While Marcel was still trying to control his breath that felt tight in his chest. Bunga looked at him in surprise and also wondered in her heart. Who is the bride that makes Marcel turn gloomy? Bunga herself didn't dare to ask Marcel about it for fear that Marcel's mood would get worse.
"Are you alright?" Bunga ventured to ask Marcel. Even though his chest was still pounding from earlier. Marcel looked up at Bunga's face, which looked beautiful under the dim lights.
"You don't need to know, now that it's over you can go home." Marcel is still cold to Bunga who seems to be thinking about Marcel. Marcel mother's curious about the woman Marcel is holding. When Marcel came down, he hurriedly followed his youngest son down. Excuse me with the husband about to go to the toilet.
"Marcel," called Marcel's mother who was looking at Bunga's face. Marcel's mother eyes narrowed as his eyebrows knit together.
