The eerie night air enveloped Citra's footsteps as she walked down the hospital hallway. A long sigh escaped her mouth, her gaze diverted in another direction to find many dark gaps that were invisible to them. For a moment, she felt uneasy, afraid that the man in front of her was just deceiving her.However, their footsteps that continued to walk far away, down the deserted hospital corridor made Citra then believe that the man was most likely not lying to her. Citra followed where the man was taking her, they then stopped at one of the hallways that contained several doors at once. The man's steps then stopped at one of the doors of the room in the far corner of the corridor. Check! The man then opened the door casually, entering the room with Citra still trailing behind him. Slowly, the man's body that was blocking his path then shifted to the side, as if giving room for Citra to see what was directly in front of her. Deg! As Citra's heart beat faster than usual, she tried
Ethan returned to work in his office as usual, as one of his employees in the office entered with a document in his hand. A long sigh came out of Ethan's mouth as he realized his work would increase now. Tring! An incoming message notification sounded on his cell phone, again the message came from a number that Ethan did not save in his contacts. However, even though the number was indeed not saved, Ethan already knew who the owner of the phone number was. [Good morning, Mr. Ethan. How are you? Are you sure you don't want to see your sister soon?]Between being sure or not, Ethan was confused about how else to respond. On the other hand, he seemed to be waiting for the truth about the information on the whereabouts of his sister from his former lover who was working with him. However, as soon as he saw the phone number, Ethan felt anxious, afraid that he would not have another chance to meet his sister, if he did not immediately respond to her. "What are you thinking again, Et
Ethan wandered around, trying to find where the woman was. For more than half an hour, Ethan had been waiting at a café not too far from Ethan's office. The man had sent the address to Milena, asking her to come to the place whose location the man had sent."Tsk! Where is that woman? Why didn't she come earlier?" Ethan cursed the woman's tardiness that had made him almost die of fleas there. He closed his eyes, neutralizing the breath that had been rising and falling. Just as Ethan held his cell phone again, about to call the woman, the sound of footsteps with a rush of breath came to him. "Sorry, I'm too late," said the woman, none other than Milena. Ethan let out a long sigh, trying to subdue the annoyance in his heart. He then raised his face, his forehead suddenly frowned at Milena's strange appearance. The woman was currently wearing a mask, making Ethan confused as to why she was wearing that face covering. "Where's Amel? If you're just lying to me and want to take advan
Ethan seemed to be in a hurry, putting on the jacket hanging behind his bedroom door with quick movements. The look on his face was so happy, he couldn't wait to meet his sister. Earlier, exactly 5 minutes ago when Ethan had just arrived home and had just washed his face to get rid of the fatigue and sleepiness that had invaded him, a message notification came to his cell phone. [Come here. Your sister is here]The short message from an unknown number was Ethan's guess as to where the sender of the message was from. A smile spread across his face, he was happy that he would soon be able to meet his brother. The image where Ethan could again look at that loving face was imagined in his head, impatient to immediately hug the body that had been separated from him for a long time. Ethan felt a little relieved when he knew the woman kept her promise. "I have to hurry up and leave. I can't wait to meet her," Ethan muttered with a scattered look on his face. To hell with the figure o
"No need. I don't need any explanation from you. You can go and leave us alone here," Ethan said back to the man. Visibly, Martin smiled wryly, satisfied with the distress etched on Ethan's face. Ethan hated the man in front of him so much, he wanted to annihilate him. "Already, brother. It's okay. Forget it. I also don't want to remember everything anymore. I just want to rest, I want us to go home. I'm tired of thinking about all this," Amel said to her brother. Ethan who heard her pleading words suddenly turned his gaze to Amel, nodding his head as a sign that he agreed with her. "I'll talk to the doctor. I'll take care of your return," Ethan replied to his sister. Amel then nodded her head, even with that said the man was still there. "What are you still here for? Aren't you satisfied with everything?" asked Ethan feeling fed up. Although the grip was so strong in his hand, Ethan ignored it because he already thought that there was no need for him to think about Martin's r
Citra let out a long sigh. She could only lament that her cell phone had now changed hands from her. "As long as you and Martin have not officially tied the knot, I will confiscate your cell phone," said Mrs. Merry to her only child. A long sigh escaped her mouth. She could only close her eyes, letting her mother's bad attitude envelop her. The hurt that Citra now felt from her parents' attitude was seared into her heart. She was no longer able to show her good behavior at all. Even just making small talk, getting words out of her mouth was not something she wanted to do anymore. "Tonight is the right dinner with Martin. Don't let you make Mama feel embarrassed again. It's enough that you made a mess last night but not today and the next few days," Mrs. Merry reminded the woman. Citra chose to cover her ears, nodding her head in reply to the words from the woman's mouth. Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the woman's room, it turned out that the aunt who worked i
Citra let out a long sigh. She stared at the bright red velvet box now clearly visible on her dressing table.The woman gazed at her reflection, feeling the tightness in her chest growing stronger. She averted her eyes, trying to banish the hateful thoughts.If only Citra hadn't been trapped. If only Ethan could have trusted her back then.If only, if only - nothing but "if onlys" kept flashing through the woman's mind.Knock! Knock! Knock!The sound of knocking on her bedroom door drew her attention to the doorway."Citra," called that person in a weak voice.Citra rolled her eyes. She quickly got up from her seat and decided to go to her bed.Before Citra could throw herself onto the bed, her wrist was already grabbed by that person."I don't want to talk to anyone right now, especially you."Citra stated firmly, not once turning to look, as if clearly reluctant to face that person."Nike! Let me go! Don't you understand what I just said to you?"Citra glared at him sharply, her gaz
Amel kept her mouth shut. She didn't know how to answer the man."Amel?"Ethan's call succeeded in snapping the girl out of her reverie. She then focused her gaze on the man."What is it, Bro?" Amel asked reflexively.Inwardly, Amel cursed the words that came out of her mouth. She shouldn't have asked such a question.It would make her look suspicious in front of the man."Do you know Richard?" Ethan asked again.A slight suspicion was clearly felt by the man. He seemed to be harboring something that was difficult to explain in words as well.A second later, Amel quickly shook her head, indicating to Ethan that she also didn't know about the question the man had asked."No. I don't know who you're talking about now, Bro. You know yourself that I've just moved to this place. I still haven't made any friends here," Amel said, trying not to look suspicious.Ethan agreed with what Amel said. What Amel said was true, it wasn't possible for her to know new people, let alone Richard.How cou