Ronald faced his reflection on the bathroom mirror. Uncertainty crept in his heart.
Will they allow him to marry her? She assured him that she would marry him regardless they approved or not, but that's not what he sought. He wished her parents blessing.
"Why am I a wimp?" He splashed water on his face. "Why can't I be as strong and courageous as her? Why am I so weak?" He wiped his face and whisked his hands, sprinkling droplets from his arm.
"Hey! Watch it." He heard someone said behind him. He turned and saw a towering blond-haired man with a mustache, wearing a white shirt, brown short pants, and a pair of sneakers.
"Sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to do it." He took some paper towels from the dispenser near him and passed it.
The man shrugged. "No worries, I'm fine. Excuse me." He went to an open cubicle to relieve himself.
