the wedding and the reception

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The wedding starts exactly 4pm sun down at a church somewhere in bataness, the bride's home land. She arrived in a beautiful carriage with white horses, and i actually rode there too.

Quoin's p.o.v

The event was very magical, not just because of the motif but with the very obvious love that was very evident everywhere, from our family, from our friends and the love we are sharing. I am emotional but was also wearing a charming smile while on the aisles. With the song Say you won't let go by James Arthur in the air, I started walking. It is our team song. Though the motif was Greek, we choose cherry blossom as the design for the whole church.

I felt nervous, very nervous actually pero, nawala lahat ng yun nung naglalakad na ako at makita sya. MY Veer was very handsome. No I mean God like. I sheepishly smiled

I smiled at him as our eyes meet. This is it I whispered, I'm finally getting married with the man I truly love. I smiled wider when I saw him fetch a handkerchief on his pocket and bring it on his face. His crying! My man is weeping but with a big grin on his face. He extended his arms to me when I get closer with him.

"Ito na talaga!" He grinned at me and I nod to him and then we both face the priest.

The ceremony was long and slightly boring but with Veer constantly saying Iloveyou's each time I looked at him, the bore left me alone with the man who was still holding my shaky hands since day one.

We exchange heartfelt vows. Then he kissed me with all he's got and I returned it with the same emotion.

"I... I will take care of you now, you will never going to be alone again, promise" I kissed his cheeks and hugged him tight. He embraced me tighter

"I may not be perfect but remember that my love will always be yours, beyond time or death. I love you for the hundredth time" and we stood there taking pictures, laughing and smiling at each other.

3rd. P.o.v

The church was full of people both the bride's and the groom's relative, pagkatapos ng kasal na binaha dahil sa kakaiyak ng groom na kinatawa naman ng lahat, the reception take place at the grand floor of a very famous hotel around that city. Kedd was sitting at a table all by herself when hiel settled himself in front of her.

"Hey keddceelyn" he greeted her. She stares at the man in front of her.

"Stop calling me that!" She hissed

"Bakit? Eh yun naman talaga ang pangalan mo diba? Keddceelyn?" He smiled widely at her.

"Alam mo? Kung wala ka namang masasabing matino, manahimik ka nalang!" Angil niya rito.

"At hayaan kang may mokmok habang nag kakasiyahan ang lahat? No way!" Natatawang sagot ni hiel, she frowned at him

"Ano ba Hielsysmone!? Why on earth do you care!?" pa balang namang balik niya

"tingnan mo nga! Ayaw mung tawagin kita ng keedceelyn pero Ito kat Tina tawag akong Hielsy--" he cut himself and ruffles his hair.

"O di bah? Hindi mo nga masabi!? Serves you right" at tumawa siya ng tumawa. Hindi niya nga alam kung bakit pero natawa talaga sya sa mukha nitong parang nandidiri na ng dahil lang sa pagbangit sana nito sa boung pangalan.

She felt at ease when he starts cracking some jokes again until she notice that she was actually wiping the tears she had while laughing at him, LAUGHING? She asks herself and trails her eyes back to him, he was staring at her with so much intensity but his eyes were sparkling with mischief and amusement.

She snapped at him "huh?" He asks.

Natawa siya uli. "Stop gawking at me" she said with a smile.

"Oh sorry" parang nawalan ng lakas ng loob ang nagumaapao ng confidence niyang kausap kanikanina lamang.

Maging siya at nagulat din sa sagot nito. Ng tumayo si hiel ay medjo natahimik siya.

"I... I'll get us a drink" was all he mumbled before he left.

"Ang tanga mo hiel!" Bulong nito na dinig na dinig naman niya. At dahil dito muli siyang natawa

"masarap palang tumawa ulit dahil lang sa walang katuturang bagay and not worrying for anything else" and the night went on with them laughing with the newlyweds and has nothing in mind to worries about.

Kedd's pov

Few weeks after the wedding, I'm still at the Philippines clearly because I'm still in a long vacation.

Anyway I decided to take a walk to day after weeks of locking myself inside my apartment then I'm in a library like cafe or is it the other way around? Don't really care thought. But it's only a few blocks from my place and I think I'll be coming here often.

I was actually reading a book when someone cleared his throat "ugh... hi! Is this sit vacant?" I looked up at him and meet his gaze,

"Yeah, sure" then I smiled timidity which he returned with a cheeky grin.

"Ow If it isn't Keddceelyn Sandoval Ha-ha" he laughed and take the opposite chair

"oh, get over yourself Mr. Hielsysmone Martin!" I tear my eyes from the book and stared at him.

He cringgle at the name "you should really stop calling me that" He frowned

"And Why is that Mr.Martin?" he locked eyes with me

He forced a smile; I looked at him intently, oh! Something's off with him. "That name, it was my dad's" he finally spoke after it seems like an hour "and I hate it, I hate him......" His eyes we're undeniably wet and tears are almost steering down.

"Go on" I Wisk him to continue, I extend my hands to his, just to give him a little support

"I don't want people to call me that, well except you though. I don't want to be compared to him, anyway Hiel will do. Ugh sorry for bubbling nonsense." he then smiled, he let go of my hand and wipe those little tears away. "Sorry for that hiel, it's not nonsense okay, so ugh!?... To be fair you can call me kedd." I shrug and smiled

Changing the topic, he spoke again "Coincidence, seeing you here eh?" He beamed at me

"Guess so" I shrug.

"Good book?" he asked "yeah" I just waved at him and looks at the book again.

"So" he trailed off "what do you do?" I bring my book down taking a sip with my coffee

"Well I'm a writer and a blogger, you?" Looking down at the drink, I take notice at the floating mallows

"Imp in Finance" he stated as I glance at him as he leaned at the table even more.

"Ohhhh. That's a lot of work!" I stated before shifting my legs into a more comfortable position

"I know! You too. ideas, topics and stuff" he called the waitress and order the same drink as mine.

He asks me with the topics I write about, how many books I've already made and so on. He really has quite a busy job but he told me that was on his leave, we exchange cards.

Then he excused himself to fetch a book by the shelf on the left of the cafe, the shop is really spacious and they have a lot of books if their customer wants to kill some time.

Then he found one, and it looks like he enjoyed himself because he stopped bugging me after he start reading that.

Few hours later he offered to take me home. And I gladly accept it. 

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