Widow Kepentok Duda
New friend

Farzan returned to the apartment, where he now lives. Farzan took off the tie and suit, then placed it onto the back of the sofa. The man walked into the room, then laid down a body that felt tired due to the pressure of work and also the behavior of Grisel.

Farzan reached into his pants pocket, then looked at his phone. He's looking for someone's number there.

[What med? Already asleep?]

Farzan sent the message, then waited for an answer from the recipient. Not long after, a message notification appeared on his phone screen.

[Not yet, Chila is still making assignments.]

Farzan sends a message to Chila, who somehow wants to contact the little girl.

[What's hard?] Farzan sent a reply.

[It's not hard, it's just a lot.] Chila turned out to reply again, ending with a smiling emoji.

[Alright, study diligently to be smarter.] Farzan sent a final message to Chila because he did not want to disturb the concentration of the little girl's learning.

Farzan smiled to get a sticker reply from Chila, it felt relieved and calm to see, talk, or interact with the little girl.

**

At Sandra's house. The woman furrowed her brows at Chila who had stopped studying and was instead staring at the mobile phone.

“Who's first chat, hayo?” Sandra walked into Chila's room with a glass of milk.

Chila was surprised, but then put the phone and took the pencil on the table.

“Nothing,” replied Chila Ogre. The girl returned to her job.

Sandra stared suspiciously, not usually Chila holding a cell phone while studying. It can even be calculated how many times the girl will touch the flat object in a day, usually Chila will hold a mobile phone if she contacts, the rest of the girl will spend time with pencil, crayon, books, books, and picture books.

Sandra put the glass filled with milk on Chila's table, still looking at her daughter who looked down and as if she was focusing on books.

“You have a new friend, huh?” ask Sandra teasingly.

“Hayo, girl what guy?” Sandra still teases the princess, honestly she will be happy if Chila finally has a new friend, considering that her daughter is very difficult to make friends.

Chila did not answer Sandra's question, choosing to spend half a glass of milk, then give the phone to Sandra.

“Chila is happy she is good with Chila,” said the girl, then returned to the book after giving the phone to Sandra.

Sandra frowned, feeling astonished by what her daughter meant. He opened the little girl's phone, then looked at the list of the last chat messages that came in.

“Dia?”

**

Next day. Grisel was at home with the manager, they were watching a live broadcast of a press conference held by Joya and Kenzo— betrothed Joya, who wanted to fight a statement from him yesterday. The woman sat with her legs crossed on the table, her hands holding a plate containing pieces of fruit and occasionally feeding into her mouth, while the gaze was fixed on the television.

“Gris, what if they have evidence against you?” asked Claudia who was back feeling anxious.

Grisel turned to the manager, put the piece of fruit in his mouth, then chewed and replied, “I'm sure they don't have it.”

Grisel spoke with confidence, arrogance and selfishness that the woman might fall for having made trouble with Kenzo—.

The manager was still feeling anxious, both of them were watching the show closely. Grisel grinned with a sneer as he looked at Joya's face on television, his gaze full of contempt for feeling higher than Joya.

Until the recording was played, Grisel immediately stood up for disbelief. “How can it?”

In the infotainment show it was shown how Grisel raised his hand and wanted to hit Joya as the designer.

The manager's premonition is now proven, Kenzo really has evidence. He already felt that Kenzo wouldn't be able to fight without a gun. Kenzo is the chief director of the company.

“See! Didn't I tell you, why don't you listen to me?” Claudia suddenly felt furious, the end of Grisel's career, then it would be the end of her being a manager. Although the woman can look for other models, but she has to start from scratch.

Grisel held the plate tightly in his lap, until the second video was played and the woman rounded her wide eyeballs.