
Somewhere else.
Time shows at eleven o'clock. Ray began to stop his work, he stood up and stretched his hand muscles. After that, he reached into his cell phone in his pants pocket, hoping for a message from his ex-girlfriend, Leta. But unfortunately, he had to be disappointed because there was not a single message from the woman he loved. Ray sighed harshly, realizing he should not wait for messages or phone calls from Leta, because with his current situation, Leta must always be watched by Ken, Ken, and Ken couldn't have allowed Leta to contact Ray.
Ray again sighed rough, he looks emotional when imagining if the girl he loved was now under the supervision of her future husband. But Ray can not do anything, because his current position is very unlikely if he can defeat Ken and take his former lover back.
"Leta, I miss you so much, do you miss me too?" Lirih Ray while staring at the photo of Leta plastered on the screen of his phone.
"Wait for me, Leta. I can definitely take you back from him." Inner Ray is full of confidence.
Ray slowly moved both of his legs away from his office and rushed to his room.
***
Ken's Residence.
Next day.
Time showed at 06:00 am, Ken had woken up from his sleep, he immediately rushed to the bathroom to clean himself.
After a few minutes, Ken had finished his morning bathing ritual, he came out of the bathroom and walked towards the walk in closet, then took his work suit and put it on the spot.
After finishing his work suit, Ken came out of his room and walked down the stairs.
"Good morning, Mr. Ken. Breakfast is ready, please sir." Greet the aunt who just finished preparing breakfast for Ken.
"Hmm thank you." Ken said, stopping his footsteps. Then after that he moved his legs back to the dining room. Ken immediately pulled up the dining table chair, then sat down and started eating his breakfast. After a few minutes, Ken finally finished eating his breakfast. Ken immediately got up from the chair, then walked out of the dining room.
"Good morning, boss." Say hello to Seth when Ken arrived at the door of the black car.
"Hm.. Let's go." Ken said before he got into the car. Seth nodded his head slowly, then he walked and got into the car. Seth slowly drove the four-wheeled vehicle away from his boss's residence.
Somewhere else.
Leta looks ready to go to work. Even though his legs hurt a little, he decided to go to work. Leta slowly moved her legs towards the main door. Antonius who saw it immediately approached him.
"Leta, where are you going? Don't your legs still hurt?" Ask Mr. Antonius made Leta immediately stop his footsteps and turn to look at his uncle.
"You go to work, uncle. My feet are also slipping." Leta showed a sweet smile on her lips.
"How about you go out with Emily, Emily happens to be leaving, and it looks like you're in the same direction." Mr. Antonius said as he glanced at his daughter, Emily.
"I can't, pah. I'll leave at nine." Emily's mouthfuls with ketus.
"Well, instead of saying you left at half-eight, why nine?" Antonius asked as he looked at his daughter.
"Yes in the pah retreat." Emily had reasoned. In reality, he did not want a car with his cousin's sister.
"Emily, don't lie to me, papa doesn't like. You have no pity on your own cousin. His feet are sick...."
"It's okay, uncle. I can take a taxi online." Leta interrupted his uncle's words, revealing a sweet smile on her beautiful face.
"I'll go first, uncle." Pamit Leta showed her smile again.
***
Leta reached into the cell phone in his bag, he immediately called a taxi online to get to where he works. After a few minutes of waiting, the online taxi finally arrived. Leta smiled, then he immediately opened the taxi door and sat in the passenger seat.
"As per map yes, sir." Leta is friendly.
"Ready neng." Sahut the driver began to drive his four-wheeled vehicle.
In the car, Leta looks out the window, her mind now drifting on her wedding day, which is five days away.
Leta smiled wryly, accompanied by her breath. "Five more days I'm getting married to Ken. Is this my destiny from God? How do I feel about Ray? Could it be that as time goes by, I can forget, Raymond? Or even the opposite. Ray, I miss you." Leta's mind is accompanied by a long breath.
A few minutes later the taxi finally arrived at the Samudera restaurant where Leta worked. The driver stopped the vehicle, and glanced at Leta. "It's up to neng." The driver said it was friendly.
"Yes, sir. Thank you, yeah." Sahut Leta while giving money to pay the taxi fare.
"Yes, here's the change." The driver gave Leta change, but the girl refused.
"Not necessary, sir. Just go back to your dad." Leta said as she reached for the taxi's door.
"What a fact, neng. Thank you neng, moga neng sustenance more and more." The driver looks happy.
"Together, sir. Aaamiin." Said Leta who then got off the taxi. After that taxi drove back to leave the restaurant.
Leta walked into the restaurant cautiously, as the soles of her feet still hurt. Sam who accidentally saw it also immediately walked to Leta.
"Leta, what's wrong with your leg?" Ask Sam softly.
"Here, I accidentally stepped on a broken plate yesterday, Sam sir." Leta showed a sweet smile on her lips.
"God... Why are you so careless, Leta. Let me help you out here." Say Sam while calling Leta to walk.
"Thank you, Sam. Because I want to help. Sorry to bother you." Leta said when she arrived at the restaurant.
"I should've helped you, Leta. Because you are my employee." Sam said with a faint smile.
"Then I went to my room first. If your foot still hurts, you better not have to work first, ok." Connect Sam with his soft tone of voice.
"Thank you for your attention, Sam. But I can still work, so you don't have to worry." Leta said excitedly.
"Bas with you, really stubborn." Omel Sam walked away leaving Leta still smiling.
After Sam's death, Leta intends to put her bag into the locker, but her intention is stopped when her phone rings indicating a call coming from someone.
With laziness Leta reached into the phone from his bag.
"Numbers are unknown, who is it?" Leta muttered before she shifted the green button and stuck the phone to her ear.
Seriate.