Strangers in Love

CHAPTER 6: THE WEDDING PART 1

Yohan's POVI decided to go to a well-known barber salon in the city to get my hair done and went to a suit and tie shop to pick up a good tuxedo. I approached the attendant when I entered the shop.

"Hi! I need a good suit, I will be attending my friend's sister's wedding later, so I wanted to look good." then I smiled sheepishly.

"Will you be part of the entourage?" she asked. "No, just a date.." I flinched at my answer but I took my words back, "No, no. Just a guest."

The attendant who I assume she's in her 40's smiled at me with the 'I understand what you mean' look on her face. But she asked me indirectly, "I see, is your date part of the entourage?" while leading me to the shelves full of tuxedos. I just smiled in embarrassment at what she asked me.

"Actually, I'm just her pretend date."

The attendant just nodded, smiling and handed me a lava grey coat with white designs on the hemlines. "You'll look good in this color, son. It will highlight your masculine shoulder, jawline, and your glassy black eyes. Yet at the same time, it will give you a low profile. But I highly doubt that."

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, turned around and indeed, it looked good on me. So, I decided to take it. While waiting for the attendant to return with my purchased item, I looked at my watch and it's already 1:30 p.m. so I decided to give Ada a message. "I'll pick you up in a few."

Ding! Ada replied, "Are you really going with me?"

"Yes, I'm already at your doorstep." I replied with a grin on my face. I really like teasing this woman. "Nah, just kidding." I sent another message in an instant. When a flashback from last night came to my mind.

Ada knocked on my table, looking like she's going home. "Hey! Yohan! Are you serious?!" she asked. I looked straight into her eyes and nodded. "Do I look like I am not?"

"Why? You don't have to do that!"

"For you to not look like an old maid at your sister's wedding. And to remind your ex that someone's loss is someone else's to keep. And you're worthy enough to be left."

Aren't I cool? Honestly, I don't know why but I suddenly felt like she was wronged when I heard her conversation with her sister. It seems like her being single is a really big deal.

I was pulled back from my wonderland when the attendant gave me the bag. I took the bag and went outside when I came across a flower shop.

I actually have no idea if she has a pollen allergy or if she likes flowers, because I remember my ex told me, that flowers are useless as they don't do much except to wither and leave a petal mess.

And since the shop offers paper flowers for pollen and dust allergic people, I decided to buy her pink paper tulips before fetching her. It's unique, doesn't wither, and harmless; I hope she'll like it.

I drove straight to her apartment, knocked at her door then I heard her shout from inside, "You're really here?! Hang on, I'll be right there."

I don't know why but I feel really excited. She opens the door, bags in her arms with sweat all over her face.

"What happened to you? You're sweating?" I asked her.

"Oh, I tried to fix my hair, but I don't know how, and I panicked when you knocked so that's why. Let's go." she said while closing the door. She was wearing black yoga pants, a white V-neck fitted shirt, and a slip-on Vans, not to mention her big round spectacles.

"You are staring. What?" she asked me annoyed.

"You're wearing that?" while taking the bags she's carrying. Gentleman, right?

"Don't worry, they will fix me when we get there. I'm not used to this kind of stuff so it's going to be real trouble if I travel all dressed up.

I opened the front passenger seat door for her and turned to open the trunk to put all her bags inside when I saw her still standing, hesitating to get in, so I asked. "Why?"

She pointed to the car seat and I remember the pink paper tulips. I ran towards her and get the paper flowers. "These are for you."

"Paper flowers? Oh, so romantic." with sarcasm in her tone, rolling her eyes when she laughs while entering the car. I chuckled and closed the car door.

I was laughing when I got inside the car and said, "Wait, let me explain!"

"You sure do know how to piss me, bruh!" she was still laughing.

Damn those not so ladylike cute laughter. Wait, what?! Did I say 'cute'?

"I don't have any idea which flower is your favorite and if you have pollen allergies, so I decided to give you paper flowers." I said while starting the engine and drove away. While she on the other hand just stared at me for a good 2 minutes before looking away.

And that was the longest 2 minutes of my life.

"That was unexpected." she mumbled, looking outside the window. But loud enough for me to hear it.

Our travel was smooth, and the car was filled with laughter and jokes all the way to the hotel. We didn't talk much about work. Well, it is our day off.

On this day, I noticed how goofy Ada can be and that is something new to me. I can't remember my ex laugh that hard at my unfunny jokes.

She went straight to their bridal room. I wanted to walk her there because she has lots of bags to carry but I decided not to. At least she brought the paper flowers I gave her.

It's already 4 p.m. when she went down the lobby. She walked closer to me and winked at me, then she asked, "How do I look?" while smiling.

"You look more of a human now." I said and we both laugh.

I can feel everyone's eyes looking at us, so I put up an act as if I am her.. well, I am her date. I fixed the crooked flower on her hair and removed the eyelash on her right cheek.

I showed her the eyelash between my fingers and smile, "They say if you make a wish, and blow it, your wish will come true if it flies in the air."

Ada holds my face, more like slapping my whole face with both of her hands, and laughs so loud, "What an i***t! That's pure stupidity.  Let’s go!" she said, still laughing. "You stay here, I'll get the car." so I went to get the car and fetch her in the lobby.