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“Evan, my heart is broken hearing this. But not because of what my dad has done. I honestly couldn’t care less about him. Not a single thing. Whether he married anyone or had another affair, to me I no longer have a dad. He’s dead to me and I won’t get hurt because of him. But now my heart’s broken and it’s because … it’s your mom, whom you never expected would have done such a thing. So now, I want to act as your best friend. I’m your support system here. Please stop hiding, let’s go through this together.” Grace’s words from last night kept ringing in Evan’s ear. Especially about her wanting to be his support system. It gave him strength when he woke up. Now he returned to the office in a much better state. Evan did not expect that Grace's response to this bad news turned out to be the exact opposite of what he had been afraid of. He even wondered if he'd told Grace straight away, he probably wouldn't have had to go through such a painful experience alone. The year before he return
Improving mood wasn’t an easy thing to do. Grace didn’t want to ruin the dinner with Evan. She wanted to make that night into an enjoyable moment. Her best friend had just passed a critical stage related to their parents’ affair. Hence Grace tried her best to positively respond to every topic Evan brought up along the way. Either with light laughter or some jokes. Luckily, it quite successfully lightened up her mood. “Whoa. A French restaurant. So this is the talk among my colleagues. They said it’s a fancy restaurant. And it’s expensive, Evan—ah, you’re a GM. It’s dirt cheap for you.” Grace chuckled, realizing who her best friend was now. Unbuckling her seatbelt, she got out of the car. Evan came from the other side. He locked the car and stood next to Grace. "Frankly speaking, I googled some good restaurants and found this as the first on the list," he said. "Aw. My dress doesn't match this place. It's too… plain." Grace looked up to Evan, pouting her lips in slight disappointmen
Living only with her mom wasn't always easy for Grace. Ever since her dad left, she had been paying more attention to the only family member left she had. Compared to her peers, she grew up and matured faster than them. When the others could still have fun, hanging out with their friends, she spent most of her time helping her mom. A few years back before living in England, Evan also regularly came to their house and helped deliver some orders. Now that his relationship with Grace was on the mend, he took the initiative to help again. Unfortunately, Grace didn’t approve of it with such firm resoluteness. Consequently, he only came several times a week to buy two or three kinds of pastry and a drink. That evening after a light debate, Evan drove Grace to her house. When they arrived, Indah was found to be busy in front of the house, serving drinks to many customers. As quickly as possible, they got out of the car and approached her. “Mom, why aren’t you finished yet? Everything would
As usual, the hotel's marketing department held a special internal event for office staff to celebrate Valentine's Day. This year's theme is 'Feeling Nostalgic', where anyone could send a secret love letter to someone they admired just like in school. Many of the staff were enthusiastic to participate in it, even though it wasn't obligatory. Every secret love letter would be collected in a special box, placed next to the door of each department before February 14th. These letters were distributed to each of the receivers on D-Day. That morning Grace found several love letters on her desk. Some were typed, and the rest were handwritten. She read them all and none impressed her. Thus they were just like the passing wind that left no mark. “This one looks like it's from Mario, ahem, Mr. Suganda, I mean.” As Nita received only a letter, she read all that Grace received. “It's neatly handwritten, has fine diction, and seems to express how he knows you well, Grace.” Grace responded casua
‘Grace … is into someone else. Not me.’ Evan chose to back off at once. He did not want to face another affair once again in his life, as his mom had committed. He learned that his parents didn’t love each other when they got married. No wonder divorce was inevitable. “I think I have an appointment with someone else. I almost forgot. See you tomorrow, Grace,” said Evan as soon as they came out of the elevator. “Eh? Why—Alright. See ya.” It somehow made Grace upset. She looked at his back as he walked fast leaving the hotel. Now, Grace had to prepare her heart to face Anthony. From where she was standing, she could already spot the guy and his motorcycle. His red shirt beneath the jacket was seen and he waved at her as she walked closer. “Hi, Grace.” Anthony smiled seeing his crush coming. Grace smiled back at him. “Where are we heading?” she asked. “You’ll see. Now hop on. I know you don’t want to return home late.” Anthony gave another helmet to Grace and then hopped on the moto
"Grace, are you okay?" Mario's voice broke Grace’s reverie. With a quick nod, Grace responded, "I’m sorry, Mr. Suganda. I was just lost in thoughts about some personnel of the F&B department who complained about their employee entitlements." That was an excuse that Grace could quickly put up with. Luckily her brain could work together to cover up the confusion that had plagued her mind since last night. Mario pulled out the blue folder in front of her and handed it to Grace. "For that one, you don't need to think about it. Now, please go to Mr. Williams's room and deliver this. Please note in detail if there is anything that he asks for revision. Because this one is urgent," he said. Since morning Grace had been trying not to get involved with Evan, or even just run into him. She didn't want to show her high curiosity and opened her mouth to directly ask the thing bothering her mind. Anthony had asked her not to talk about this before stalking him at a bar later this night. However
With all the bruises all over Evan’s body and face, Grace wasn’t sure to take care of him herself at his apartment. She was too worried that something serious related to his health both physically and mentally would happen. Therefore she rushed him to the hospital to be taken care of well.After about an hour of medical check-ups, the doctor said there was nothing serious about Evan physically. His wound was cleaned and the doctor gave him a prescription.“All is good, Mrs. William. But noticing Mr. Williams’ medical record, I can see he experienced psychological issues a while back?” The doctor confirmed it to Grace, whom he thought was Evan's wife.However, Grace didn’t bother correcting the wrong assumption regardless. “Yes, Adjustment Disorder. Some trauma caused by internal familial conflicts,” she spoke frankly. “Do you understand his psychological condition?”The doctor took off his glasses and put them on the table. “You better discuss this matter with the specialist. I can’t t
Everything had been going well until about a month later. There was no sign of both Grace's dad and Evan's mom, and they jump to the conclusion that their parents didn't come to Bali to meet Grace. Things got better and even progressed. Evan's psychological health improved, and Grace returned to her routine at the office and helped Indah after work. Additionally, with sufficient savings, Indah's small store had officially turned into a pastry shop. For Grace, there was nothing better than times like this. She started to see good things happening in her life with Evan being the old best friend she used to have and some improvements in her little family. She didn't hope for anything other than peace in life. It was Saturday noon and Grace knew it was time for her to take turns with Indah to stay in the shop. She left the house in a fairly perfunctory fashion and her hair tied up. The sun was high and it dazzled her eyes. She walked with her hands over the front of his head. Before en
Dealing with moving and a few other things seemed to take a lot of time. It was only in February that the newlyweds had the opportunity to go on their honeymoon. But who would have thought that an unexpected pandemic would strike the entire earth in early 2020? Luckily, Evan and Grace were able to return to Indonesia just before the government closed the border.Rumors about the economic downturn of the tourism sector were already here and there. As hotel workers, Evan and Grace were very involved in addressing this issue. Especially after the hotel owner said that there should be layoffs in every branch of the hotel to maintain business continuity.Over the next few months, they had to work even harder. As a result, this newly married couple experienced challenges in getting a child. A pregnancy program was the best solution. However, on the other hand, they also had to consider the unfavorable situation, especially the hospitals which were crowded with people infected by the deadly v
[September 12, 2008]“Two special young coconut ice for my cutest loyal customer.” Dahayu brought two of the cafe's signature drinks for Grace and Evan who returned there at the weekend. They immediately took one for each of them. "To be honest, I'm curious. Are you two an item?”Hearing that, each of them spontaneously reacted in surprise. Grace spit out the drink that was already in her mouth while Evan coughed."Oopsies. Why are you reacting that way?” Dahayu patted them both on the back. "How could you be startled by my question?" She chuckled amused."Of course. What makes you think so, though? We are best friends.” Grace who wasn't having a problem with her throat answered.Evan turned to Grace once his throat was better. “Well, I know why she thinks so of us. We’re very close," he said, thinking of the most likely reason. “Not to mention, we come here every week to watch the sunset. We’re like a couple."Dahayu nodded with her index finger pointing at Evan. “There he knows,” she
[December 8, 2006]"Why don't you turn it in, Grace? Didn't you hear Miss Diana say it's the end-of-semester assignment? Aren't you afraid of failing arts?"A keychain made of clear resin with half a clamshell stuck inside was placed sweetly on a pile of textbooks. Grace was looking at it with a big smile, satisfied to see the results of her hard work. "I did. I made two of them," she replied."Why did you make two?""No idea. I just felt like it. Who knew this keychain could bring happiness to someone?" Grace answered perfunctorily. She lifted the keychain in front of her face before putting it in her jacket pocket. "I'd better be going home now."Grace walked out of her classroom which was still quite crowded with tenth graders. While the others could still have fun with their friends after school, she had to go home as soon as possible. Her mom needed her help to look after the drink stall.The sky was quite cloudy at three that afternoon. Nevertheless, nobody would be able to tell
There were only a few hours left before the long-awaited day arrived. To make things easier, Grace stayed at the hotel where she worked, along with her mom. Of course, as the future wife of the hotel GM, she got a privilege. All those tasked with making her a queen a day would also be there around four in the morning the next day.Only Grace couldn't sleep. She continued to be restless, not knowing what was causing it. Indah said it was natural for a bride-to-be. Nevertheless, she felt that something else was bothering her."But you should try to sleep, Grace. Tomorrow will be a long day." Indah advised her while patting her own shoulder. "I'm sleepy, and also feel a little sore in the back after baking cakes with Rosa.""You shouldn't have pushed yourself too hard. Didn't I tell you that you don’t have to?" Grace arched an eyebrow. "Well then, you can go sleep first. I want to stay awake for a while longer. I might pray too, who knows this restlessness will go away after praying?" She
“Grace, thank you for giving me the opportunity to meet and talk.” Randy still couldn't believe that he finally got the long-awaited moment. With tears in his eyes, he looked at his daughter who had been separated from him for so long. “I also thank you, Evan. I should have told the truth from the start so you didn't have to go through everything alone.” Rosa chimed in, expressing her gratitude towards her only son. “Once again, forgive me. I thought keeping things to myself and letting you blame me was a good choice.” It wasn't an easy matter for Grace and Evan to completely release forgiveness. The pain in their hearts was still pronounced, like a post-surgery wound that hadn't fully healed. Deciding to have this meeting even took almost two weeks, close to their wedding day. “If it weren't for Mom, I don't think this day would exist. So, the gratitude, uh,” Grace paused, unsure of how to address Randy and Rosa. But finally, she decided in her heart to say, “Dad and Mama Rosa's gr
"Oh, someone is legally going to be a wife next month." Nita visited Grace during her break after hearing the news about her marriage plan with Evan. “You … will make me your bridesmaid, right? People say that after a woman becomes a bridesmaid three times, she will get married soon." Grace laughed at Nita's words. "What kind of myth is that? I've never been a bridesmaid but I'm getting married next month, you see,” she said, amused. Sitting next to Grace on a small couch, Nita nudged her. "See who’s being arrogant now," she quipped. “Well, you should be grateful. You’re lucky to have met Mr. Williams. Unlike me who was already engaged, almost married, but suddenly left for no reason.” She took a deep breath. A few months before Grace's position as HRD assistant manager was replaced by Nita, she had heard the bad news. However, Nita's stubbornness and indifference made it seem like nothing wrong happened to her. At the request of her colleague, Grace also promised not to discuss it
Anthony's impudence affected Grace's mind. After all, she had been close to him; someone who once was able to put a smile on her face, when Evan hadn't returned. After his dad's death ceremony finished, Anthony disappeared without a word.Due to problems involving Anthony, Grace was forced to find a replacement for Nina to help run Indah’s pastry shop. It wasn't that she didn't want to hire the girl anymore, but that her family had withdrawn from dealing with Grace. It wasn't surprising, but still sad for her.She must admit that Nina's replacement was not as competent and deft as she was. But finding someone honest and willing to work as a cashier for a small shop was not easy. Therefore, Grace spent a little more of her time taking care of the shop every day like before."Are you dizzy, babe?" Evan stroked Grace's hair, who was counting money in the shop.A weak smile appeared on Grace's face. "Not dizzy. Just a little tired," she replied. "Got more work in the office today."Evan si
The sun's rays penetrated through the gaps in the curtains that were not completely closed. The cold night was slowly replaced by the warmth of the sun. But the comfort that enveloped Grace made her reluctant to move from her place. Her hand moved to pull the blanket that was slightly dangling to the floor. That's when she felt something odd.The temperature of the air conditioner was set to the lowest and the sunlight was not the source of warmth she was feeling. When her eyes brightened, it was clear that there was now an arm supporting her head and another arm hugging her waist from behind. Even her fingers intertwined with those of the arm’s owner.'Good heavens. How did I get here?' Grace lifted the blanket up a little just to check if she was still fully clothed."Nothing happened. We just slept through the night.”Grace woke up in a hurry, then moved to another bed and sat down.“In the middle of the night, you suddenly moved to my bed, saying you felt cold. I wanted to turn up
The special assignment given to Grace required her to make a short trip to Lombok. The Spanish investor couple welcomed her warmly, like their own daughter; the woman, especially, always clung to her hand from the moment they met until they arrived at the beautiful resort in the south of Lombok.It was a private three-bedroom villa where Grace, the Dominguez, and the hotel owner, Roger, and his wife stayed. As previously informed, the other two rooms with a king bed each were occupied by the husbands and wives, and Grace was alone in the room with twin beds. The aim was to make it easier for them to negotiate, but at the same time get to know each other in a soothing place. A typical warm Spaniard, as Grace often read from cultural articles.There was not much to do once they were in the villa. Apart from chatting and having lunch together, Mr. and Mrs. Dominguez chose to relax on the balcony of their room. Meanwhile, Roger was sleeping in the bedroom, and Melissa, his wife, was making