
Arin and Dinda are invited by Rezza to celebrate the victory of their college basketball team. Many other children also came. Rezza deliberately booked one place in a cafe in the South Jakarta area specifically for his friends. Everything Rezza financed. His friends happily ate and drank.
Arin looks awkward sitting among Rezza's friends. He is not used to interacting with many people. Fortunately, there was Dinda sitting next to him.
"Hi Arin, we can finally sit at the same table." One of them greeted Arin. They really like Arin there because in fact they have long admired Arin's figure but do not dare to say hello because Arin is very quiet.
"Well, thank you for letting me come with you." Arin smiles kindly and it certainly makes the men fascinated because Arin first smiled at them.
"Look down, we're all friends. You enjoy the celebration. Rezza who made this celebration of course you should come," said another man .
Unlike Dinda, no one has cared about her since. They were busy chatting with friends and equal girls. Yes, only Arin had invited him to chat. Dinda knows themselves, where they might want to say hello or chat with him because Dinda is not at their level.
"Din, what do you want. Let me get it," said Arin, who was sitting next to the braided girl.
"Yes, brother, I'll take it myself." Dinda how dare to tell Arin. It could've been him if Rezza found out.
"Oh yeah, where's the kid. Already invited us here but instead disappeared," murmured Arin but could still be heard Dinda.
"Looks like Rezza's brother had some business, he rushed out earlier."
Arin understood and nodded his head.
The longer that comes the more, the children from the upper class are clear, can be seen from the style and classy clothes. It was fortunate that Dinda's appearance was not so embarrassing at the moment, because Arin was the one who had loaned her dress. Yes at first glance Dinda looks like they are the children of the rich.
Many greeted Arin and invited him to chat. The girls who usually pretend to be wealthy also try to get close to Arin. They know a little about Arin who turns out to be the son of the owner of the company who became the biggest donor on campus. Find a face on Arin because he feels the girl deserves to be a friend, who is friends with Arin can be top.
No one asked Dinda. He sat by himself while listening to the music. There is a college band that is performing on stage. Singing romantic and heartbroken songs typical of young people.
"Hi you, please get me a drink over there," one of Rezza's friends told Dinda.
Dinda was quite surprised and confused as to what the man had been talking to her.
"Why shut up, get us another drink. Why are you here just sitting still" he said again.
"Sorry brother, but there is no servant" said Dinda. Not that he won't, but he'll just obey Rezza. For others, of course, they have no right to rule it.
"Hi, you're not the same as that waitress. Isn't it bro?" ask her other friend.
"Yes, you're just like them. Want to wear clothes as good as anything, still can not change it. There quick!" decreed again.
"But I'm sorry, brother, I will only obey Brother Rezza" replied Dinda. It's impossible for Rezza to intentionally tell his friends to do that.
They laughed at Dinda's words.
"Rezza with us is the same, he must agree I told you to. Do you think Rezza won't let us tell you? Who are you to be defended by our captain. Even if we told you to serve us in bed even though Rezza would let it."
Their laughter really hurt Dinda. How could they think that way. Dinda's body was already shaking withstanding the cries. It felt like throwing their faces all over with water in front of him but he didn't want to make Rezza's show fall apart. Arin wasn't there either. He also did not want to make Arin embarrassed if he made a tantrum.
Dinda had to obey orders they took a drink and then he poured it into their own glasses. While holding tightness in him.
"Hahaha .. nah that's dong. Tau yourself a little. Already hitchhiking free food and drink don't forget to serve us."
"Later if it's good, we'll have fun. Haha ...."
"Truely, his body and face are decent, too bad if not used to make money. Gope wants him the most. Hahaha ..."
Dinda was eager to throw the place of water she held onto the man's face. That was her in their eyes. The poor also have no right to be respected. Dinda's hand was getting tighter grasping the handle of the drinking place.
After that Dinda went straight from there, away from those who were so heartless. He went to a quieter corner not many people. It's better he is alone than among the humans.
Somewhere else. Rezza was busy preparing something. He was getting ready to surprise someone very special for him. There was a bouquet of roses there. He also wears a suit and shirt. I want to show my best in front of that special person. The plan is that he will sing later, after which he declares love in front of his friends. Isn't that romantic. Girls usually like that.
"How do I look, is it perfect?" ask his assistant. Actually his father's aide he borrowed if he needed anything.
"Very perfect young master. Any girl who sees will instantly fall in love."
Rezza looked at himself in front of the mirror. It's very handsome not to lose to that shitty Nathan. Considering Rezza almost never dressed formally, he was a bit stiff. But with the result that did not disappoint it he did not regret having used the clothes.
"All right, let's go now." Rezza won't drive himself.
At cafe. Turns out Dinda could only sit quietly for a moment. His friends did not stop telling and telling Dinda's feet using high heels felt sore and sore at the top of her legs.
Get this, get that. Pointing at it, pointing at it. With arbitrarily, to make Dinda overwhelmed.
Arin had actually been looking for his friend since then but continued to be detained by the girls. The bustling atmosphere also made Arin unable to see what was happening with Dinda.