Langga felt like he must've misheard.
There was no way! That couldn't possibly be what he thought he heard.
But just as he tried to convince himself his hearing was malfunctioning, Gara's voice came again.
"We haven't said anything yet because… no one's asked."
"No one will ask. Madha's always been attentive to you. They'll probably only notice once they see your ring—"
"This hazel-gem ring is our engagement ring. He gave this to me when he proposed. We've been engaged since long before the party."
Thump!
Langga's heart slammed against his ribs.
He knew that ring. He'd been staring at it for months, watching Gara wear it every day.
He'd thought Gara just really liked it.
That was why he bought that necklace —with the same hazel gem— hoping Gara would like it too.
And yes… Gara did like the ring. And the person who gave it to him, too.
Holding back the sudden tightness crushing his chest, Langga kept listening.
