
"Are you sure of what you said?" Ask Rangga.
"Yes" replied Vierra.
'Yes?' Rangga repeated Vierra's words in his heart, 'Did he really mean it?' somehow Rangga became disappointed in his heart.
But since the woman had already said it then she did not think about it anymore, she was not the one who wanted to force someone, let alone this was about a marriage.
Moreover, he knew that Vierra was only an adopted child in the Faraday family, she must have thought of Faraday's kindness to not want to ruin her own foster sister's marriage.
"Where are you going now?" Asked Rangga who felt that there was nothing else they should talk about.
"To the office," Vierra replied as she threw her gaze out the window.
The man had already ended their conversation about marriage, whereas in his heart, even though he did not want the marriage to be annulled he still hoped that Rangga would persuade him.
At least if the man still persuaded her once he still felt as a precious person in Rangga's eyes. But, in fact, it wasn't what he expected.
"Well," answered Rangga and drove his car towards the Faraday company.
They had just arrived at Faraday's company when Vierra, who had been holding back her rumbling stomach, now had to endure the shame of her tummy ringing.
The woman who had looked at the window immediately turned to Rangga with a red face.
"We have breakfast first" said Rangga then turned his car to a restaurant near them.
'Ah! How embarrassing!!! Why at a time like this??' Vierra closed her eyes while biting her lower lip due to the shame that surrounded her.
'This is all because I rejected my mother's advice for breakfast before leaving the house, ' Vierra blamed herself for her stupidity.
Vierra and Rangga got out of the car and both entered the restaurant.
"Servant," Rangga called a waiter and they both ordered a menu of food.
While waiting for her food menu, Vierra turned her attention to her phone.
"Is there anyone?" Vierra typed into a WhatsApp group called Group of Singles!
The group was a group he accidentally got on social media accounts, a group aimed at singles who had nowhere to express their affection.
In essence, the group becomes a place of impingement when you want to say something to the person you like but it turns out that person can not be reached.
"I'm here,," a new number answered Vierra's message.
"How do you start a conversation with someone you like while you're waiting for a meal at a restaurant?" Type Vierra and send it to the group.
A few seconds after the message was sent, there was a reply that gave advice to her.
"Try asking, How was your day? Usually this question will make the conversation long."
'How was your day?' Vierra read the message, 'If I ask this, is it not clear, I know that we have just been doomed? It's the same as reminding the guy that we just had a bad day to get married, uh, it's not good,,,!'
While Vierra kept thinking, she was suddenly startled by Rangga's voice.
"How was your day at the Faraday residence," asked Rangga to make Vierra lift her face so surprised she with Rangga's question.
Why is Rangga's question the same as the advice he got from the group?