
Lovely driving to Keysha's house. He hopes that the girl does not return to Indonesia so that she can establish a relationship properly.
It's beautiful not to deny that David still loves Keysha. Even the gaze of David and the treatment of the man was not as special as when he was dating his best friend first. But Beautiful remains selfish, her heart wants David. After all David had also accepted it even though in a slightly different way.
"Please let me have it." muttered Beautiful.
Shortly after, the car driven by the girl arrived at Keysha's residence. He also got off his car. But when he arrived in front of the gate of the house, clearly emblazoned an inscription that the house was confiscated.
"Confiscated?!" beautiful Gumam.
The girl re-entered her car. He also tried to find out about the Danu family through the internet. And sure enough, the girl found that the business and foundation managed by Danu was no longer operating.
Beautiful trying to find out the existence of Keysha through the internet, but not a few articles about Keysha. Only the news of the inauguration of her ex-husband's marriage did she find.
The girl switched over through social media, looking at Keysha's account. There's no new post besides his picture with Kevin that he uploaded a year ago.
"Maybe he didn't come back, right! Keysha may still be in that place with her parents." said Indah trying to convince herself.
Beautiful also turned on the engine of his car and immediately left the place.
....
David sat down while looking at the two people in front of him. Reyhan and Irene only bowed as David stared fixedly at her.
"So you're getting married soon?" david asked seriously.
Irene was only silent, while Reyhan quickly wrapped his hand around Irene's shoulder. "Of course, man. Look at the red tinge on her cheek for enduring the shame." Reyhan said. Irene stared at the man.
"Continue your work, baby. I need to talk to your boss." - teased Reyhan.
Irene immediately moved from her seat, and a moment later stepped on Reyhan's left foot.
The man's face flushed red withstanding the pain from the stampede earlier. David laughed at both.
"Biasalah, this is the touch of love from her" Reyhan said evasively.
"What do you think of that girl?" reyhan asked as he set his eyes on Irene.
David raised his eyebrows.
"I know she's a good girl and a little ambitious" David said
"Wait a minute! why are you asking me?"
"Oh, it's okay. I was just a little curious about the other people's views on him." Reyhan said.
....
"Key.." exclaimed Kirana calling her son.
"Yes ma.." - timpal Keysha.
When she heard the voice of her daughter in the room, Kirana quickly went straight to Keysha's room.
"Mama wants you to try on this dress" Kirana said.
"Mama made it herself" he added, giving the shirt to Keysha's hands.
"Well Ma, I'll try" Keysha said.
Kirana came out of Keysha's room for a moment when her daughter was about to change her clothes. After a while, Keysha called back her mother.
The girl showed Kirana the clothes she was wearing.
"Well beautiful, the dress fits perfectly in your body, son." Kirana looked at Keysha with a sparkle.
"really? thank you ma."
"Together, wear it if you want to attend a party or any other formal event" Kirana said.
Keysha was immediately speechless to his mother's words, "I won't go to any event ma, because I can't see, it will be troublesome if I do." Keysha said.
Remembering the incident yesterday, making Keysha want to visit again to the restaurant. In addition to his delicious food, he can also return to being himself when he was on stage.
"Ma, can I go back there today?" ask Keysha.
"May, but mama can't accompany you today. What if Bik Asih is accompanying you there?" ask Kirana.
"Yes ma, occasionally take Bik Asih out." said the girl.
After saying this, Kirana immediately told her daughter to prepare. He came out of Keysha's room into the kitchen. He saw that Bik Asih was wiping the dining table.
"Sir, can you please accompany Keysha out now?" ask Kirana.
"Good Mistress."
"Then get ready, I'll take you there, and the place is also the way to the boutique" Kirana said.
Bik Asih immediately left his job, he was quick to prepare according to what was ordered by his Madam.
After a while, the three of them got into the car. Kirana hands over the credit card to Keysha's handle.
"Wear this, the pin remains a long one" Kirana said giving the credit card to her son.
There is a bad feeling when you take the card for granted. He could not keep putting his hands on his parents for his own purposes. But what services he offered while the condition of the girl is currently less possible.
After a long journey, the three of them arrived at the restaurant that became his destination. Keysha and Bik Asih got out of the car.
"Bik, I'm picking up Keysha ya." exclaimed Kirana.
"Ready Mistress." timpal Bik Asih.
Shortly after, the car driven by Kirana also drove. Bik Asih and Keysha enter the resto.
The crowd was clearly heard in Keysha's ears. But one thing feels a little less. Why didn't there be music or men singing yesterday.
One of the servants approached the two. The waiter gave Keysha a menu book. The girl opened it for a moment and mentioned the name of the food she had eaten with her mother yesterday.
The waiter was able to stare in surprise, because the menu book held by Keysha in the reverse position. After learning that the girl could not see, she apologized.
"It's okay" Keysha said.
"Then wait a minute, Miss. I'll prepare your order." said the waiter.
"Wait a minute! why don't I hear the singer's voice from the stage?" ask Keysha.
"Oh, he doesn't work here anymore." said the waiter.
"Are you looking for someone to fill the position?"
"Yes, miss, our boss is looking for someone who can fill that position." said the maid.
"I want to fill that position" said Keysha looking very happy.
"Well, lady, I'll call my boss about it" said the waiter, who then stepped away.
Keysha smiled happily, now he can make money by selling his voice.
"Non Keysha sure you want to work here?" ask Bik Asih.
"Yakin Bik." said Keysha, nodding his head.
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