of them."

"These two will be your first gowns for the holy ceremony. I made it myself. All pure diamonds. Orlov's requests." Talia shows us  Arta's gowns

"That must be really heavy," I said

"Not really. Arta can handle it. And for the groom, I need you to try it. The bride did her task, now is your turn" Talia show me all-white suit with red stripes and diamonds at collar

"Perfect! And try this one too" I do what Talia told me to do. Another suit, but this one is more simple. It is blue with gold thread stitches.

"YES! Perfect! And now since I already know exactly your size, it will be easier for me to choose another dress for you both" what Talia said a little bit confusing me.

"How many dresses are we need?" I ask Talia

"Hm let see. Your wedding party will be held for a week so you might at least need seven pairs of dresses"

"A week? What did I miss here?" It Arta's turn to confuse

"It is your father's idea, dear. He wants to have a whole week's wedding party and he said something about traditions" Mom explains while Arta is looking at me who is more speechless than her.

"I have nothing to say"