
It didn't feel like a week had passed after a debate in the car that scared Marsha to death. That day Marsha finally has to meet Jeremy again. Aunty Marsha named Mina is having a party at her house. It has become a habit for their families, especially Marsha's grandfather named Faraj is indeed a descendant of predapan, so to preserve and remember the culture of the ancestors, they routinely hold parties.
Aunt Marsha's luxurious house is located in a housing that all its inhabitants are sultans. Cambodia blocks his name, and that night becomes Jeremy's first night at a big family event for the future wife.
Jeremy came with Cantika and Rey. Like the others they also wear Bollywood-themed clothes, both Jeremy and Rey look dashing wearing black and beige Sherwani. Rey was really enthusiastic, she saw a lot of beautiful girls there, but obviously there was only one girl she was looking forward to greeting, who else if not Marsha.
Rey froze, he grazed several times as Marsha walked over, the girl wearing a gold lehenga with a slender belly. Marsha smiled broadly, she stopped right in front of Rey who was standing next to Jeremy.
“What is your sister going to the funeral? Why wear black? It was gloomy,” Marsha's lips, while Jeremy immediately lowered his head to confirm his own appearance. Though in his heart Marsha praised Jeremy who looked very dashing like a prince that night.
“Kak Rey what would you like to try eating gulab jamun? It feels sweet, let's go there?”
Instead of offering her future husband, Marsha instead prefers to invite the prospective sister-in-law. The girl turned away, and without looking at him grabbed Rey's wrist. He pulled the man, his steps accompanied by the sound of wristbands and anklets clinking. Until when he arrived at the food stand that he mentioned Marsha was shocked, he had been holding and was about to feed the sweet ball-shaped food made of milk. However, it wasn't Rey who was nearby but Jeremy.
Marsha's forehead folded fine, she realized she had made a mistake . Turns out he grabbed Jeremy's hand instead of Rey's. The girl almost put her hand down but Jeremy blocked her quickly, slowly bringing the man closer to her face. Jeremy bites a little gulab jamun out of Marsha's hand before grabbing it and immediately putting the rest into the mouth of the future wife.
Marsha laughed, her cheeks bubbling as it was full of sweet food. In Jeremy's eyes now the girl looks so funny, that the sound of music is heard. Some of Mina's relatives started dancing in the middle of the room. Jeremy grinned because he realized Marsha was wrong. The girl chose to run away to fetch mineral water at the drink stand.
“Hei .. Marsha, come dance!” shouted one of his grandfather's cousins.
Marsha shook her head, she suddenly felt embarrassed and chose to stay away. Because it is too wrong to behave, Marsha originally sat and unknowingly sat at a table with her arch-nemesis, who else if not the Council.
The frangipani block was ordinary and even tried to get Marsha to talk. He asked, “What is that handsome guy your future husband? If seen in plain sight it seems better he than the son of the Galaxy whose eyes twitching it.”
Marsha obviously did not like the words of her tantric neighbor, she turned the lazy eyeball and then returned sniffling.
“Bu Dewan has changed profession to commentator? Or a jury? How can you judge people carelessly.”