"Danish…," As a reaction at his name mentioned, Danish freed his arms from Ana's body in shock, his eyes met Luna's as soon as stopping to her direction.
"Luna…." His whitened face indicated his shock to her unexpected existence in the middle of him and Ana; they might have planned this together to show her their inseparable love, that abrupt provoking thought flashed into Luna's mind.
"I'm sorry for intruding your moment." In a rush and impatience, Luna turned her back on them and darted through the alley among the seats.
"Luna…wait…,"
"Danish, let her go." Danish waged Ana's grab and ran after Luna outside of the building; the drama grasped other visitors' watch.
Danish's deed that threw shame onto Ana's face made her, holding her acrimony, track out of the restaurant with her stare down; she had no the nerve to lift her chin under other people's gaze.
