08 - IS IT A DREAM?

Zeline focuses on dinner and preparations for the impromptu wedding of Mesya and her fiance. Tonight at Mesya's house, a dinner was held before the next day the wedding ceremony hold.

Mesya is going to get married, but Zeline is feeling down. Mesya's mother stood beside Zeline, watching every movement of the workers back and forth, arranging Mesya's backyard for a place to eat.

"Zel, you don't work?" asked Rani, Mesya's mother.

Zeline turned her head and looked at the middle-aged woman who looked beautiful and fashionable next to her.

"I'm not an office worker, auntie. So whenever I want to take a day off, I can. Besides, I can't bear to see aunt busy alone taking care of this," Zeline replied sincerely.

"You are the best, Zel. Thank you. Oh yes, where are Fini and Vera?"

"Fini is in a meeting with her client. Vera also has a schedule that can't be canceled. But tonight, they will come here."

"It's better for aunt to come in, rest. Auntie needs extra energy for tonight. For this decoration matter, let me take care of it," said Zeline while pushing Rani's shoulder to enter the house.

Rani turned around, and her palms pinched Zeline's cheeks.

"Tonight, tell your boyfriend to come here," said Rani, and Zeline pursed her lips.

"I am single, auntie. Whose boyfriend should Zeline bring tonight? There is no time to hire a lover. Zeline is busy taking care of garden decorations," joked Zeline.

"Always be humble! Yes, auntie wants to come in first. Don't forget to eat lunch." Zeline gave her thumbs up.

Mesya and Pradipta are busy taking care of the wedding reception decorations at the hotel. For the upper class, getting married for a short time is not a difficult thing. Money controls everything. Like Mesya and Pradipta's marriage, it only took one week, and all matters were finished.

Zeline looked at her cellphone, and it's been the last two days. Fello hasn't given any news. That man disappeared as if engulfed by the earth. Usually, that man will casually send a short chat that can make Zeline smile. Even Zeline did not know if she is used to notifications from him in the last few weeks.

Could it be that Fello was offended by Mesya, Fini, and Vera's vulgar words a few days ago? Indeed, since then, Zeline has been embarrassed just to give the news first. Last time, only Mesya and Pradipta's invitations were sent by Zeline. And the chat is read-only. It sucks!

"You have never died, but why do you keep on running in my mind?" muttered Zeline, staring at Fello's W******p profile photo.

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A long trip that takes approximately 20 hours non-stop, from New York-Jakarta, Indonesia. Ricard chose to board his private jet, and he could not afford to stay long on a commercial plane.

After clearing up all the deadlines and rearranging client appointments or meeting schedules, Ricard chose to fly to Jakarta immediately. The place where the woman who filled Ricard's head settled.

Ricard finally chose to use the services of a detective to track down Zeline. It was all he did because he would surprise her. For nearly two days, Ricard didn't contact Zeline at all. Apart from wanting to shake, another reason was that Ricard's job was too tight, which caused the man to overtime, not having time to fiddle with his cellphone.

He prefers to sleep during his long journey. Ricard only went alone while he temporarily entrusted his company with Steven. But still, Ricard will control from a distance.

"I'm so tired!"

Ricard couldn't help but give Zeline any news. He sent her a photo when he was waking up, which he was sure Zeline wouldn't know if he fell asleep on his private jet.

With recklessness and high self-confidence, Ricard ventured to come to see Zeline. The woman who has just been close to him in the last few weeks. He knew from the dating application many women that only Zeline had never asked him directly to come to see him. Only her friends had teased Ricard several times to come to see Zeline immediately.

Zeline always thought that New York-Jakarta plane tickets were not cheap. She is a quiet, understanding woman, not very demanding. What else did Zeline know? Ricard was only an employee at an automotive company?

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"How is it, aunty? Is it good? Do you like it, Mes?" asked Zeline when showing the results of the decoration directions in Mesya's backyard.

"This is more than I like, Zel!" shrieked Mesya ran under the decorative tent and tried to sit on one of the chairs with a beaming face.

"The atmosphere is relaxed and intimate. Auntie likes it. Thank you, Zeline," said Tante Rani.

Zeline just smiled broadly at the excellent response to her half-full day work earlier. Tired, but he was happy. In addition, the man who haunted her mind from yesterday sent a message and also a photo.

That man never looked unkind. Even though he just woke up, Fello's face always looked charming. Don't blame Zeline if she adores every handsome man.

"Mes, let's get ready!" Zeline invited Mesya to prepare herself.

Mesya should be grateful to have friends who can help her a lot. For matters of make-up and decoration, of course, she has Zeline as the expert. As for the photo business, she has Vera as her photographer. And for food with beverage matters, leave it to Fini.

Mesya chose a bright red dress for dinner tonight. A dress that shows Mesya's curves, so it looks so sexy and elegant.

Fini came in a simple white dress with a short size above the knee that perfectly fits her body.

In contrast, Vera chose to wear a gray blink dress which was quite sexy because it showed half of her thigh.

Even though the three friends have complained about the dress Zeline is wearing, that woman remains in her stance. Zeline chose to wear a slim-fit black long sleeve dress. The dress is so simple because there are no ornaments. Even though it is effortless, Zeline still looks sexy because her body is so proportional.

"Don't complain anymore! I'm comfortable wearing this dress!" said Zeline to her three friends.

The dinner and prayer gathering will be held in 30 minutes. Even though Mesya didn't show a nervous or anxious face, she always spread a bright smile. Does the person who is getting married always do? Or was it only Mesya who acted like that? No idea about it.

Zeline's cell phone rings. Fello does not usually call her; that man usually prefers to make video calls rather than calling. He even called this time with her cell phone number. Zeline doesn't know how many pulses will come out of her cellphone when making an international connection like this.

"Where are you?"

Zeline knit her brows together at Fello's question for her.

"Me?"

"Yes, where are you now? At Mesya's house?"

Zeline nodded unconsciously.

"Zeline, are you still there?"

Zeline realized how that man could know if she nodded for the answer earlier.

"Yes. I'm at Mesya's house. How do you know where I am?"

Ricard laughed across the line.

"Come here. I'm in front of the house. I don't know anyone here. So crowded. I asked you, but no one knows. They even asked me to take a picture. I'm not a celebrity!"

Zeline glared in surprise. Her brain was still trying to digest Fello's words just now.

"WHAAAT!" Zeline's scream made the surroundings stare at Zeline curiously.

Even Vera and Fini, who were not far from where Zeline was standing, rushed over to Zeline.

"What's the matter, Zel?" Vera asked, worried seeing Zeline's face, which looked so white.

"You, what? Can you repeat what you said?" Zeline ignored Vera's question, but she returned to talk to Fello via her cellphone.

"I'm in front of Mesya's house. I don't know where to go. It's so noisy here. Can you pick me up here?"

Suddenly Zeline dropped her cellphone. Her body suddenly went limp, and she was trying to regulate the beat of her heart which was thundering insulting. Maybe she's hallucinating. How could Fello, who lives in New York, be in front of Mesya's house now? Impossible!

Fini immediately took Zeline's cellphone that had fallen. Meanwhile, Vera held Zeline's arm.

"What's the matter? What happened, Zel? " asked Fini curiously. Zeline just shook her head and chose silence. She let go of Vera's grip and took her cellphone from Fini.

"I'll go up to the front for a moment," Zeline said nervously.

Zeline strolled with an erratic heartbeat, her mind ravaged. She was sure, Fello must be pranking her. On the front yard, luxury cars were lined up by the guests Mesya and Pradipta. You can see a group of women wearing evening dresses standing so noisily in front of one of the cars near the fence of Mesya's house.

Zeline approached the crowd of women. She asked to be given way to see what was being noticed, ah ~ no, being fought over by the women. If this were a cartoon character, Zeline's eyes would have jumped out at the smiling man in front of her.

A handsome man wearing a black blazer and white shirt is looking straight at Zeline. The clear gray-eyed man gave a sweet smile. Zeline seemed to lack oxygen, weak legs, dizzy head. She patted her cheek repeatedly to make sure she was dreaming or not.

That man stepped closer, stood in front of Zeline, and stretched out his palm. Zeline just stared at the palm in silence.

"I'm Fello. Hello, Zeline. Finally, we can meet." Fello grabbed Zeline's palm, kissed the back of her hand, and handed her a bouquet of red roses.

Suddenly, Zeline was shocked again and wanted to faint at that moment.

'Impossible! This must be a dream,' Zeline thought.