The Bride Pay
Marcel

Hayley hurried away from the VIP room and looked for a toilet, as the lack of experience coming to a restaurant like this, made Hayley difficult.

"Sorry, madam. Where's the toilet, huh?" hayley asked a waiter.

"At the end there, please, ma'am," said the woman was friendly.

Hayley immediately stepped into the toilet, her lips continued to mutter because of Kathrine's attitude that seemed hostile to her.

"When he himself asked Mr.Ice to marry me, now I think I'm his enemy" Hayley muttered, he stomped his feet many times because he was upset, Aaron invited him to come here instead of getting acquainted even considered like a mosquito repellent.

"I don't know how embarrassed, both of them. Hugs kiss in public, in front of me again, huh!" Hayley felt frustrated, if only she had the courage to go home alone from this place she would have gone home, unfortunately the girl did not bring any money at all. It's free to be in this place, to be at home and spend time on a padded mattress is more fun, Hayley thought.

After urinating in the toilet, Hayley chose to sit on an empty bench not far from the men's toilet, for some reason she was reluctant to go back to meet a couple who were in a drunk romance, Aaron and Kathrine.

Hayley swung her legs forward and backward like a child, her lips pouting, she felt annoyed and bored.

"Eh, uh." A passing man almost tripped Hayley's legs, the man was busy staring at the screen of his cellphone so as not to see Hayley swinging his legs to hit the calf of a man who would pass in front of him.

"Eh, sorry, sir. Sorry," Hayley said, she immediately stood up and tried to clean the pants of the man who was hit by his shoes.

"No, I can do it myself" said the man, looking down, flicking his hands several times to clean the slightly dirty black pants.

Hayley felt guilty for her inadvertence, she apologized many times while looking down embarrassed.

"Hayley right?" said the man while pointing at Hayley's face.

"You know, we've met, have we?" hayley asked, he tried to remember the face of a tall well-built man with brown eyes, the sharp nose and jaw seemed to remind Hayley of a man who had met her at an event.

"We met, you're Aaron's secretary, who came to the investors' meeting a week ago" the man said politely.

Hayley nodded her head, now she clearly remembered her encounter with the man.

"Oh yeah, you don't know my name yet. Introduce me, I'm Marcellus Gerarld, just call Marcel.

"Well, Mr. Marcel, I'm sorry I didn't mean it" Hayley said.

"Call Marcel alone, at most we are also the same age," Marcel said, chuckling softly. "Oh yeah, what's up here?" ask again.

"Emm .. anu, I'm abis from the toilet" Hayley replied, not knowing what to answer, as she was also confused by what she was doing near the men's toilet.

"Certainly? why sit here? who are you here with?" marcel's question made Hayley silent, he was embarrassed if he had to admit that he was avoiding Aaron who was making out with Kathrine.

"Emm .. anu, I ...." Hayley scratched her non-itchy head, confused.

"Yes, join me, yuk. It just so happened that I was having dinner with my mom" Marcel asked, without waiting for Hayley's approval, he pulled Hayley's hand quickly.

Marcel took Hayley sitting in three with a middle-aged woman who still looked young, the woman was wearing a long dress patterned with flowers with a scarf on her neck, it's like a bollywood dress.

"Find me, this is my mama" said Marcel, then looked at his confused mama. "Ma, this is my friend, Hayley," he added.

Hayley stretched out her hand in front of Marcel's mama. "I, Hayley, aunt."

The three of them continued with a warm chat and exchanged experiences in the country. Marcel is a Pakistani citizen who has lived in Indonesia with his mother for a year to continue his late father's business.

Although it was the first time Hayley had met Sharaa, they both seemed to have a match in terms of chatter, Sharaa was comfortable with the friend Marcel brought to accompany their dinner.

"Oh yeah, where do you live, Hayley?" ask Marcel. "When you can dong, I play at your house."

"I'm staying at ..." Hayley had no time to continue her words, Aaron was already standing in front of her.

"Hayley, go home!" aaron orders flat, he stares dislike at Hayley.

"Aaron," said Marcel kindly. "Kok, Hayley was brought home anyway, later let me do that."

Marcel looked at a waist-length blonde woman holding Aaron's left arm.

"Is she your wife? sorry, yes. I couldn't come to your wedding this morning, I bothered to pick up my mom at the airport" Marcel said, staring respectfully at the couple he thought were newlyweds.

"Oh, of course. It's okay" answered Kathrine kindly.

While Aaron and Hayley looked at each other with a strange look, Aaron was desperate, he himself was confused how to explain this situation, indeed not everyone knew that Hayley was his wife, but seeing Kathrine clinging to her side at this moment would make anyone think that Kathrine was his wife.

"Hayley, go home!" aaron orders once again, not heeding Marcel who feels objectionable.

"Emm, I'm sorry, Marcel, Aunt. I went home first" Hayley said to two people who accompanied her at one table.

"But I don't have your phone number yet. Nih, write your number here" Marcel asked as he handed Hayley his phone.

"Sorry, Marcel. Hayley can't give her number to just anyone." Aaron said with a fierce look, he felt dislike for Marcel's attitude that was familiar to Hayley.

Kathrine felt strange with Aaron's attitude, she clenched her hands while glancing at Hayley sharply.

Without waiting for Marcel to answer, Aaron immediately pulled Hayley's hand violently to get up from his seat.

"Darling, why the hell was he brought home too. He should have been with you, we could have stayed at the hotel, "sold Kathrine was upset while shaking Aaron's arm.

Aaron did not answer, he continued to step towards his car in the parking lot, Hayley followed silently, he did not feel wrong, then why Aaron seemed to be angry with him.

Aaron opened the back car door. "Lake in!" his orders went out to Hayley. Then let Kathrine stand dumbly as she waited for Aaron to open the car door for her as well.

"Why am I not in the book?" Again, Kathrine grew increasingly upset, then opened her own door and slammed it violently.

Aaron was silent, driving his car fast towards the hotel where Kathrine was staying. The three of them were silent a thousand languages, no one wanted to start a conversation while Aaron was being unwell.

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(Visual Marcellus Gerarld)