
The show hasn't started yet, but the clothes are already a mess. Chandra loosened her bow tie due to the suffocating feeling that had plagued her since earlier. This rope is not because the collar buttons are too tight.
His hair was also beginning to dishevel, as if his face.
"He wears the most different clothes, but it's hard to find them!" gerrutu annoyed.
Chandra stared at the entrance of the hall that was over there. It would have been impossible if he had entered on his own without Margaret.
"But what if he goes in first?" he asked himself.
"This sib*lan's tie!" his grunts confirmed his clothes and walked towards the entrance of the hall.
Inside the atmosphere was even more crowded. Of all the people in here Chandra has to find one.
"Look at me.." again he grumbled.
Despite his annoyance he still continued to search. Don't know what he'll do if he finds Margaret.
Over there. At first glance he caught the shadow of the woman he was looking for. With a quick step he rushed over to the increasingly clear figure.
"Hey pig roll!" call him in the middle of that loud music boom.
"Ck!" his decak when his voice can not beat the sound of music.
Another bit..
"Hey pig roll!"
Margaret turned. But instead of being happy because that person had bothered to look for him, he instead looked glum.
Regardless, Margaret left just like that. It makes Chandra unhappy. Feel downcast.
"You're ignoring me?" Chandra restrains Margaret's arm, halting her steps.
"Do you blatantly defend them?" he continued in a voice that seemed cold.
Margaret turned around, then gently removed Chandra's grip on her arm.
"I don't want to make a fuss." he said, then resumed his steps to leave.
But once again Chandra stopped him.
"Don't want to make a noise? but you're screwing me up!" Chandra raised her voice in her last sentence.
"Why do you always make me look bad in front of them?" ask Chandra.
"It wasn't me, but it was Brother himself who made Brother look bad.."
"Sister shows the rough nature of Brother in front of them" continued Margaret.
"Because I don't like you being close to those street kids!" chandra snapped along with the backlight that shot towards the two of them.
The music stops. I don't know since when. But to be sure, their debate just now looks like a theater.
They both stood in front of the main stage. The show has started since Chandra said 'you screwed me up'. They are both engrossed in their own world to the point of ignoring the MC who has repeatedly called them.
Lousy.
The MC, Lidya, Margaret's cousin looked at Heka and Albert standing over there. There's nothing they can do either.
Lidya let out a long sigh, then cleverly turned that awkward atmosphere into a joke.
"All right, that's how they both look.."
"That's how they have been since childhood, full of quarrels. But who would have thought it turned into love.."
The sound of laughter and applause filled the momentary silence within that hall.
"Alright, without further ado, the main character of this event is welcome to go on stage" said Lidya.
Margaret frowned confusedly. He did not understand the current situation. And what Lidya was talking about, she didn't understand.
Margaret looked at her cousin with a wiggle of her head as a gesture. But the insensitive Lidya just smiled as he waved his hand.
"Let's.." Chandra cried who had bowed before him while thrusting his hand.
"Fastly accept my hand if you don't want me to carry it in front of everyone!" Chandra.
Hearing the threat soon he receives Chandra's helping hand. A loud applause sounded again.
"What a perfect couple." said MC Lidya.
Someone came with a tray filled with a small box.
"Esteemed attendees must be wondering why the bride-to-be looks confused, right?"
"Wait, bride? did I call it right?"
The sound of laughter again sounded because of the silliness of the MC.
"Can you explain it, Young Master?" Lidya turned it to Chandra to answer him.
Chandra receives a microphone from Lidya, and answers it briefly. "Because this is a surprise.."
"The answer is short, dense, and clear, yes." Lidya said in between her small laughter.
"Alright, in accordance with the orders of my superiors, Mr. Heka, said the welcome from both sides of the family will be given at the next event. Please applaud the two great men sitting next door, Mr. Heka and Mr. Albert.."
Far from being formal, the event is more worthy of being called a joke. But that's the kind of concept that comes with.
"Ok, back to the main character. Let's head straight to the core event of the ring exchange between Miss Margaretha Hekamartha and Young Lord Chandra Artha Nugraha,"
"But before the ring, of course Chandra had to convey his love to Margaret." said the MC in a teasing tone.
The sound of laughter and applause the guests gave as support.
"Please.."
Chandra did not pick up the microphone, he just stared straight at Margaret. He looked deeply at Margaret, and vice versa.
"I turned down this engagement" one sentence that was enough to make the hall quiet in an instant.
"This is messing me up. Is it worth being in a relationship with the girl I've been monitoring since childhood? who is like my own sister." said Chandra who successfully made Albert rise from his seat.
"But I became increasingly chaotic and chaotic when this unusual feeling always bothered me. And it gets bigger when he does this.."
cup~
The guests' cheers filled the silence in the hall as Chandra kissed Margaret's lips.
"This naughty little girl dared to do that to me!" chandra said while facing the invited guests.
"Sir Heka, what should I do to this Father's Daughter?"
The place really turned into a guyonan event.
"Don't let go!" one of the guests who made all the guests laugh.
"Good advice." murmured Chandra while looking at Margaret.
"Hows it? do you want to be responsible?" ask Chandra.
Margaret smiled shyly at Chandra's words. With her teary eyes she looked at Chandra.
"You're not pretending, are you?" shirih Margareth.
"Sister doesn't have to go this far just to get me hooked" he continued.
"What do I have to prove again? is that as bad as I was in your eyes?"
"I'll go far if this time Brother messes with me.."
Margaret grabs Chandra's microphone. "I'll take responsibility." he said.
A loud applause sounded again. Chandra picked up a small box in a tray that was carried by the person next to her.
Two silver rings appeared as the box was opened. Without taking any more time, Chandra immediately put the ring on Margaret's ring finger. Next Margaret.
"The ring that is now circular on their fingers is a symbol of the bond between the two people which indicates both are serious to step to the next level,"