Not the usual Cinderella
Chapter 15

A black sleeveless dress with a length slightly below the knee was my choice.

Luckily there are still some pretty fancy dress I keep here.

I can't imagine if I had to go back to the apartment just to pick up my fancy dress neatly tucked away there.

Actually I was a little scared if it turned out that Joan was there, or maybe the guy suddenly came home.

It will be very difficult for me to come out again. I can't have enough reasons to leave him.

This outfit is also not too flashy, so I hope the boarding guard will not assume I will peddle myself.

I styled my long wavy hair. Just a small bag that I paired with this dress to complete the look.

I don't want to look scared or pathetic when I meet that mysterious person.

After taking a deep breath and stabilizing my heartbeat that was pounding so hard, I decided to walk out of the boarding room.

Wish I hadn't met Dinda, 'cause I was so lazy to lie and find excuses. My brain is dead, because I don't still wonder who sent the mysterious message.

The answers I've been working on if the mystery man asks me about my relationship with Joan later.

Slightly able to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Dinda's room was already dark, maybe the girl was already asleep.

In fact, the new time shows at half-eight pm. Bodo very much, back I set foot a little hasty, the sound of high heels makes me a little panic, afraid to make other residents out of their rooms.

"Night Sister Raras? Well, that's beautiful, Ms Raras wants to go on a date?" greeting Mang Dayat who looks amazed with my appearance.

"Ah Engga Mang, want to serve a birthday party anyway, already yes Mang," I hurriedly left the security guard cosan because I no longer want to lie a lot.

I parked the car in the parking lot provided by the restaurant manager. Lots of fancy cars lined up neatly there, only my car looks awful.

Indeed this is an expensive restaurant, of course the visitors deliberately wear everything that is all luxurious to show their caste like, forget it, it's just my opinion.

Maybe not all rich people will do that. You know what I know about them. It's only from Joan that I know how rich people live.

A waiter dressed in a butterfly tie greeted me.

I fell silent, how do I ask this waiter if I have an appointment with someone. I don't know my guests.

"Let's Miss Saras, you've been waiting inside," I'm quite surprised the waiter found out my name. I wanted to ask who was waiting for me. But I said it, I'm sure this waiter won't answer.

Looks like the mysterious person showed me a picture of me so the waiter can help me meet him.

I'm sure the sender of the mysterious message must not be a random person. The waiter walked first and I chose to follow him.

Passing through various tables that are filled with guests, towards a more privacy place.

I've been here before with Joan, and I've also entered one of their privacy rooms where the rent was fantastic.

Of course, Joan preferred to rent the room when she was with me. Maybe Joan didn't want anyone to see her when she was with me.

My chest was pounding so fast, I was like heading to another world that was very creepy. My legs trembled slightly when the servant stopped at the room I remember very well having occupied with Joan.

Is that mysterious person Joan? What's he doing that for?

One thing's for sure, that guy knows a lot about my relationship with Joan? Or is it just a coincidence? I don't know.

"Please Miss" the servant opened the door for me.

This room is located on the second floor, and I know there are only three rooms on this floor, maybe only this room is left.

In this room there is also a large television screen and loudspeakers that I believe are very sophisticated for karaoke. Different from the karaoke place that I often visit with Dilla.

A woman was sitting behind me, making me curious.

I could only see her hairdo in a tall bun. It turned out that the mysterious person was a woman, who was she?

"Let's Miss," asked the waiter while I was still unmoved at the door.

I walked towards the chair she was pointing at, the woman was enjoying a glass of red wine in a twisting motion of the glass. So graceful.

Esterlite.

It turns out my first guess didn't miss. What would he say? Is he gonna curse me? Kicking me ? Or ...

There are so many questions in my brain about why Esterlita would want to see me.

Is this the reason for using personal space in order to be content to curse me?

I looked at that extremely perfect graceful face, she was extremely beautiful of course, even a hundred times more beautiful when looking at it instantly like she was now.

The silver-colored dress with the exposed chest part made her look very reflective of a conglomerate, even if she claimed to have blue blood anyone would believe.

Her perfect appearance made me shrink when I realized how pitiful I looked when compared to her.

Maybe for someone like Mang Dayat, my appearance is really charming, different if I meet someone like or even approach Estherlita certainly looks very gap.

The tight black dress I was wearing right now was like a mirror of the future life I was about to go through. Dingy.

Is this a sign that I'm going to mourn? No-no, I gave up the bad thoughts that suddenly flashed.

I must not look weak, though in my heart I grieve myself with the sins that I commit to a woman as beautiful as Estherlita.

Yes, I know that besides my sin against Adam, I'm sure that my actions also hurt Estherlita, but do I have a choice?

Only Joan has made me so many times grateful that at least I didn't become a mistress of old bandits.

Can I feel that I am not entirely guilty? What a situation that forces me to be his mistress, there is no intention in me to damage the relationship of others.

The waiter took a glass and did not forget to fill it with the same drink as Esterlita.

The woman looked at me flat, maybe she was cringing what she was going to do to me.

For a moment we were silent to each other, there was no way I would start a conversation, right? I only need to answer him if he asks, that is the step I will take in the face of Estherlita.

It's better to be honest because I'm sure he already knows a lot about our relationship. Although I deeply regret his decision to seek me out. I'm sure our meeting tonight will only make her more hurt.

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Tbc.