
That night, at Tristan's house. The owner of the house, Prawira Adiyaksa and her family are enjoying a night together.
Everyone sat in their seats. Vishnu and Tristan sat down next to each other
In the middle, they were enjoying dinner. An art came and told the owner of the house. If a guest comes.
"Sorry sir, there's a guest outside. He's looking for Den Tristan." Said the art.
Heard his name being called. Tristan turned to the art.
"Find me, who is it?" Tristan is curious now.
"Sorry den, I forgot to ask his name." said the art.
Feeling so curious, Tristan immediately stood up from his seat and then walked towards the living room.
"Tristan, finish your dinner first." Exclaimed the mother.
"Later on Ma." replied Tristan, who then continued walking towards the living room.
"The camera is still outside Den. I told you to go in first." Said the art.
"No effort Bik, let me meet him." said Tristan, then he walked towards the door in the living room.
And when he opened the door of his house. Tristan is shocked by Miranda's arrival at his home.
Tristan sat down, from where the woman could tell her home address.
The woman he knew was standing and glancing sharply at Tristan. And beside him, Dad was also seen looking at Tristan's face with a look of dislike.
Not to have Miranda and her father come in. Tristan shut the door of his house.
Then he walked towards Miranda with shocked eyes.
"You, why are you here. You know where my home address is?" Tristan asked with a tone of voice.
Mr. Hadi, Miranda's father who saw and witnessed for himself how the arrogant attitude of Tristan was immediately carried away by emotions.
"How are you, Tristan. Thank goodness, if you don't lose your memory of me." said Miranda, and she deliberately put on a face full of courage. Because for Miranda, Tristan must be faced with a brave attitude, not with a weak attitude.
"Not much ado. Why are you here?" Tristan asked again in a tinge.
"Based on a brash kid" Miranda's father said. Which then he instantly unleashed a single blow onto Tristan's face.
Tristan who got hit suddenly was immediately staggered backward and shocked.
While holding his famous jaw a hard blow hand Pak Hadi. Tristan glanced at Miranda's father with sharp eyes.
"The son of a bitch." cried Miranda's father in a loud voice.
"Dad, control your emotions. We're here to demand justice." Miranda said, trying to calm her father.
"Surely he treats you like a star. Just being disrespectful to the parents." Said Miranda's father.
From inside the house. Prawira, Vishnu and Bu Aminah who heard the noise then rushed out of the dining room and walked towards the terrace.
"What's this?" exciting Prawira. The one who was shocked when he saw his son Tristan, looked bloody at the corner of his lips.
Tristan did not answer. He was now moaning in pain holding his jaw which was struck by Miranda's father.
Vishnu who happened to have known Miranda then greeted Miranda.
"Miranda." pangil Vishnu.
Seeing something wrong and make the owner of the house Prawira confused. He then allowed Miranda with his father to go inside first. So that everything can be clear.
Miranda and Hadi also entered the house.
Now they are all in the living room.
Prawira sat next to his wife. Vishnu sat next to Tristan.
Tristan can now only bow. He occasionally raised his sharp gaze towards Miranda. And looked at Miranda with a grinning look.
Miranda was sitting next to her father.
"Sorry before, can you know who you are?" tanya Prawira opened the conversation.
Miranda's father, Mr. Hadi, then looked at Prawira.
"I'm Hadi, Miranda's father. And this is my first daughter Miranda." replied Mr. Hadi introduced himself.
"Well, Mr. Hadi, may I know what is going on and what is the purpose of my house?" Ask Prawira again.
"My son and I came here to demand justice." Said Mr. Hadi.
"Justice? What justice?" Prawira asked confused.
"Your boy. His name is Tristan. Has raped my daughter Miranda." replied Mr. Hadi to the point.
And that made the Tristan family shocked.