His Keen Desire-A Typical Love Story

Ch. 46. The Banquet

"Don't tie her hair." When the beautician started tying Aabi's hair after making a laced braid of half of them at the left side of her head, Iseul interrupted while stuffing her mouth with another chips from the packet, she was holding between her fingers.

"But why? Considering the thick volume of her hair, I think it tied up in a twisted bun plait would equally match the grace of her dress." The beautician looked impressively at Aabi's reflection in the mirror from head to toe, observing the beauty and elegance of her face exactly matching her dress, and combing her hair in her own skilful hands, shaping it as a bun she looked at her assistant and both Aabi and Iseul professionally, asking for their opinion.

Iseul shrugged her shoulders in 'what can I say'  while Aabi remained silent. She just glanced at her reflection and all she could do was just to think about Jungkook's possible reaction after seeing her in this elegant cherry red maxi all embroidered with silky threads and crystalline gems and beads of different shades of red like scarlet, berry, wine and crimson. A blush crawled over her cheeks which fainted because of layers of makeup over them.

Jungkook had hired Seoul city's top beautician for Aabi's makeover. And undoubtedly, she was well experienced and skilled, because turning an already beautiful face into the most breathtaking one is the real talent, and she did it well.

"This is a strict order from her dear husband." Iseul winked naughtily at Aabi making her fall her head down. "He likes it that way..." She was about to spill more but a soft knock grabbed the attention of the women present in the room towards the wooden door.

"Are you guys done?" Jungkook's heavy voice emerged outside the door into the hallways.

"Jungkook is too eager to witness the beauty of his wife..." Munching on her salty snacks, Iseul got up from the bed and went towards the door pouting a distant kiss towards her shy friend.

"Just five more minutes." She spoke in a loud voice with her mouth directed towards the door.

"Okay, I'll wait." On Jungkook's short reply she walked towards Aabi and sat in her feet.

"Wohooo... he'll surely forget to breathe after watching you Aabi." She commented rolling her lips, more like hooting, while looking up as she slipped the red heels onto her beloved friend's feet.

Jungkook was anxiously waiting outside the room for his wife to get ready. All of his guests have arrived the venue and now waiting for the couple to bless their eyes. Many of them were not invited on his marriage so they were also waiting to see the gem Jungkook had hidden up his sleeves.

"You can come in Mr. Jeon." Right after five minutes Iseul's voice echoed the room making Jungkook to push the door slowly and step in.

"Are you satisfied Sir?" The beautician asked hopefully, as she saw him almost gawking at Aabi with corners of his eyes slightly widened.

"Much more than I can express." Caging Aabi in his eyes from head to toe, he muttered while nodding appreciatively. "I guess you deserve some extra reward, Mr. Kim will take care of your services for my gorgeous wife."

"Thank you so much Sir, I'm much honored." The beautician and her assistant bowed humbly while smiling because indeed, getting a single sentence of praise by Jungkook was a rare phenomenon itself.

Soon after wrapping up their accessories, the beautician and her assistant marched out of the room leaving Iseul, Aabi and Jungkook inside.

Feeling the sexual tension between the couple Iseul also tried to slip away but Aabi's trembling voice stopped her. "Where are you going?"

"Of course, downstairs... Don't tell me you guys have not arranged party downstairs..." Iseul laughed lightly trying to wash away the awkwardness of the moment.