
At least the Gita has no intention of stopping her steps. From behind he heard Rama's steps getting closer.
“Gita, Gita.” Rama held Gita's arm, with a slightly breathless breath
“Sorry,” said Rama, immediately standing upright because he realized the meaning of the words Gita. He's cleared his throat. “I want to ask you that too. Harris Gunawan's future wife? What did I hear that was true? Seriously? What's just a dress...