
The car carrying Reynaldi and his parents has arrived at a restaurant that is a favorite place of his extended family. To celebrate his freedom, Reynaldi wanted to eat the fullest in a place he used to visit first. With long footsteps, he walked into the restaurant and immediately sat on a chair in the corner of the room.
Likewise with his parents who immediately sat in front of him and immediately called waiters to order food immediately.
Reynaldi got up from his chair, "Pa, Ma, I'm going to the toilet first."
Desy nodded slowly and looked up at his son who was standing looming in front of him. ""Yes, Son. You're like always, right? Or want to eat something else?" He still had the menu in his hand.
"As usual, Ma. I haven't eaten seafood in a long time. So, I want to eat as much today." Reynaldi walked to the toilet after answering a question from his mother who had confirmed his words.
With long footsteps, he intended to go into the toilet. However, his dense netra captured the silhouette of a woman in a cleaning service uniform who was mopping the floor with her back position.
"Why do I feel like I've seen that woman? Maybe just similar," said Reynaldi who immediately walked into the toilet because it was not able to resist the urge to urinate.
Meanwhile, the woman, who was seen busy mopping the floor near the toilet area, removed the sweat dripping on her temple. Until the voice of someone who was the manager of the restaurant, called his name.
"Goddess, quickly wash all dirty dishes in the kitchen. Today there are many customers coming. Quickly do your job by finishing mopping it!" said the man in his 40s who became a manager at the restaurant.
The Goddess nodded her head, "Good, Boss. I put this in the barn." Directing his gaze at the mop tool he had been holding and also the trolley cleaning service on the right he stood.
"alright. I want to go to the toilet, that's why I'm calling you." Walk away from the Goddess and head to the toilet.
Dewi also cleaned the cleaning service equipment in the trolley and once completed, he walked towards the warehouse next to the toilet. However, as he passed through the male toilet, his sense of sight caught the silhouette of a man who had just come out.
"That guy .. I think I've seen him. But, who? I forgot, maybe it was just my feeling that thought it was similar to someone," muttered the Goddess who continued to step on her legs and passed the man who had done the movement of combing hair using his fingers.
Reynaldi glanced at the figure of the woman who had just passed in front of him by pushing the trolley cleaning service. He could clearly see the face of the woman he still very much memorized his face, because being the first person to thwart his plans first to make him have to languish in a cold cell for 3 years.
"Hey you, stop!" hardik Reynaldi who immediately walked over to approach the woman he was desperate to destroy.
Now, Reynaldi was right in front of the Goddess and pointed his index finger towards the front. "Aren't you the blood donor, are you?"
The goddess who initially felt very astonished at being summoned by a man who was completely unknown to her, stopped her steps as her footsteps were blocked by the man standing looming in front of her. Until he began to remember the figure of a man who was none other than the half-brother of the man he once donated blood.
That's why he forgot the man with a little long hair and overgrown with fine hairs on the chin area and around the lips. Of course it was due to the appearance that was very much different from what he had once seen.
Reynaldi reflex immediately clapped his hands and smiled a grin. "It turns out you haven't forgotten me. Good, so I don't have to bother reminding you. It seems like God is on my side because it makes my job easier."
The goddess frowned as she did not understand the ambiguous sentence of the man before her. "What do you mean, Sir. What job do you mean? Sorry, I have to leave because I have to work. So, please get out of my sight."
Reynaldi, who still ignored the words of the Goddess, observed the appearance of the woman in front of him, from the tip of the foot to the head.
"What did Queen do? Are you not the woman he likes. Looks like you've made a big mistake and ended up being a useless piece of trash. Pathetic."
Meanwhile, Dewi could only smile wryly because she felt very upset to hear the last sentence which she thought was very rude.
"You're really disrespectful, sir. Please keep your manners on a woman!" the sarcasm of the Goddess was very upset and without caring for the man who was still standing towered in front of her, he walked past her to enter the warehouse and put the cleaning equipment down.
While Rey who was increasingly burned with anger, clenched her hands and because she saw the atmosphere around her was quiet, she chased after the Goddess who had entered the warehouse.
"You have to make amends first," hardik Reynaldi who immediately closed the door of the warehouse and locked it from the inside.
The goddess, who was intending to get out of the warehouse, felt very surprised when the narrow stuffy room was closed. "Are you crazy! Why did you come in here and close the door! Quickly open the door, or I'll yell and make everyone beat you up for being rude to the restaurant staff."
Reynaldi who had been staring intently at the Goddess, did not care at all about the angry shout. Because right now, what was in his head was wanting revenge, for his heart to feel satisfied seeing the destruction of the woman standing before him.
"Yell as hard as you can and I will tell everyone that you are the one who teases me. Let's see who they'll trust. A person like me, or a woman from a lowly caste like you. Even a young lady Queen has already dumped you and made you work as a cleaning service here."
Reynaldi smiled smirk and spread his gaze around the narrow room before him to look for something.
The goddess, who was both nervous and frightened, now thought that her life was on the edge. And thought that he would never be able to fight against the man in front of him, because his strength was not comparable.
"What should I do? If I scream for help, people will trust me more, right? Not believing this crazy guy. Is this the last day I am in this world? Is he gonna kill me?" the Goddess in my heart.
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