Holy Marriage

Holy Marriage
Idols


Anna smashes ice cream while following her friends around the mall. They look at dolls, clothes, hats, perfumes and sandals. Exit the store looking for items that are needed today's teenagers. Mostly buying dolls and perfumes. And Anna, the girl just bought ice cream and a book. Where might Anna have more money to buy items whose benefits are less effective.


“Yes Allah, Yes Robbi, Oh my God, I squirm angel!” Ica turned her back to look at her friends.


“What the hell, Ca? Lebai amat,” Airin said.


“That's looking towards the left!”


Anna and the others turned in the direction they were pointing. Among humans passing by, their eyes immediately focused on the figure of a man in a brown suit who was in tandem with four other adult men, one of whom was a Caucasian. Judging from his appearance, it was clear they were important people.


“That's Alan Wlliam, right?”


“Buset, really cool. Take a photo of her ah.” Ica poked out the phone's camera to take a photo of Alan. “Eh jeez, hp camera I heng again. Pinjem hp lo, Ann.” The girl snatched the phone from Anna's bag whose zipper was open. Immediately he pressed the camera app and took a picture of Alan's face wherever he could.


The longer the distance Alan and the entourage got closer. The men seemed to be talking about something important.


Anna just silently stared without doing anything. What's he supposed to do?


Alan gawked as he passed Anna, without the slightest word of greeting.


Anna snorted at Alan who was ignoring her. Though clearly Anna's eyes had collided with Alan's view. They looked at each other but only for a split second, after which Alan looked up.


Anna stared at Alan's back until the man entered the restaurant. Anna still looked at him until the man sat down with the entourage at one of the tables. No one had restricted Anna's view to get to Alan as they were only limited with glass. Anna could see all the man's movements, not once did Alan turn his eyes to Anna.


Uh, you cocky dude. No prospective husband, but met at this time as if not familiar. After grumbling inwardly, the next second Anna curses herself who expects to be noticed more by Alan. Who is Anna? Anna knew enough of herself, which was nothing in Alan's eyes. Wherever possible Alan will argue with Anna who at that time wore a gray white uniform. Though the concern of Alan became his own pride in front of his friends. In fact, everything was not as he had hoped.


“Ya yuk yuk unplug!” take Anna.


They march.


Ica opened the gallery, looking at her portrait. And surprised when swiping the saved photos.


“Aaaaa.. buset, bye!” ica's screams made a glance towards the girl who was closing her mouth while glaring at the photo on the phone.


“Once again, Ca? From earlier mule creaking. Not sure what yells?” grouse Arini.


“The photo is jeez.” There was no answer Ica gave, just that sentence and managed to make everyone curious and surround Ica to see the photo that made Ica scream.


Suddenly everything screamed loudly when he saw the same photo, no other photo of Anna and Alan both in the car.


TB