"Don't you dare open this door Marga, or I will make sure that there will be no wedding tomorrow?!" she said loudly at the door, then turned to face Stephen , "and you Sir, you better stay away from this room until tomorrow or else you will loose both your wife and your sister" Liza said with her cheeks flushing crimson, this guy is really starting to get on her nerves, why can't he wait for just 24 hours not see his woman.
"Aren't you a bit over reacting Sweetie?!" Stephen ruffled Liza's hair and gently chuckled, he was in disbelief on how his sister was taking this tradition of the bride and groom not seeing each other the day before the wedding so seriously.
"Do you want to try me big brother?" Liza challenged, her hands are now on her hips with her eyes widely glaring at Stephen, like a hen protecting her chicks.
Finally Stephen can't hold it any longer, he raised both hands in surrender before he laughed, "Okay little sister, don't be mad, get some beauty sleep and I will see you tomorrow." then kissed Liza's cheek "Good night Marga, sweet dreams and I will see you tomorrow honey!" then gently touched the door hoping Marga could feel how much he misses her through the wooded door, then turned and left.
Once she made sure that her brother was no longer in sight, she opened the door to her room, and to her surprise Marga was talking on her phone, her head was spinning, and immediately snatched the phone from her hand "Sis what the heck, I told you already no interaction for the next 24 hours, can't you just play along with me. I'm really so tired because of both of you and it had only been 2 days, how much more are you going to torture me." then she glance on Marga's phone and noticed that the caller did not hang up yet.
Her eyes were wide open when she saw who was on the other line, it was Ken, oh my goodness! She suddenly froze where she is standing, then Marga got her phone back at the frozen Liza " Yes Ken, thank you. I will see you tomorrow then, you have a good night!" then they hang up.
"You were saying my dear?" Marga can't help but tease as she walked to the bed, looking her soon to be sister who was just staring blankly at her this time, with her ears turning red. "Aaaahhhhh, Marga that was so embarrassing!!" Liza can't help but scream while running towards the bathroom and banged the door behind her. Marga was left laughing in the room.
"Come out Liza, I have a surprise for you!" Marga said in a gentle tone, although she find Liza's reaction hilarious. The bathroom door slowly opened, and Liza's face was so red both in embarrassment and in anger, how can Marga betray her like this, no wait, she was the one who started yapping.
"What is it?" Liza was still looking down, still contemplating about what happened, did Ken heard everything, with that though, her mood was immediately slumped. "Do you know who's coming to the wedding tomorrow?" Marga said with a hint of coyness on her voice, before she turned around and went to the bathroom.
Liza cannot hide her excitement, she is going to see Ken again tomorrow, it seems like her sould was refreshed and she felt that at this instant she might be happier than her brother, she feels that she could fly, but she needed to make sure that Ken was really coming, or was Marga just teasing her, hmpft.
"Marga are you sure Ken, my Ken is coming to the wedding tomorrow?" Liza said while softly knocking on the door. After a few minutes had passed there was still no answer, "hello sis, is Ken really coming?" still not getting any answer.
This time she knocked on the door loudly, "Marga, stop teasing me and answer me already, is Ken coming or not?!" she was frustrated this time.
Marga can't take it anymore, she opened the door and burst out laughing, "Hahahaha, sweetie! yes your Ken is coming to the wedding tomorrow, and he has a surprise for you but I am not allowed to tell you. Now I need to sleep because I need to wake up early or else your brother will have to start the wedding without me." Marga closed the conversation and layed down in bed and closed her eyes leaving Liza dumbfounded.