Bunga's eyes glanced at Marcel's hand which was still in his hand. Suddenly Marcel became embarrassed because he was still holding Bunga's hand.
"But I don't want to bother Mr. Marcel, it's already late," squeaked Bunga, feeling uneasy. He was afraid that other employees would think he was taking advantage of Marcel.
"I've told you many times when you talk to me, don't be too formal." Marcel snapped, still in his arrogant style. Bunga was still standing there with her hands gripping the strings of her bag.
