DPOV (5 years later)
The boys are now seven, Arianna just turned five, and our youngest son, Dimitri Jr., is two and a half. And today is a very special day. Me and Roza's wedding. December 22nd was the day we decided to marry. Mama, Viktoria, Sony, Karolina, and all of me and Roza's friends are going to be there. I was all ready - I had my tux on, my hair tied back into a ponytail, and was already at the alter with a few of the guys. We were waiting on the girls to show up. Ivan and Eddie were watching Veli, Bener, and Jr., making sure they didn't misbehave or got themselves dirty. I was both excited and nervous at the fact that I'll be getting married.
~Secret admirers~
The music started and when I saw the church doors open, my heart sped up. Both of Roza's parents died in a car accident a few years ago, so a good friend of mine, Mark, agreed to walk Roza down the aisle. She looked absolutely stunning. A strapless dress with a sweetheart neckline; the dress fit Roza's chest and waist and feathered out the farther down it went; Roza wore white elbow-length fingerless gloves; a veil; and a bouquet of roses and lilies and other flowers. All my worries dissolved when I saw Roza.
~Secret admirers~
"Do you, Dimitri Belikov, take Rosemarie Hathaway to be your lawfully wedded wife. In sickness and in health, for richer or for poor, 'till death parts you?" the pastor said.
"I do." I put as much love and admiration into those two words as I could muster.
"Do you, Rosemarie Hathaway, take Dimitri Belikov to be your lawfully wedded husband. In sickness and in health, for richer or for poor, 'till death parts you?"
"I do." Though the veil covered my Roza's gorgeous face, I could see the tears in her eyes. Roza were facing each other, holding each other's hands. I gave Roza's a gentle squeeze. Deep down, I knew that if the pastor didn't say 'You may kiss the bride,' I was going to attack Roza that very minute.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the pastor said. I nearly ripped the veil off of Roza's face - a beautiful smile on her face, her eyes teary - and I gave her a nice, long kiss. Roza's arms flew around my neck and I held her tightly against me. An eruption of claps and shouts filled the church. When Roza and I pulled apart, we turned to smile at our guests. I could see our children, Veli and Bener smiling, Arianna looked a little confused but happy, and Jr. didn't really know what was happening.
~Secret admirers~
At the reception - which was held in Mama's backyard - everyone was congratulating Roza and I. Giving us hugs and slaps on the backs.
"We're finally married," Roza said. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it. She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling. "I can't believe it. We're finally married."
I gave Roza's hand a gently kiss. "It's a lot to take in. But I'll never get tired of calling you Roza Belikov." Roza chuckled. As the reception went on, all of the guests made an announcement and told Roza and I how happy they were for us and how they wished us a long and happy life together.
And while everything was magical, the one thing that made it even more magical was that it started snowing.
QUICKY A/N: SORRY THIS CH. WASN'T LONG. I'LL TRY AND MAKE THE NEXT CH. LONGER. HOPE YOU LIKED THE WEDDING CH.!
AND FOR THOSE OF YOU REVIEWERS WHO WANTED A LITTLE HINT ON WHAT MY NEXT FANFIC WILL BE, WELL, HERE IT IS:
"DEAR MS. KIROVA,
WE ACCEPT THAT WE HAD TO SACRIFICE A WHOLE SATURDAY FOR WHATEVER IT WAS WE DID WRONG. WHAT WE DID WAS WRONG, BUT WE THINK YOU'RE CRAZY TO MAKE US WRITE AN ESSAY TELLING YOU WHO WE THINK WE ARE. YOU SEE US AS YOU WANT TO SEE US, IN THE SIMPLEST TERMS, THE MOST CONVENIENT DEFINITIONS. BUT WHAT WE FOUND OUT IS THAT EACH OF US IS A BRAIN, AND AN ATHLETE, AND A BASKET CASE, A PRINCESS, AND A CRIMINAL. DOES THAT ANSWER YOUR QUESTION?"
IT WAS BASED ON A MOVIE.
YOURS TRULY,
~SMITHY
