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
Ethan returned to work as usual.Previously, he had also bought a lot of food for his sister so that the girl wouldn't need to go anywhere else to find her meals.The shelf that Citra had once bought for the girl was now filled with many snacks.Ethan had even bought heavy meals for the girl."Is anything missing?" asked Ethan as he looked at the watch on his wrist.Amel then shook her head, indicating that she didn't need anything else."It's fine, if you want to leave, just go. I'm okay. I can manage on my own," said Amel, reassuring the man.Ethan, who was still worried about his sister, felt reluctant to leave her alone in the apartment.But, to ensure that the girl would always be safe and not need to be worried about excessively, Ethan then decided to lock the apartment door from the outside.There was no other reason for Amel to go out anyway. So, if the girl was detained, there wouldn't be any side effects either."Alright. Take good care of yourself while I'm gone. Oh yeah, I
Nike returned to his office feeling irritated.For the time being, he had to work alone again because Citra was reportedly being quarantined in her room, according to Mrs. Merry.Nike actually wanted to protest and try to talk so that the woman wouldn't be confined like that. However, his arguments were always easily refuted by that woman."I don't know what to do anymore. Everything about me is now ruined in Citra's eyes. I will lose her trust completely. No! I don't want to lose that woman."Honestly, Nike didn't want his relationship with Citra to end at all. He always hoped that their sibling bond would remain intact, forever.However, everything seemed too late. Now Nike understood the reason why that woman no longer wanted to talk to him at all.His name was clearly tarnished due to the leak of secrets about the theft and the plan that originally came from Mrs. Merry."I think I need a cup of coffee to calm this noisy mind," Nike muttered softly.Nike walked away, out of his roo
Ethan sighed deeply.The message sent by Milena last night was really bothering his mind right now.It was difficult for Ethan to refocus on the computer screen in front of him."No. What am I thinking? Didn't I say I was okay with all this? Then, what else should I be worried about?"Ethan tried to guide himself to refocus on what he should be doing right now.A rather long sigh escaped his mouth, managing to give a little peace in his heart."Enough, Ethan. You don't need to think about her anymore. Maybe, this is indeed the path she chose. You and she are also very different, like sky and earth that clearly can't be united," Ethan muttered briefly, making him fall silent.Why did he suddenly say such a thing?Ethan tried to focus on his computer screen before finally a voice greeted him, making Ethan unable to think clearly anymore."Ethan!"The man then raised his face to find Milena already standing and waving her hand towards Ethan.A rather long sigh escaped his mouth, feeling
A few hours earlier...Citra was in the makeup room, preparing for the event that would start in a few hours.Since earlier, not a single word had come out of her mouth.Citra had truly kept her mouth shut tight, not saying a single word since before.Only heavy sighs kept coming out of her mouth."Is there anything you'd like to add or remove, Miss?" asked the makeup artist to Citra.The woman remained completely silent, giving no response whatsoever, leaving the makeup artist with no choice but to resignedly continue her job until it was finished.There were no specific makeup requests made as usual. It was certain that Citra was entrusting everything to the makeup artist, or more accurately, Citra had no interest in the current event, allowing herself to appear as carelessly as possible.A few minutes passed, and Citra's makeup was finally done.Now it was time for Citra to change clothes."Come, Miss. I'll help you put on your dress," said the makeup artist, intending to assist th
Citra now ended up back in her room.A rather long sigh escaped her mouth, her memory kept bringing her to Ethan's surprised expression because she clearly defended him."I'm sorry. It seems I've lost. I wish you were the one in that position, not Martin."Citra muttered in her heart, shedding tears as her heart felt sad along with those words echoing in her mind.Currently, Citra was forced to wear that dress under the direct supervision of her mother.Mrs. Merry seemed unwilling to take her eyes off the woman, watching her so closely as if not wanting to let her out of sight."Give beautiful ornaments to her hair. If possible, add butterfly decorations. Make this night an unforgettable one for my daughter. Don't let there be any more tragedies like earlier. Understand?"Mrs. Merry warned her daughter's stylists. Meanwhile, Citra could only sigh deeply, unable to do anything because she was indeed no longer trusted by that middle-aged woman."I hope. God also opposes my relationship