
"What's wrong?" Marcell who heard the sound of crying from his beautiful girl immediately ran over and hugged the girl he had just applied to a few minutes ago. Still with her cries, Chayra showed a message that was darned in the application of a chat belonging to her future husband.
"Sister I miss you, why was sister there so long? you're gonna keep your promise to marry me, aren't you?" the message sent by Alena makes Chayra burn with emotion, not only Chayra but also Marcell. It was not the intention of keeping it a secret that Marcell had never made such a promise.
"Is this why you haven't been telling me all this time? is this also the reason you haven't been back in the country for nearly two years? haa? explain to me Marcell!!" Chayra let go of Marcell's embrace by force even her hand did not hesitate to hit the field's chest.
"I'm glad I'll explain calm down first" Marcell held Chayra back in his arms. It doesn't matter if Chayra rebels.
"What do you want to explain? aren't you going to marry that girl? then why did you come back here and propose to me?" chayra shouted with a voice that was getting weaker. Even he only resigned when Marcell hugged his body tightly.
"It's a shame I never made such a cheap promise" Marcell replied firmly.
"Then what is it? if you don't make an appointment, the woman won't charge either" Chayra argued still with sobs. Marcell sighed softly and then led Chayra to sit down again.
"Now listen to me" Marcell cupped Chayra's tear-soaked cheeks, slowly rubbing her thumb against the tears that flowed with her whimper. Those beautiful, puffy eyes were implying a deep disappointment.
"Alena's disease relapsed, I had to accompany her to the treatment there again and that's why I also moved to college" Marcell stopped for a moment and continued his sentence "Actually I was also lazy with its potent nature, which is why, but it was because of my parents' indebtedness to his family that I had to obey all their wishes"
"No. I would rather be killed than marry Alena" Marcell replied with determination in every word.
"But why didn't you call me?" ask Chayra with the same face.
"I'm sorry, I just don't want Alena to take my phone and say the no-no to you" Marcell replied, lowering his head, actually that's not Marcel's main reason, there was another reason that kept him from contacting Chayra that long.
"I'm sure there's more you're hiding from me than Alena's" Chayra said.
"Actually the reason I first moved to the country was because my mother decided to take care of my father who was very ill there. And for reasons not contacting you earlier is not the main reason. My main reason was because my father died at that time and I who was hit did not want to be bothered by anyone at that time" Marcell took a slow breath and then exhaled.
"I'm sorry for thinking negatively about you" Chayra lamented her emotion-borne stupidity without asking what really happened. Marcell hugged Chayra tightly, the memory of his father wandering back in his smart brain. Even tears could not hold him.
"I'm sorry also because there's nothing when you're down" Chayra replied to Marcell's embrace was no less tight. Marcell just nodded and let go of his embrace and then kissed the lips that had become his candlestick.
"A semester break, right? so come with me to the country. I'll take you to see mom and we'll go for a walk" Marcell's advice made Chayra look up at her head, looking at the sharp bead of eyes that had hit her heart.