Sharing Love: Love Location
The arrival of Mellysa

Jayden and Bintang had just finished filming when a woman was visiting their home. A young lady of Delia's age smiled sweetly to the host.

“Em ... I'm Mellysa, Delia's friend. Can we meet?”

Jayden invited his guests in, then asked his assistant to make drinks.

“Please sit.”

Mellysa sat on the sofa in the living room. A little bit of observing the contents of the living room. Big pictures of Jayden and the Stars adorned the walls there. A sense of pity suddenly wafted in his heart over Delia. The host not considered.

“I'm Jayden, I'm her husband Delia.” Jayden introduced himself.

“I know, that cafe singer right? Delia told me everything. And don't be too formal like me,” said Mellysa, “oh yes, Deliya where?”

“Delia at her parents' house,” Jayden replied.

“Kok can? Didn't she say you eloped?”

So that detail Delia told her about our relationship with this friend? Does that mean Mellysa can be trusted? inner Jayden.

“Hello ... How is night daydreaming?” Mellysa flicked her hand in front of Jayden's face which was silent.

“The story is long,” replied Jayden, “inty because of an incident, Delia had amnesia, and it was very coincidence that her parents brought her home.” Jayden lowered his gaze down.

The chat came to a halt when Jayden's housekeeper came carrying a tray with two cups of tea on it. He soon left after carrying out his duties.

“So how is Delia now?” ask Mellysa.

Jayden shakes. “I don't know, I haven't been able to meet him.” Jayden then looked at Mellysa's face. An idea popped into his head. “Mel, will you help me?”

“What help?” ask Mellysa.

“Please come to Delia's parents' house, find out Delia's condition. Once there, call my number. I want to talk to him. Perhaps by hearing my voice, his memory will soon recover. Please.”

Mellysa flinching. He had to meet Delia because of business. But to help Jayden, he can't just say it. Not sure what Jayden told you is true. It could be that Delia came home because she could not stand the household relationship.

“Can't ya?” jayden asked softly, “sorry, I didn't mean to trouble you. We were not so familiar before. But Delia often tells me about you. You were Delia's best friend in college, right? I'm sure Delia is very close and believes in you. That's why she told us about our household to you.”

Mellysa smiled, “I can't promise Jay, but I will. Then I'll excuse.”

Mellysa leaves Jayden's house without tasting the dish the host gave her. His current goal is to go to Delia's parents' house to meet with friends who will be his business partners.

Mellysa drove her car in a direction she knew for sure. He and Delia have been friends since they first entered college. When they both became new students. Until they get closer and become friends who go everywhere always together.

The car that Mellysa drove was in front of the white house. The guard asks the purpose and purpose of Mellysa's arrival to her master's house.

“I'm Delia's college friend, there's business,” Mellysa replied straightforwardly.

The guard was seen contacting someone by phone, before opening the gate for Mellysa.

Mellysa realizes something is wrong. As he remembered, to visit this house is not too tight.

The house he visited was not much different from the one he last remembered. Not much has changed, except for the mango tree next to the house that looks to have grown taller.

The waiter at Delia's house let Mellysa in. Usually he would go to Delia's room, but this time he did not. Mellysa has to make sure what the situation is.

Arga comes to the living room, where Mellysa is already sitting there. His daughter's friend stood up and greeted Arga.

“Halo Om, I'm Mellysa, Delia's college friend. I used to come here a lot, but we rarely meet.” Mellysa was self-conscious, this person in front of her could not possibly remember her. “The purchase is Om?”

“By being called,” replied Arga while sitting with crossed legs in front of Delia. “So what are your activities after graduating from college?”

“I open a business Om, manufacturing, garment. Delia and I plan to work together. Delia will open a clothing business with her own brand, later my company will make the goods.”

“Oh yes? Nice dong. What's the brand name?”

“Delia says, JD,” replied Mellysa.

“I do not know Om, maybe for it can be explained directly the same Delia. I only helped a little about the licensing management and everything needed for the opening of his business.” Mellysa chose to pretend not to know.

Simultaneously, Delia descended from the second floor towards the living room. A smile was etched from her lips when she saw Mellysa's arrival.

Mellysa stood up and hugged Delia. “Hai Del, this is why?” mellysa asked as she pointed towards Delia's forehead.

“Not a problem, let's sit.” Delia pulled Mellysa back to sit down. Ignoring Arga who was still there.

“Sorry I have to come, because I called you not connecting. Though there are so many that I want to talk about your business.” Mellysa pulled a map out of her bag. “Nih, your business license is done.”

Delia received the map that Mellysa thrust, occasionally glancing towards Arga who was still unmoved on the spot. Didn't the old man want to leave from there?

Delia read carefully. Or at least pretend to read it. There was something else that Delia wanted to talk about. Even with Mellysa, a lot of questions entrenched in his head. Especially about the news that Delia lost her memory, but in fact not.

“Thanks yes Mel, you are indeed the best!” delia said as she pointed her two thumbs at Mellysa.

“Oh yes, the other day you said there will be goods into the shophouse, but earlier the info I received he said that time the delivery back again, where are you?”

“Oh it ... There was a little incident,” said Delia Lirih. Once again, Delia glanced at Arga who was still sitting unmoved between them.

“Why don't you contact them? They can blacklist you because it is considered to make a fake order. Honey too, DPnya has entered, right?”

“But ... hape me and all the contents of the bag I lost, Mel.” Delia glanced at Arga, hoping Mellysa understood her point.

“Yes Lord Del, you are like a hard man, buy again why? For the number, you can take care of it again to the provider's outlet.” Mellysa then took the phone from inside her bag, and handed it to Delia, “if you have, nih, use my phone first.”

Doubtful, Delia took Mellysa's phone. He glanced at Arga who still looked unconcerned. His gaze focused on the phone in his hand.

Mellysa nodded, and Delia knew her point.

Delia squeezed out the number she had memorized. Once the phone is connected.

“Halo, with Flexible? I am Delia, I the other day order shelves and displays for my store,” said Delia.

“Delia, baby, is this really you?” say the guy across there.

“Iya Sir, I'm sorry, I had a little incident back then so I couldn't accept the goods back then.”

“I'm so happy to hear your voice dear. How are you doing?”

“Good Sir, oh yes sir, the goods can be resubmitted?”

“Why do you talk like that Del? Is there your Papa?”

“Iya, sir,” replied Delia.

“Alright I understand, I'm glad you want to be with you. Papa you said, you're amnesia.”

“No, Sir,” replied Delia.

“I miss Del, when are you coming home? Or can we at least meet?”

“Hemmm ... Maybe tomorrow morning, sir, I'll be at the shop at eight. I'll check the stuff. Or if I can't, I'll ask my friend for help.”

“All right I understand.”

“My friend's name is Mellysa, Sir.”

“I love you dear.”

“Sama-sama, Sir.”

The phone connection was also cut off.