Where Did You Know Me?

Minutes and minutes passed by very slowly. Erito had got no idea how long he’d been lying on his bed with his eyes staring upright straight to the ceiling of his bedroom. He got up slowly and clumsily. He touched his left chest for a little while again to make sure the tormenting pain and the punishing misery had slightly gone. Feeling the pain and the misery had slowly left his left chest step by step, Erito got down from his bed.

A few minutes later, Erito Ricky was seen getting out of his big mansion. He got on his own car and drove his car away. Since he’d already turned seventeen, Uncle Bonito Selasar was allowed to go home at six p.m. every day. Uncle Bonito Selasar didn’t have to work overtime anymore inasmuch as Erito had already been able to drive his car on his own.

Forty five minutes later on, Erito arrived at Pierre Zhaopardy’s and Rendy Pluto’s villa in Bogor.

“Happy eighth anniversary, Rendy Darling…&rdquo