Don'T Forget Me, Only You My Love Forever
As Cold as Snow, as Soft as Silk

After Mr.Styven's guests came home, they went back to their respective activities2. Mr.Styven studied some of the cases he handled in his study. While Mrs. Intan and her three children do yoga together.

When they finished, they took a shower and then had dinner together.

"School holidays are still one week more, right ma?" ask Mr. Styven after he finished his meal to his wife.

" Yes, why?" ask Ny. Intan curious.

" No, if we have a holiday first to Bali 1 Sunday it is fitting.g must ask permission to go to anak2 ma school" replied Mr.Styven.

"iya pa mepet also g papa, do we take a plane, I just need extra leave pa, g tau agreed ap g...emang pa2 uda dapet additional leave approval?" ask Ny.Intan.

"Uda. happens to be a case that I'm handling everything in the process next month ma." replied Mr.Styven.

"Lucky papa.. Clara, Sofy, Vira nyiapin lo y sendri equipment, g need to bring a lot of stuff. klo Vira has trouble asking tlong mbk Ani to make ngrapiin in the suitcase y.." Ms.Intan explained.

" Yeah ma. Most of us just bring it.." Clara smiles while coding her adik2nya.

" Snacks... " Clara, Sofy, and Vira simultaneously replied, laughing.

Mr.Styven and Mrs.Intan laughed at them. Because indeed every family vacation they will bring a lot of snacks, and favorite drinks on appeal to bring goods.

Hours of sleep arrived, they went to their respective rooms2 and Vira accompanied by Ny.Intan to fall asleep.

"Emmm... " Clara woke up from her sleep stretching out her legs and arms, looking at the wall clock.

"Heh..😦 at 4 more. Why do I get up at 4 pgi.." murmured Clara upset.

Just trying to sleep suddenly he heard a voice.

" 🎼.. "

Arriving at the door, Clara opened the door and dared herself to touch the wall.

Before long Clara touched the wall, she felt a cold snow-cold but so soft as silk, she continued to put her hand inside to push something, so soft as silk, and then he started to feel the warmth somewhere, he pulled his hand back.

" This door must be connected to somewhere.The violin sounds really from here.." Clara muttered, sticking her ear against the wall..

Unexpectedly her body lost balance so Clara fell into that door, her body pushing something further.

" Oh. cold.." Clara muttered, then she realized that she was somewhere warm. It turned out to be cold and soft only when passing through that door.

Clara looked up, she saw a roof with a large and very beautiful lamp, full of crystals extending downwards. He also quickly2 stood up, pulling his feet which felt very cold to be warm. He looked around, it turned out that what he pushed with his hands and body was a large dressing table, there was a small wheel in the 4 corners of the table legs so it was easy to move.

Clara continued to observe the room, there was a bed, then there was a sofa, a large window with thick pink curtains, and a large window, and some of the interiors look like a royal room in the movies. After seeing the wardrobe and makeup on the dresser, he realized that the room was a room that was so spacious belonging to a woman.

The window of the room was open, it turned out that there was a man playing violin there.. Clara approached and intended to greet the man. Two steps later, he stopped and thought.

"He's good what evil y.. What g papa I fucked him? besides I also have no idea where in. had gimama y..." Clara's going right and left.

" Who is it. anyway he wants to say what I am, cooking does he want to be killed? if so, papa means my destiny... 😳" Clara rounded her resolve.

Clara approached the man, arriving in front of the man she immediately brought her face closer.

" Hey.." Clara waved her hand.

At once the handsome man who was unaware of Clara's arrival because he was cool playing the violin was shocked, he stopped playing the violin, and looked at Clara sharply.

" Who are you?" the man asked calmly even though his heart was pounding with shock.

Seriate...