Preparing for the wedding wasn't tricky for Helena, even though she only had one month to go. Many professional wedding organizers could make it happen. She just needed more money to pay for their services that had to work under tight deadlines with the maximum results. There would be many vital guests presented at her wedding. And of course, she didn't want that moment to be an embarrassing thing to both two families and ruined their reputation due to the wrong choice of a wedding organizer.
Honestly, Helena didn't need to find a wedding organizer. The wedding party would take place in the ballroom of her family's hotel. It also included the food catering during the party. For the decoration, the hotel staff was no less slick in designing the place. After all, the hotel offered a service package for those who wanted to have any party there. Just explaining about it, and they would be ready to make it happen.
However, there were still some preparations that required the direct intervention of the party's owner. For example, about the food and beverage selection to be served during the party. The family of the bride and the groom must choose the menu themselves by having tried the taste through the samples provided. There was also a list of guests that no one could make it to other than those who would have the party. And the most that couldn't be replaced by someone else was the fitting session of the wedding dress. Liked it or not, the bride and the groom must be present in person.
That was what Helena was doing now. She was visiting her regular boutiques and trying on a dress that she had ordered for quite a while. Long before the day of the family gathering, Helena had already prepared for it. She knew sooner or later the marriage arrangement would still happen, and the wedding would take place according to their grandfather's plan. So, she asked the boutique owner to make a beautiful dress for her. And sure, for Aaron's too.
Helena was looking at her reflection through a large mirror in front of her. It was the second dress she had tried on—a long gown decorated with floral lace. The plan was she would wear it at the evening party. Meanwhile, the white wedding dress became her choice for the vows in the morning.
She let out a deep breath. Her face turned gloomy when thinking about Aaron and their future life. What would happen to their marriage? How about her relationship with him later? Would the vows be able to last long? Helena had absolutely no answers to those questions. Nothing.
She certainly loved Aaron. If it weren't for love, she could have rejected her grandfather's wishes. Her grandfather might grant her request, although the opportunity to be refused remained. However, if she was firm in her stance, Helena was pretty sure that her grandfather would approve it. Her grandfather couldn't exchange her granddaughter's happiness for the sake of a promise that didn't guarantee her happiness.
But, she never refused the plan. Instead of being angry after hearing that her future life had been determined by her grandfather, Helena was curious about the man she would marry. Then she found out. And the interest came when she saw him busy with a pile of the company reports he was trying to understand. At that time, Aaron was only working in a branch of her family's company. So, he had a lot to learn.
Next, she looked for a way to approach Aaron. She must know his nature before deciding on things regarding her life. She didn't want to be fooled by his charm, which she saw was just a physical matter. She wanted to know Aaron's behavior in his daily life, how he treated other people, and much more. But on the other hand, Helena didn't wish to reveal her identity for fear of being rejected before she even tried. And the idea came. She pretended to survey to find out customer satisfaction. She also had to work with the cafe owner to avoid misunderstandings later.
At the first meeting, Helena couldn't get anything other than an answer to her fake questions. In the second meeting, she only gave a fleeting smile when the two were reunited. The third time was still the same—this time with an extra small talk about her fictitious activities. It was at the fourth meeting that the opportunity arose. Perhaps, because they often met—she knew very well that Aaron was a regular visitor who spent his time there almost every day after coming back from work—they felt close. Their conversation began to sound natural and automatically opened a new friendship between them.
Then, Helena expressed her desire to open her cafe. Aaron supported the idea and said he would help her manage her new business. However, she knew Aaron was very busy with his office work. "If you want to help, then come often to my cafe," she said at the time. And yes, he agreed and changed his favorite place to Helena's Café, founded one month later. Because of that, their relationship grew closer and culminated in a romantic love story between the two of them.
"You look so beautiful," said Jane, the boutique owner and the designer who had accompanied her to try on the dresses she had ordered.
Helena had a smile on her face. She stared at the thirty-eight-year-old woman. She was grateful that Jane's designs never let her down. "Thank you, Jane. The dresses are amazing. That's why those who wear them also look beautiful." She made a joke.
Jane chuckled. Her hands were still busy tidying Helena's dress and making sure it fit her body well. "The dresses are beautiful. You also look beautiful. So, your attractiveness comes out," she replied with another joke.
Helena smiled. What else was she expected from someone who had designed a dress for her? It must be a compliment because it indirectly showed satisfactory results.
"Finished," Jane said while looking satisfied at her. Then, she pulled aside the curtains to show Helena's beauty to the people who were waiting for her outside.
"You're beautiful, Ma'am."
Instantly, Helena received praise from Olive, her makeup artist. In addition to the fitting session, she also used this time to do a makeup test for her wedding. She could save more time and energy, agreed?
"You're so gorgeous." Rachel gave the same compliment to Helena. Rachel had been her assistant since four years ago. She faithfully accompanied Helena in almost all of her activities, mainly related to work or business things.
Helena gave them both a smile in return. She then sat down on the large sofa they were also sitting on. "What's the best makeup that suitable for this dress?" she asked Olive, who was right beside her.
"We can create a romantic look. Pink seems to match the dress. Later, it can be made bolder on the lip so that it still looks elegant," explained Olive plainly.
Helena could only nod at her words. She knew quite a bit about makeup and how to use it. However, Helena had to leave the decision to someone who was a professional in the field. She didn't want to try her luck and ended up getting a disappointing result. Worse, she became the main gossip of her guests. "Okay. Try the look first."
Olive started her work. She removed all the makeup on Helena's face and went back to applying it from scratch. As she already said, she used a combination of pink in her makeup this time. Starting from the eyes with the rose-pink color, blush on in the same color, and bolder pink on Helena's lips.
While being dressed by Olive, Helena's ears caught someone's arrival and a very familiar voice. Aaron. Yes, He just arrived, which meant Aaron was almost three hours late from the appointment. Unbelievable. "You just arrived?" she asked sarcastically as the man came within her sight.
Aaron didn't answer. He just stood there with his eyes fixed on Helena and… her dazzling appearance.
Aaron had never intended to come late. He was a person who valued time. Aaron would've not broken an appointment he had made, even by arriving beyond the promised time. Aaron didn't like to wait long or been awaited by someone because of his mistake in neglecting to estimate his arrival. Punctuality was a must unless there was an urgent situation.However, a sudden abrupt did occur. The wife of one of his grandfather's essential clients visited his mall unexpectedly. Aaron, as the CEO, inevitably had to see the client and accompanied her around. Of course, for shopping. And the world knew how much women enjoy these activities that made them forgot the time. And he had no choice other than to be by the client's side for several hours later.He wanted to tell Helena because no one liked to wait indefinitely. Furthermore, he didn't know how long the activity would last. However, he didn't do it. There was an ego that forbade him to do so. Suddenly, there was a desire to
Their marriage finally happened, As it had been arranged, planned, and conceptualized by the two families, the Houston and the Brown. Short preparations for such a big party were never a problem. There was extra work from the staff involved in making the event ran smoothly. It was called professionalism. And it was comparable to the income they earned.As planned, Helena and Aaron's wedding was divided into two times. The vows were held in the morning, followed by a small party with friends and family. At night, it could be called a business party because most of the guests were colleagues and business associates of the two families. Of course, their friends could also attend the party. They did not write down particular times in the invitations and freed anyone to come at any time.No worry. There was no problem in the procession. There was no unnecessary drama, such as canceling a wedding at the last second, running away from the event, or other behaviors that often
Helena's steps slowly entered a two-floor house in an elite residential in the west of the city. A place with a combination of white, broken white, and brown there. That was their new house, Helena and Aaron.In the morning, Aaron suddenly knocked on her hotel room. She, who was still half-conscious from her wedding the day before, could only stare at him when he handed her a key, then without further ado, left her, which made her couldn't help calling him when she fully regained consciousness."That's our house key. I'll send you the address later." That was Aaron's answer when she asked about the key she got.And because of that, here she was, entering the house numbered thirty-two, which turned out to be filled with complete furniture.This house was spacious but not as big as the house she had lived in with her family. However, she didn't want a place that was too big. It would feel empty if it was just the two of them. Oh, she also once said that she
Marriage ContractThere is no physical contact unless in an urgent situation and no more than a hug.Not sleeping in the same room!Household chores are carried out together.Respect each other's privacy.Both parties are obliged to maintain the continuity of the marriage relationship as much as possible.The things above can be added, reduced, or canceled with the agreement of both parties.SignedHelena and AaronAaron smiled to himself while reading Helena's handwritten screenshot of what she called a marriage contract. His finger scrolled to enlarge the image until it was clear. It was as clear as their conversation before dinner last night. Indeed, he was the one who put forward the idea of discussing their future relationship, which he didn't know ended up in a marriage contract.Aaron's sm
"What did he say?""He wants to kiss me.""Haven't you guys kissed before?"The question asked by Sophie seemed to silence Helena and made her speechless. No, it wasn't about the question that hit her hard because she knew the answer very well. Ever. So hot, deep, and intoxicating.The wildest thing she had ever done with Aaron was the kiss. Sometimes it was just a light kiss that could often turn wild and passionate. However, that was all. Helena and Aaron were trying to maintain their logic and not let it lose to their desire.Yes, a sliver of memory about it made her quiet. It was too embarrassing for her to admit that it wasn't for once the hot kiss that happened, even to her best friend."Seeing your reaction, it's clear that you do it often," Sophie guessed while nodding her head in understanding.Sophie is Helena's best friend. They had been friends for almost ten years. And although in recent years they rarely saw each other i
- I'll cook spaghetti for dinner. -The message came when Aaron was busy with reports of one of his grandfather's subsidiaries under his control. From Helena. Who else? He had to check many times to make sure that the sender was indeed Helena.That words managed to create a broad smile on his face. It had been a long time since he had exchanged messages with Helena. The woman didn't bother to send him a message and chose her assistant to do it for her. It was also rare because, well, there was nothing they talked about.And the message was like an oasis in the desert, amid the awkwardness between them and Helena's cold attitude Helena. The news was a sign that his wife was starting to soften her heart. They had only been married for ten days. And she had shown the change. What a surprise!He quickly typed his reply while she was in a good mood.- Have you got the ingredients? -Aaron hoped
Helena smiled in satisfaction when she saw Aaron and the vacuum cleaner in his hand. The man kept his promise to help her with the household chores. Not only that day because he often gave a hand. For example, he washed the dishes and the cooking utensils after using them. Especially on the weekend, which was his day off, his chores also increased.Helena had just finished drying clothes. She walked towards the kitchen. Then, she opened the large refrigerator to check their food supply stored there. There was a little left, but at least enough to make several kinds of meals for their lunch and dinner. It might be sufficient for tomorrow. So, not going shopping that day wouldn't be a problem.She took a tiramisu from the refrigerator. It was the dessert she made the day before. She deliberately served in medium-sized glasses to make it easier to eat. Relaxing after work was fun. It could be a form of reward for what she just did, washing and drying clothes.Helen
"Damn it!"The curse slid freely from Helena's lips. Several hours had passed, but her memory was still etched into the most embarrassing incident for her. What else besides her hot kiss with Aaron? For her, there was nothing more embarrassing than that. The way Aaron kissed her and how her body reacted... What a shame! She seemed to be slapping herself for the inconsistency she showed. A month had not passed since their wedding. And look how inconsistent she was. So she was easily swayed by her husband's behavior."Damn it!"Again, Helena gave the same curse. She didn't count how many times the word had been said. Her brain was too busy thinking about it all. More specifically, her stupidity. She should have just let Aaron have wild imaginations about her and the lingerie from the start. Or, she should have pushed him as hard as she could before he could hold her and hypnotize her through his gaze. Or rather, Helena should have maintained her sanity when Aaron
She knew she shouldn't be upset or angry. But she couldn't hold it in anymore. It was all because of Beatrice.The dinner, which she thought, would be fun, suddenly became a nightmare since Beatrice's presence. She wanted to refuse and kick her out for making such an unreasonable request—offering herself to join with no one inviting her. Unfortunately, she wasn't the host. She was the same as her, just a guest who, after permission was granted, was able to become part of the small gathering that night. She was trying her best to keep herself from exploding right away. And after dinner ended, and she was alone with Aaron on the way to their room, she changed her face completely. No smiles or friendliness. There were only groans and annoyance."Honey," Aaron called in the softest voice possible. He followed her broad and brisk steps towards their suite room. Needless to say, he knew what his wife felt because he had it, too. It annoyed him to see his secretary appear without notice. It w
"It's nice to finally meet the new Mrs. Houston," commented a young man when he saw Helena's presence by Aaron's side.Yes, this was the dinner that Helena agreed to this afternoon. Because of that, she immediately recognized the man and woman they were approaching. Mr. and Mrs. Graham. They both still looked young. She estimated that their ages were not very far from her. Maybe about five to seven years older.That meant they were in their mid-thirties."Thank you, Mr. Graham." Helena gave a broad smile to her interlocutor. "I'm also happy to meet you and your wife. Thank you for the dinner invitation," she continued. A bit too much courtesy and pleasantries seemed needed in this situation. All of those were for the sake of maintaining relations between them. It was not only a matter of work but also a relationship as ordinary human beings.Ah, that was a wise sentence. In point, their relationship would affect many aspects."It's just a casual dinner since the honored lady is in Bal
What are you doing here?It felt like Helena wanted to shout the question as loud as possible. It was in line with the shock that befell her. How came? She saw Beatrice in front of her with a medium-sized suitcase beside her."Why are you here?"Fortunately, Aaron had replaced her to express her confusion. Oh, Helena was sure that her husband also felt the same way. What was Beatrice doing here?"I replaced Mr. Todd to accompany you to Bali." The answer flowed smoothly from Beatrice's lips as if she was supposed to be here, at the departure of Soekarno-Hatta airport on a sunny Thursday morning.Helena could not speak. Beatrice was indeed a formidable woman. Her presence could not help but disturb the beautiful plans of her honeymoon with Aaron.Helena was now unsure if their trip could still be called a honeymoon with Beatrice's appearance among them. She really hated that woman."What happened with Mr. Todd?" Unknowingly, she said it loud. Oh, shit! Beatrice must be happy to see her
"Wow.""What, wow?" Helena responded quickly with slightly pursed lips. She knew well why that reaction appeared on her laptop screen, showing Sophie's face. Only, she wanted to feign ignorance to save her embarrassment."You." Short and firm, Sophie answered her friend. "I didn't expect you to be that brave," she commented at the end of her sentence. All of her words referred to one thing. The scene inside Aaron's office. That was after Helena shyly told her about it. Her best friend was utterly unpredictable."I did nothing wrong," Helena replied, still in the same way."Yes, you're right. There's nothing wrong with making out with your husband." Sophie emphasized their discussion. She knew Helena purposely did not mention the incident anymore. But, she wouldn't let it happen because this was something that rarely happened. "But you know how it is in Indonesia. Beatrice must be shocked to see both of you."Yes, Indonesia differed from western countries. Ma
"Oh, sorry, Beatrice, you have to see us like this."Helena really wanted to hide her face right away. She was clearly caught in an embarrassing position!Even though these scenes were in the plan drawn up shortly after Beatrice returned her greeting, it didn't dispel her embarrassment. Although the person who saw them was none other than her greatest enemy, she was still… embarrassed."You can put the drink on the table," she said again, trying her best to maintain confidence in her voice. She should not be afraid or nervous. She must be able to uphold her ego at the highest peak. Only this time.From the corner of her eyes, she saw the secretary walking into Aaron's room. Her steps seemed hesitant, surprised, and rushed. While her face showed a similar expression, plus the lines of displeasure that appeared on her forehead. Of course. The woman could not do anything in front of the view presented to them.How about a protest?Beatrice had no ri
Keeping her promise, Helena visited Aaron's office this afternoon with a large bag containing their lunch. She made it, of course. She was still experimenting with a Mexican cuisine that she hoped would suit her husband's taste.She stepped excitedly. She didn't know why she was so happy. Her brain did not stop playing a pleasant rhythm that often turned into a slight hum on her lips. Even, for now, that tune was still there and made her cheeks raise, holding back her smile."Good afternoon, Mrs. Houston," said one of the security officers, who stood close to the escalator."Good afternoon," Helena replied with a friendly smile."Want to meet Mr. Houston, ma'am?"She nodded. The question reminded her of her first visit to this place. They knew and could guess the purpose of her arrival. How could Beatrice not realize that? "Yes. I have an appointment with my husband." She put her tote bag down beside her and began to dig into her sling bag. "And I have to le
This morning, Aaron woke up in an unusual state.Do not be too happy yet. Everything didn't turn out the way you expected. But you can be pleased a little because the progress of their relationship was improving.The beautiful view that was presented in his room satisfied his eyes. A rare sight that was previously only his wish. Helena. Of course. The woman made his morning so pleasant that a big smile appeared on his cheerful face.Oh, their sex didn't happen—if that's what you expect. Helena and Aaron only slept together and in the same bed. Just that. But apparently, that fact had brought a warm swish to his chest. Finding his woman fast asleep beside him made his heart relieved.He glanced briefly at the clock on the wall before leaning his body closer toward his wife. There was still enough time for him to enjoy this situation. Slowly, he slipped one of his hands between Helena's body and the bed she was sleeping on while his other hand rested on her s
Helena's fingers danced beautifully on top of the keyboard, pouring all her thoughts into a row of words lined up neatly on the laptop screen. Sometimes, she pressed the backspace key and repeated the sentence. Not infrequently, she also stopped for a moment to find the correct series of words to include in her writing.Helena had been struggling with her laptop for quite a long time. She hadn't written in a long time. Also, Helena hadn't looked at her blog for a long time. She didn't know how was it now? Was it getting more and more readers, or had it turned quiet because it had been left on for too long?She wrote the recipe that would be included in her blog. She also added the story behind the making process to make it more interesting. No less important, she also wrote a review from her husband so that the spice of the drama was more pronounced.Helena closed her worksheet as she felt she had had enough and had nothing to add to it anymore. What she had just writ
"How?" Helena asked with eyes that looked expectantly at Aaron. Currently, the two were sitting side by side, enjoying dinner at their minimalist kitchen table.Aaron closed his eyes, trying to taste the food in his mouth after having previously been tempted by the smell that emanated from the food served before him. "Hmm," he mumbled as he chewed slowly the dark-colored piece of meat that was rich in taste. "Have you ever failed at cooking?" He asked after swallowing his food."I have, although rarely," answered Helena, still showing the same look when she looked at him. "It doesn't suit to your taste, does it?" she asked doubtfully and worriedly.He turned to her and looked at his wife for a long time. Then a smile appeared on his face. "This is delicious. I've never eaten this dish. What's it called?" He spoke a series of words. He shoved another bite into his mouth again.A soft sigh escaped her lips. She was relieved that her experimental cooking was success