Around midnight, Fathia woke up. She could hear the sound of leaves rustling against each other, clear in her ears. It seemed like she hadn't had the chance to close the window. She had fallen asleep in exhaustion. Throughout the day, many new customers had come to her. This must be Jess's doing, putting up a bunch of reviews all over social media.
Jess always says that promotion is necessary. Without promotion, others wouldn't know what products she's selling. Just like Jess's new café. At the beginning of the opening, the promotions were really intense. Once it became stable enough, she only offered promos to her loyal customers. For new customers, the promo slots were limited.
And it worked out pretty well. Fathia didn't have to worry about promotion issues. Jess handled everything, and Fathia appreciated that. Ah... having a friend like Jess is truly a stroke of luck.
As she moved, a small groan escaped her. Her shoulder was a bit sore, her eyes reluc
Even though her eyes were puffy from crying and the tears had only subsided a few hours ago, and sleep eluded her, Fathia still got up as usual. Her routine had changed. Usually, she would sit at the dining table while Summer prepared her breakfast to fuel her for the day ahead at school. But now? She had learned to prepare it herself. Although her menu was very simple, she was thankful to Asya for patiently teaching her.A few times, Jess's kitchen ended up quite messy because of her experiments. Luckily, Jess wasn't angry and instead kept supporting her learning. She said, "Failure is necessary so that we know what's best for us in the future." Even though Fathia's kitchen failures had nothing to do with Jess's advice.Now? The kitchen was no longer her enemy. In fact, she often brewed coffee to get the measurements just right. Although she didn't know herself why she was learning to make a cup of coffee. Once the strong liquid in the cup cooled down, she made a face
"Whoa, there's so many orders?" Fathia's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she looked at the list that Melly, her assistant at the store, had just given her. Melly handed it over with a grin and a small smile."Looks like a stroke of luck, Anne."Fathia's shoulders slumped. "Yeah, luck, I guess. We're going to be working overtime." Then she received a gentle pat from Melly."We can handle it," Melly encouraged."I'm sure we can, it's just... Aunt Melly, you know, there's Ica. What about her? It's tough if I'm away working overtime all the time.""Ica's in the back, playing with the soil."Fathia slapped her forehead."As long as she's with Aunt, there won't be any issues. Come on... let's get these orders done. It's a good opportunity, right? I can use it to buy Ica some milk."Fathia's smile initially faded, but as she spoke with Melly, a tug at the corner of her lips reappeared. With this resilient single parent, Fathia
Fathia grinned with immense satisfaction at the result of her arrangement. The bouquet of fresh roses was now beautifully adorned. For a while now, both she and Melly had been getting the orders ready so that by the latest, 2 o'clock, some of them could be dispatched. Today, Fathia had decided to be the one delivering the rose bouquet herself.Using her motorcycle, which she actually owned but rarely used, she once again ensured the bouquet remained intact. A box attached to the back of her bike was deliberately set up as a means to deliver packages within a 3 km radius of her store."Are all the packages prepared according to the delivery addresses, Melly?" Fathia asked, just to make sure. Even though she had personally attached the recipient labels before waiting for the same-day couriers to arrive one by one."Done," Melly replied, understanding the young girl's concern. Knowing and working for her for almost a year, Melly understood why Anne was this worried
"Just a bit more, Max, and Boss's goal will be achieved. Just keep an eye around the Boss. Alvin's kid is dead. Sebastian isn't a hindrance. Be patient. After this, we'll get rid of the Boss. I know you've been waiting too long. Just like how we got rid of Alvin and his wife. Too bad... Felice joined in."Fathia's heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly. Her breath caught in her throat as those words were terrifying to hear. So... so... Sebastian's suspicion since long ago, that his parents were murdered, was actually true. Ah... it's not that Fathia didn't want to know the truth about what happened five years ago. She was just scared that it might be true. Especially after the ominous night with several banging sounds.She wanted to open the restroom door, but her trembling hand was completely out of control. She struggled to keep herself standing upright. To not collapse onto the restroom floor below. Not to mention her eyes had welled up. Don't even ask about
Jess chokes, causing a disgusted frown on Fathia's face, who still can't fully believe what happened to her. Smoothly and without hesitation, Anne recounts the sequence of events. She tells Jess, who is enjoying her afternoon snack on the upper floor. Jess's café consists of two floors. They usually spend time there. Jess's café concept has quickly raised the name of Amorè.Besides being cozy and suitable for lively chats with friends, Fathia also agrees with the reviews. The trendy food and drinks displayed on the menu bring new customers who keep coming back."Just give me the real news, okay?"Fathia rolls her eyes. "You think I'm lying?"Jess stares at Fathia with a hard-to-decipher expression. "Eat first, come on. Maybe after this, you'll be sane again. And talk normally.""Ugh!"Although slightly annoyed that Jess doesn't believe what she's saying, the spread in front of her is indeed tempting. When is Fathia not t
Sitting next to the deliberately opened window, feeling the chilly night breeze, and enjoying the deepening darkness of the late night. Not caring that her fingertips were starting to go numb from the cold air brushing against them."Almost there, Max. Just a little more and Boss's goal will be achieved. You keep watch around the Boss. Alvin's child is dead. It doesn't mean Sebastian is an obstacle. Be patient. After this, we'll get rid of the Boss. I know you've been waiting for too long. Just like how we got rid of Alvin and his wife. Pity... Felice is involved too."Those words echoed, chipping away at Fathia's sanity. A succession of questions pounded her mind. She couldn't share her thoughts with Jess since her friend chose the safe path. Fathia was reminded of their intense conversation, where tears greeted them first. The first time they met. Jess even pinched her own arm hard to make sure that the person in front of her was truly Fathia."Oh my God... I.
For the past three days, Anne has been quieter than usual in Melly's eyes. Melly knows Anne is not much of a talker but still willing to ask about Ica. Lately, the young woman who owns the store where she works seems to have lost her voice. She spends more time in the backyard, enjoying her favorite part – various pots of lilies.And the peak of it all is because Melly is starting to get annoyed with Anne's behavior in her eyes. How could Anne manage to print the wrong message on the balloon glasses they'll be sending today?"Anne," Melly calls out softly. She can't bring herself to startle the girl. Sitting in front of her laptop screen, seemingly checking orders, but Melly is sure her mind isn't there. No response makes Melly speak again. "Hey, An.""Ah, Melly. What's up?" Fathia is quite surprised to see Melly approaching her, even a small touch on her shoulder."What's wrong with you? I've been noticing you all this time, and you seem lost."
"But sorry, I didn't mean to touch on your situation. Really."Fathia chuckles. "No worries, Melly. I know you mean well."There's a glimmer of hope upon hearing Melly's overly enthusiastic spirit. Even though she doesn't know what Fathia is dealing with, at least hearing her spirited voice lifts her mood slowly. She uses that to get back to finishing the orders. As for the issue of deciding to dig into the things that are bothering her about her life, she'll think about it again.Luckily, the orders are done an hour before all the couriers arrive. Fathia herself has already placed a special order for the orders she'll work on two weeks from now. At least she needs to prepare different materials, especially the availability of fresh flowers, which she always relies on as her flower shop's slogan.Towards the evening, Fathia is a bit surprised by Jess's visit. Normally her friend would just give a call or a short message. While she doesn't mind, seeing Jes
What Jess fears the most when delivering orders is not just the payment. As for that, Jess doesn't worry too much because she's confident they will pay. What Jess worries about is suddenly receiving a message with a complaining tone from the customer. Even if the complaint is constructive, it still makes her feel small."Can you sit still, Jess?" Fathia had warned her friend not to be so tense. They had been in the apartment since the afternoon. The cake order had arrived safely and on time for the host's party there."I'm nervous!"Fathia shook her head in amazement. "You're usually the most confident one. Just now?""Ugh! This is different, Fathia. I'm not an expert at making cakes yet. I'm afraid it won't taste good. And it's not overly sweet."Seeing Jess's nervousness, Laras, who had been observing the two of them, approached. She took a seat right next to the girl whose hair always stood out with its cotton candy color but whose beauty contin
"This can't be allowed," Sebastian said angrily, his eyes flashing with rage. It sent a shiver down Jess's spine. They were in the middle of a discussion, especially after Vino had sent evidence of Sammy's crimes the day before. It included the name of the Mercury Company, which turned out to be true, just as Jess suspected.She was surprised herself, that it could be so well-orchestrated without many people knowing."I never thought Uncle Akmal would be like this," Fathia whispered, her eyes scanning each page of the reports."We need evidence to prove if Uncle Akmal is really involved," Jess replied.Fathia looked up from the rows of numbers she was examining."Because," Jess immediately handed over a report she was holding, "here it says that Uncle Akmal approved the amount the residents requested."Fathia immediately shifted her focus to the page Jess pointed to."And here, Mr. Sebastian. You can check," Jess handed another report
"It seems like we can't stay at my place, Fathia," Fathia, while gently pinching Gwen's chubby cheeks, looked up at Jess with a puzzled expression. "Why?""You're crazy, seriously. The house has been left for years, only peeked at occasionally to keep it maintained and not falling apart. There must be a lot of dust. Poor Gwen," Jess replied, her affection for Gwen was always genuine. Fathia could feel how sincere it was. "In that case, we'll just rent a hotel if it gets too late. It's not good for Gwen to stay in the car for too long. She won't be able to move freely."Jess agreed with that plan. In Fathia's luxurious black SUV, they decided to head to Ranch Village right away. They would return to Beverly Hills after a few days. Mirah and Laras joined them. Laras said, "Auntie wants to accompany both of you. And Gwen too."Both Jess and Fathia never wanted to refuse her. In fact, they were delighted when Laras joined them. At least, it meant she wouldn't be thi
Pulling out a regular notebook that she always carried around, it contained her activity planner and life goals. Jess liked planning like this, determining what should take precedence and what could be gradually worked on.She opened a new page, grabbed a blue pen, and started jotting down some notes. "High Priority," she wrote, thickening the letters and underlining them, adding a few small doodles around her words. She shifted slightly to the right to start with what she needed to prioritize.The cafe? It was stable; she didn't need any specific planning except for maintenance regarding quality and service to make it even better. However, she noted the order from Bu Loissa's friend who had already entered the place. Luckily for her, they were going back to Beverly Hills tomorrow. Fathia, Gwen, and Mirah were all going with her. The apartment Jess lived in was adjacent to Fathia's property. Her friend had gifted Jess a unit in the same neighborhood, even though Jess h
"This is the project in Ranch Village." Fathia handed over a rather thick file to Jess, who looked at her in surprise. "I know you need this, right?" she added with a grin on her lips, which made Jess laugh. Then the girl immediately examined each file that Fathia had handed over. Since Sebastian didn't come home today, Jess could freely discuss with Fathia, although occasionally she was interrupted by Gwen's presence. Ironically, she was the one who spent the most time playing with the adorable child."When I was found at Ranch Village the other day, they said it was for a supermarket construction. But, the price they offered is really low, Fathia.""Who offered it? Azure Group?""So here's the thing," Jess straightened her back. "There, residents often borrow money from loan sharks, like in one place. Mr. Imam said the name of the cooperative is Mercury PT. They use house certificates as collateral.""Mercury Company?" Fathia repeated with a furrowed br
As Jess talked to Kenzo about her burdens, half of that weight diminished. And when Laras hugged her tightly, Jess didn't expect the middle-aged woman she respected to say anything, and that reduced her burden even more. Even when Jess expressed her fear of Laras blaming her for Asmara, Laras pouted."Mami's not that heartless, Jess.""Sorry, Mi," she said, lowering her head. Fathia had gone back inside. Gwen was crying, asking for milk. She intentionally left them and gave them some time."This conversation should have happened a year ago, shouldn't it, Jess?"Jess frowned. "What do you mean?"Laras handed her a cup of her homemade jasmine tea. "Drink this first to relax a bit. Tea helps us calm our tense nerves, Jess.""Mami's right. When I was in Beverly Hills, I enjoyed my own jasmine tea. So when I went to Green Lake yesterday, I stuffed Kenzo with tea because he had too much coffee.""Oh, really?" Laras furrowed her brow in conf
"Your extra cheesy pasta always wins, Jess," Fathia says as she continues to eat her pasta without a trace of worry. Her body is naturally lean except when she's pregnant, and even then, it requires a lot of food to show.Jess just nods but feels pleased that what she's served is still her friend's favorite. After returning from the airport, Jess took a rest because her body was incredibly tired. She didn't even realize how long she had been asleep. When she opens her eyes again, morning has arrived. A series of messages flood in as Jess grabs her phone from the nightstand.Honestly, the past week has been exhausting for her, despite the enjoyment she shared with Kenzo. As she checks through the messages, most of which are from Kenzo, Jess can't help but chuckle.Jess. R: Sorry, I fell asleep last night. So tired, Ken. I still have a day off, right? Only back to work tomorrow?Just as Jess peels back the covers, getting ready to change, wash her face, and
Stopping by New York City, Jess didn't stay for long, just a few hours because Kenzo had to catch his flight. And for this time, using Dennish as a driver was the wisest choice. Kenzo was quite tired from driving from Beverly Hills to New York City and had to get to the airport right away. He didn't carry too much luggage, just a small suitcase, but he still needed to check if he had left anything behind.Meanwhile, Fathia advised Jess to go back to her place."Me and Mr. Dennish will manage it. How can I get back to Beverly Hills right away?" Jess smirked, but then she smiled. "Wait for me, okay? We'll gossip."Fathia, who was carrying Gwen, just shook her head in amazement at her friend's behavior. But really, Jess's eyes seemed more alive than they had been for the past few months. She felt like she was meeting the Jess she knew when they first met. Not the Jess who had been keeping to herself. Fathia knew Jess was close by, but not as close as she used to be
"Sebastian's been on a big expansion, you know, setting up a supermarket and all that. He's been working on that project for about a year now. Originally, it was in Uncle Alif's department, but it got stuck during his trial. It was handed over to Uncle Akmal for the continuation, and it's been running smoothly again," Fathia explains from the other end.Jess sits in one of the chairs on the balcony. She deliberately placed two chairs and a table to enjoy the evening. Just like now. Her gaze wanders far ahead, enjoying the chilly night atmosphere in Beverly Hills. She's sure Fathia might not know the exact location earmarked for development, which includes her parents' house and their graves.Talking to Fathia about this was the right decision, and she also feels like she needs to find out if Roy is deeply involved."Why are you suddenly asking about the Azure Group?"The pink-haired girl doesn't want to hide what's happening to her. "I'm going to New York