Foreword : The Wedding.

Yoona.

I took my appa’s hand, and walked side by side to the aisle. One of Seunghyun’s family villa has been redecorated, and the garden was perfect for my wedding today.

Yeah. MY WEDDING.

I was marrying Choi Seunghyun, the famous cardiothoracic surgeon. And I could tell you, that he’s the man in my dreams.

Handsome, have a steady job, came from wealthy family, and extremely rich on his own, which woman wouldn’t be attracted to him?

In my case, I’m not one of them.

I’m pretty (people said, not me), have a steady job, and eventhough my family isn’t as wealthy as Seunghyun’s, I can fulfil my basic needs on my own. I don’t need his money nor popularity.

I need him.

His cold and straightforward personality, his caring attitude, his childish side, his kindness, his passion for his profession—which is saving lives in daily basis. He made me feel completed.

People said that we’re compatible with each other, and we (surely) will make good looking babies in the future. I only laughed at their remarks, but felt really thankful in my heart. Come on, who wouldn’t?

“Are you ready?” Appa said to me. His voice was shaking, I knew he wasn’t ready to let her only daughter go to another man's arms.

“I am, appa.”

And the door opened, revealing the oh-so-gorgeous decorated garden. Seunghyun stood at the end of aisle with his black tux on. He just looked... too handsome for his own good.

I took a step and the wedding march started playing. Youngbae, Seunghyun’s friend and also my bestfriend’s fiancee, Yuri, played it beautifully. I looked at him with a thankful smile, which was replied by a nod and a supportive smile. I walked with my bright smile to Seunghyun.

I walked down the aisle while looking at my family and friends. Omma, Seulong-oppa and Donghae-oppa, Seungri, and my 8 best girls, and everyone I want to see was there. They looked at me with a smile, and I happily smiled back.

“Take care of her.” Appa said to Seunghyun as he handed my hand to his. Seunghyun smiled confidently, and nodded his head.

“I will, Aboeji.” And Appa let me go. He walked backwards and sat next to Omma. Seunghyun took my hand with his, gripping it gently. “You look beautiful.”

I blushed at his comment. “You look gorgeous.”

And I could see him smiling. Then, the wedding ceremony began.

I didn’t give too much attention to the priest’s speech, one thing I only cared about  was...

“I, Choi Seunghyun, take you, Im Yoona, to be my friend, my lover, the mother of my children, and my wife. I will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, and stay with you, for all eternity.”

I glanced at him, and replying his vow.

“I, Im Yoona, take you, Choi Seunghyun, to be my friend, my lover, the father of my children, and my husband. I will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, and stay with you, for all eternity.”

“I pronounce you as husband and wife.” The priest said. Before the priest could say anything more, Seunghyun had his body turned to me, and opened my veil.

“I love you.”

And he pressed his lips to mine with all his passion.

A new soshibang story, YEAAAAY!

I'm crazy, I know. I know I'm crazy to post another story when my other stories hasn't finish yet, but I just can't wait!

This story idea is taken from an Indonesian novel titled Divortiare by Ika Natassa and there are some inspirations from The Devil Wears Prada. I make some changes in this fict, so it won't be 100 percent similiar with the original story~

I just hope you like this story :)

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