Feeling her cell phone vibrate, Shirley, who was a retired doctor, reached into a small branded bag. She found a message on the phone screen and opened it. What a coincidence, she and Eve had planned to chat and have breakfast at a restaurant. At that time, they had just stopped in front of the restaurant in separate cars. “Uhmm!” Doctor Shirley sighed as she read the message from Rima. She immediately got down and approached Eve who seemed to be preparing a wheelchair for Bima. "I got a message for you," she said to Eve. Before Bima was helped into a wheelchair, Eve immediately grabbed Shirley’s cellphone. “Hmm, does she think I'm stupid, huh? I know Bima much better than her, so I’m the one who know most what food is good for him," grumbled Eve, She returned the cellphone to Doctor Shirley. “Hmm, is that so? But what is supposed to be that I'm not sure, I prefer her more than the fake like you,” Doctor Shirley said, and Eve was a little annoyed because she thought she was
Eve was shocked and stunned when she heard Shirley's words. She wanted to scold the woman if she didn't have her husband beside her. "Ahh, I mean, Bima often brought Rima and me. I've been Rima's best friend for a long time. While Rima and Bima had been dating for a long time, they brought me to join, though," said Eva, denying it. "Oh, I see," Eve's husband seemed suspicious. Seeing her husband's reaction, Eve immediately stepped up and hugged the man who seemed to have no intention of continuing his breakfast from behind. “Dude, why don't you eat? Don't you like eating my choice of breakfast?" Eve said so. "I like it…" Braakkk! Someone was heard falling down. “Aahhh ahhhh!” The people who were enjoying breakfast at the restaurant were shocked as were Eve and the others when they saw Bima suddenly fall from the wheelchair and clutch his neck and stomach. Bima's body was shaking, he continued to scream like a scared person. “Bima!” Eva quickly tried to help Bima. “Don'
"Shirley’s guest?!" I face the man’ back who owns the house I have just met. I don't know who he is but it seems like he doesn't want to let me go because his hand seems to be grabbing mine. "Sir, sorry!" I say while trying to free his hand slowly on my hand, "W–What is this?" I ask him rather angrily because his hand is so tightly gripping my wrist.It can’t be helped that I won’t be able to let it go. “Farhan, don’t be so arrogant! She is a special guest. She looks uncomfortable with your action,” Doctor Arlan says as he moves a bit, intending to help me probably. His gaze is very sharp looking at the man who still grabs my wrist, and I see this man looking at doctor Arlan so sharply as well "I'm the owner of this house, so I'm the one who deserves to welcome this guest here," This man said without ever thinking about my condition here. He starts walking, and even pulling my hand out of the kitchen, yet doctor Arlan, who is standing in front of the door, blocks him from l
I feel my cell phone vibrating on the bedside table where I am lying. It of course makes my consciousness which has been asleep in sleep slowly wake up. Even though I still feel dizzy and nauseous, I still try to sit up. It turns out my breath feels hot, surely that right now I have a fever because of the stress and fatigue I'm experiencing these days. It feels like the blowing of the AC is making the dizziness in my head worse and I continued to massage it while reaching for my cell phone on the table. "Hello!" I said, I hurriedly answer the call while lowering my legs from the bed.“It’s me,” “Madam!” I call her.It turns out Madam Shirley calls me. “Your husband is on his way to the hospital,” she tells me, surprisingly. What happened? Is it possible that Bima's leg condition will recur again even though I have provided a stock of medicine in his room? Oh right, not to worry. There's Eve on his side. In fact I shouldn't interfere with their business, let alone disturb t
What kind of atmosphere this is because this is the first time for me to experience a busy atmosphere like this. I mean, all this time I feel miserable and lonely, and I never found a little warmth like that situation. “I heard you had time to cook for Farhan, I apologize to you on his behalf!” said the woman who is called Diva. "Yeah, no problem, I also have to thank you for being given permission to rest in this place," I answer her while walking slowly and sometimes this woman is willing to help me when I almost fall down. "I am Diva, Arlan and Farhan’s childhood friend,” she says, introducing herself. "Ahh uhm, I’m Rima," I answer her. "Farhan will probably never admit that I am his friend but I have truly already got along with him for such a long time,” She explains to me and I frown down. "Sorry, I won't interfere in other people's matters," I answer her.I don't know the reason why she tells me her relationship with that man yet I beg you, Miss. I already have many pr
I am really confused by the behavior of the woman who had been helping me in the kitchen. Actually, what was she thinking until she asked the man named Farhan to take me to the hospital and forced me to accept that favor. Earlier she was crying because she was worried that I would steal her childhood friend but then she was the one giving her childhood friend the opportunity to be close to me. "Do you know?" "No," I answer when the man named Farhan asks me straight. The man seems to be driving the car and I sit beside him. That's because the woman forced me to sit here. "I want to tell you something," said this Farhan, On the other hand, I, who am not feeling well, feel very reluctant to be talked to because I really need to rest and be more silent. "I don't want to know anything," I answered. The position of my face is still the same, I don't look forward but I look to the side. What I see are city buildings and trees on the edge of the sidewalk that seem to bear strange f
"I'm never acting or do something such like that," I said that, I am still trying to control my emotions so that I don’t raise my voice, let alone shout, because I still want to be sane. I don’t want to go crazy and scream when I am angry like those who have treated me badly all this time. "I know it. I'm very sure that all this time, videos about you are not just content," he explained. He gives me a smile when I look at him. I immediately return to my original position. I look forward with empty eyes because I am thinking about who will have the heart to record all my problems and put them into the application without my permission. "There's a lot, huh?" I asked, “No, only a few that I know of. But if you appear in the video, the account owner will immediately be attacked by viewers. A live video that soon disappeared into the earth," explained the man again, "You are the person watchers have been waiting for," he continued. "What videos do you know about me so far?" I
Eve has many things that I don't have in my life. Even though she tries in a way to get wealthy that I think is wrong, she can still get everything she wants. Thus, even though she is on a normal path like me before, a path that accepts fate as it is without thinking about how to start a new life, I'm sure Eva will still have what I don't have is because she is destined to have such a beautiful face, and is also destined to be able to get love from the man she loves. It's just that, with so many advantages she has, why should she still take advantage of my misfortune? And how come she has all the videos of me having difficulties in the past? People in this city probably think that the video is my true story. However, Mr. Farhan, who I don't know, has told me that I am quite famous in the social media because I have had so many problems that my news has spread everywhere, so that people outside the city, netizens, will definitely think that this is all my acting or a content that