THE UNIVERSE IS FOLLOWING US
CHAPTER 139

VIRA POV

"Vira, I'm on my way to Lembang." I'm in lazy mode all of a sudden

got word Elsa's on her way.

"Aren't you going to Thailand? why turn to Lembang?"

Strange right, an Elsa who likes to travel abroad, an Elsa who prefers to move from one country to another is preferred to Lembang.

Sure I'm possessed, but it's okay, I have a friend.

"Who's the guy?" I still kepo.

Eit dah, yes it must be the same driver. Vira said you were like that, anyway.

"The same as my future husband, Vira. You know she didn't come to my room last night." Elsa's voice seemed so happy.

"Owh, so. Congratulations to you."

I'm glad that Elsa has someone willing to accept her for who she is. Or maybe there's something, why would I say that? Elsa is the daughter of the richest businessman in Indonesia. Richer than my family. Equivalent to Aburizal Bakrie, Tanoesoedibjo Day.

Elsa's parents have a company in the field of television in Indonesia. Irwan Chandra, that's Elsa's father's name. Indeed, Elsa's father is not a random person, and I'm sure it will not be easy for the family to accept someone for his former candidate.

"Eh, not Elsa yesterday said that she was in a match with the honey boss. And it's not Panji's brother, yeah. Is there someone else who might be moving? I don't know it's none of my business either. For sure I have to make sure that Elsa's candidate is sincere. Otherwise I'll be a tea leaf fertilizer."

I have been living in Lembang for two days. The air in Lembang is fresh and natural. Jakarta is full of pollution. It's just that if it's above 1 to 3 hours it's really hot. Lembang is not the same as Bogor. If Bogor, there is no day without cloudiness.

One of my debts is over, returning Danu's belongings to the original owner. Yes indeed the items that have been given do not need to be returned. But I don't want mama to be disappointed, I don't want to with that stuff add to mama's sadness. Given how Padma's very trusted brother could betray. But what I wonder is, why is it never thrown away? or maybe I should throw it away.

"Vira, breakfast yuk."

I got up leaving the mess terrace where Dira was staying. Cool house for mess size. Is it because Juna is now a boss so different from the others. Aunty Salma's house isn't this good.

"Whose home decor, brother?"

"Tio, same friend. I love working at property. So he made the house picture."

"Oh, good, Brother Juna. Got a brother making a home. Help his brother sharpen the skill."

"Yes, I just said I wanted to make a house at that time. It's not married yet with Dira I designed. Yes, imagine making a small family, living in a place far away from the city crowd. In a quiet area like this."

"Why didn't you take Dira? why do you even buy a house in Jakarta, a house that is rarely occupied. It's redundant."

"Because the situation is not good in our family, Vira. Brother will calm down when our family business is done. That's why we haven't been able to occupy this house. Not to mention when Mas Juna accident, and memory loss."

"But thank God that Brother Dira and brother Juna are together. God still loves you, so many of you have gone down a rough road. The love of children, the old love has not been extended, and is united in the bond of marriage."

"Ra, you know about Danu and your childhood,..."

Why did Dira even discuss that, anyway?

"Know and I don't want to know about Danu right now."

"Related?"

"Remain sure, why the hell is this?" I swear my mood is gone.

"Ra, where are you going?"

I left the dining room. My appetite suddenly disappeared. To me Danu is a jerk, impregnating another woman. And now playing the victim as if he was being tricked by Kayla.

But make me discouraged is I have a papa who has the heart to damage his biological child. I also did not think that papa also impregnated Padma's brother, Danu's brother.

"Vira,." I'm like a whiff of that voice.

"You're Savira, right?" Again that voice.

"Om ..." I tried to return the man's greeting.

"You're here for Dira and Juna, right." I nodded small. And then try to avoid that guy. Still not feeling good because I rejected it that night. I felt someone holding my arm. It's definitely the work of the Om.

"Vira, I'm sorry, but can we just stay friends? if you don't feel like me, that's okay. We are still friends as we used to be."

"Oh, aren't you mad at me?"

The man smiled at me. Why is he so handsome? but why don't I have any feelings for him?

"Your face is red? Is it because I saw my good looks?

"Please, um."

God, I can't be angry with him. For a friendship he can keep me entertained. But for more than friends, I'm afraid I can't be like this anymore.

"Hey!"

"Eh, yes, Om. Well don't be here, can be wider than me later."

"Yes, like a football field. Haha...."

"Om, what's the matter here?"

"I join the beekeeping community in Indonesia. Coincidentally gathering here. I've met Juna and Dira, had one night stay there.

And you?"

"Yes, I'm on my semester break."

"Oh, yeah, yeah."

We walked in tandem. Around the tea garden. The expanse of tea that thrives with cool, fresh air, and without pollution. Along the way, there were workers picking tea leaves. This scenery may not be met when returning with the hustle and bustle of Jakarta city congestion.

And I felt my device shake, after I saw it coming from Brother Juna.

"Yes, brother. What's up?"

"Vira, please buy fireworks."

"Well! fireworks?"

"Your brother from earlier wanted to play fireworks. You can buy it for your candidate."

"Why not just Juna's sister, anyway?" my protest.

"Ra, I want you to buy fireworks." This is Dira's voice seems to be cravings again.

"Oh my God, brother. His cravings to me. Why not the same husband brother anyway?"

"No way, the debay wants his camel to buy."

Oh my!!!!