On the other hand, Clara felt regretful. Her heart felt guilty for being part of Franklin's father's murder. All day, the girl tried calling the man, but he never answered.While sitting alone, pondering as she stared at the phone number, Clara's gaze drifted to the window. She saw heavy rain falling, soaking the plants around the porch. The cold night didn't make her feel the need for a blanket. The hatred she saw in Franklin's eyes made the girl feel quite fired up."It's cold out, I made you some warm ginger milk," said a man, interrupting Clara's thoughts. She turned her gaze to see her brother standing behind her, bending down to place two glasses of ginger milk on the table."Brother?"Charles smiled and sat next to Clara, observing her closely. There was hidden sadness in her eyelids. They were puffy and slightly red. Seeing this, he felt worried again."You don't have any problems, do you? What happened?" Charles asked, trying to ascertain his sister's condition.Clara shook h
Days passed since that afternoon incident at the cafe, and the relationship between Franklin and Clara ceased to exist. They treated each other coldly. Sometimes when they crossed paths, Clara tried to reach for Franklin's hand."Franklin, listen to me...," she would say whenever she saw him. Her face reflected a plea to be heard, as if she didn't want any misunderstandings.Well, not just misunderstandings, but hostility. Their families had been enemies for a long time. She wanted to fix everything. Her dream of living together made her heart yearn even more for the young man's love.Like tonight, Clara sat pondering in a cafe. Her ears accidentally caught a song played by the band on stage. The lyrics resonated with her, especially since their meaning matched what the girl was feeling."Miss, you've been here all day. Why don't you go home?" asked a neatly uniformed woman who was one of the cafe's waitresses.Clara turned to the woman with a weary face. She shook her head slightly a
Deep down, Franklin still loved Clara. That attraction continued to linger in his soul. However, memories of betrayal made him reluctant to hope for romance. It was better for them not to have a relationship at all. Maybe life would be more beautiful if Clara wasn't by his side.Without realizing it, Franklin's gaze kept focusing on the girl sitting beside him, asleep. Clara looked very beautiful, with a strand of hair covering her eyelid slightly marring that beauty. Franklin's fingers moved to brush away that strand of hair, revealing her face fully."I'm glad I can see you like this. However, I don't like your attitude," Franklin muttered.Feeling fingers touching her face, Clara brushed them away and slowly opened her eyes. She vaguely saw Franklin's fingers continuing to caress her hair down to her cheek. A slight smile formed on the girl's lips."What's wrong?"Franklin was startled to hear Clara's voice as she woke up. He became flustered and quickly snapped out of his actions.
The presence of Franklin's replacement didn't make it easy for Clara to move on. Instead, the girl was reminded even more of the memories that had occurred between them. Axel was so innocent, making her increasingly imagine Franklin's character in the past."Sis, I've prepared all the items in the white bag, what should I do next?" asked Axel while carrying a white backpack and showing it to Clara."Just put it down for now, our client will come to pick up the goods later. Just pretend to be a seller selling regular bags. Don't let anyone see your suspicious movements. Watch your behavior!" Clara ordered and advised about the work to be done next.Axel nodded, walking to the front while wearing sunglasses and a black mask covering his face. His all-black outfit made him look like a bodyguard protecting someone. On the other hand, he also looked like a criminal."Here are the goods, you can take them quickly," said Axel while handing over the white backpack containing illegal items to
Dirgantara is the cafe boss and a close relative of Franklin's friend. However, he's secretly a drug dealer, and his father is one of Franklin's father's business rivals.Knowing that Franklin is getting richer despite his initial fall, Dirgantara doesn't sit idle. He's jealous if that man succeeds beyond him, so he wants Franklin to go bankrupt like his father did before. If necessary, he also wants to eliminate Franklin and end this business rivalry.Just as the collaboration between him and Franklin occurred, his foul plan almost failed when a young man complained about the food in the cafe. If Franklin knew the actual state of this cafe was the same as what that man complained about, the collaboration would be canceled. It would be Dirgantara who would fall, even get hit by a ladder.At this moment, Dirga can only breathe a sigh of relief while smiling. It seems God still wants to give him time to realize his dreams."I hope Franklin will still be willing to work with me."While l
"Listen, I can help you become richer than working with that young man," said a girl, continuing to persuade Dirgantara, who was busy reading documents at the cafe.Dirgantara put the folder containing his documents on the table. He turned and looked at Clara beside him, furrowing his brow. "How?"Clara smiled and moved her hand, signaling for the man to come closer to her."I'll buy your cafe for 20 trillion. You can use that money to start a new business or live abroad. It's pretty good, right? You can be rich without having to think about business rivals..." Clara offered with a seductive smile, making Dirgantara, who was previously indifferent, become a little shaken. The man swallowed hard with both eyes sparkling, imagining the amount of money he heard.He was about to be tempted, but suddenly he remembered his collaboration with Franklin and the plan to destroy him. He shook his head firmly, trying to reject Clara's offer. He brushed aside the money the girl held out to him."I
As planned from Charles's idea, Clara took a deep breath as she sat in a small, dimly lit room. Around her stood many of her subordinates wearing their distinctive black uniforms."As I wanted, this shop will continue to operate as a normal bakery and serve as our hideout," Clara explained, looking straight ahead with determination.Everyone nodded in understanding. Meanwhile, Clara's gaze swept the room and settled on one of her subordinates who was fidgeting restlessly."Axel, why are you like that?" Clara scolded, making the new recruit jump in surprise and stop moving.Axel smiled nervously, shaking his head. "It's nothing, boss. Just a mosquito," he answered, causing Clara to roll her eyes lazily."I have a new idea. While this bakery is being set up, one or two of you should pretend to apply for jobs at our enemy's cafe," Clara ordered, making everyone curious and confused."What do you mean, boss?" Axel asked, slightly protesting.Clara nodded. "Yes, how about it, do you want t
Dirgantara sat squinting at the two young men in front of him. He hadn't intended to provide information about job interviews, but suddenly they showed up offering themselves.The cafe owner didn't want to hire any more employees, while the two men kept persuading and begging. There was a hint of pity in their words."Please, sir. Hire us, our office went bankrupt and we don't know where to work. Meanwhile, our children at home are still young," said Farhan with a pitiful voice and a feigned suffering expression. His eyes produced fake tears.Secretly, Axel, seeing Farhan pleading like that, laughed inwardly. He never thought that the person he had always seen as a wise figure would now act so strangely when pretending. Farhan had quite a high sense of humor."Alright, you're hired, but remember, only as a cleaning service. I have enough baristas and other staff," Dirgantara said to Farhan, unable to bear the man's sad face any longer.Farhan smiled proudly and happily. He clasped his