
A night in Jakarta with clear skies full of stars. The dim orange city park lights highlight the cars along the road.
The black car drove quite fast as he passed through the deserted streets near his contract. Davin spurs his four-wheel drive towards an elite apartment in the middle of town.
The highlight of the orange lights has been replaced by the bright lights of skyscrapers and other buildings that are no less tall. Like the apartment Davin will stop by.
The dozens of floors of the building have been seen standing tall in front of him. Davin grabs the phone he keeps on the dashboard of the car. The black-colored flat object was already within his grasp. He swiped the screen lock of the phone and then typed something.
"I'm in front of your apartment, Mala." Fill in Davin's message.
"Wait a minute" replied Mala.
Davin chose to wait in the car. He put his phone back on the dashboard. Davin's eyes glanced at the tall buildings standing near Mala's apartment.
Davin's eyes caught someone walking closer to his car. A beautiful woman wearing a pink dress knee-length and high heels wrapped her legs.
The white-eyed, round-eyed woman drew closer and smiled as she was at Davin's door.
"Mala?" Davin opened the car door immediately.
She smiled and got into the car. He sat right next to Davin.
"How are you, Dav?" mala asked with a smile.
"good. Oh, aye. Where are we going to eat?" ask Davin.
"Ordinary place. Where we used to eat there," said Mala.
"Lah ... You haven't been able to move on?" Davin asked as he raised his eyebrows which were accompanied by round eyes.
"No. I just love the food menu. Even if I'm a baper, don't you already have a girlfriend?" asked Mala with a smile.
"Oh .. thank goodness. I don't want our business relationship later just because the paper isn't just because the professionals run the business."
Because I know, having a taste for others is not good. Rather just torturing himself and indirectly hurt Adara as he knew. Inner Davin before spurring his vehicle.
Car type city car has sped to the restaurant located in the city center. The lights of the building that lit up seemed to illuminate the building and the streets that night.
"Oh, yes, Dav. Does your girlfriend know that we're gonna make this business?" mala asked breaking the silence.
"Look. He knows everything" Davin replied.
He just doesn't know how I feel about Jovanka. The woman who used to stay in my heart when my relationship stretched out with her. Oh my God .. I feel more and more guilty to Adara. Am I this selfish? Inner Davin.
There is nothing wrong with Davin's feelings. The feeling of love that comes from the heart is very difficult to avoid. How great it is to avoid, the heart has more power over the self and there will be no one to prevent it.
Blind love. Maybe that's what Davin is going through. When his little heart was still kept one name: Adara. However, the other heart was filled with other women and she was the wife of someone else.
Selfishness will destroy everything. When his heart had insisted that the taste he had was not wrong. He forgot that his little heart was always there for him. Even when he was down.
Until finally Davin and Mala have arrived at the restaurant where they used to spend time. Mala is indeed the son of rich people, no wonder he is used to eating in luxury places. While Davin, he used to live a difficult life and his achievements as a doctor was a dream from his childhood.
Davin got out of the car with Mala coming down from the next door. They walked side by side then immediately ordered food and drinks to accompany the long chat that night.
"I'm a hot mocchachino, ma'am," Davin said.
"What eat?" Davin asked.
"No, we're here to discuss work. Just order a drink to accompany the discussion," said the elegant woman.
"Well, wait a minute, yes, Mas, Ma'am," said the waiter after noting their order and passing away.
The discussion begins. Davin opened his conversation to build a business in the property field. Mala also responded seriously and they both detailed the shadow of the funds to be issued for the sat.
"One? Two? Or five billion? What enough?" mala asked that made Davin's eyes widen.
"Huh? Don't be too big, La. I don't have that kind of money" said Davin, who was shocked to hear the big offer from the woman who used to love him.
"Just wear it, I'm sincere, really, really" said Mala."
"But, La––" said Davin stalled.
"For your efforts, be calm. Don't think about money, I exist and I'm sincere, really." Mala assured.
Little heart Davin refused. But the other heart accepts.
Take it, it's sustenance, lo, Dav! Inner Davin who rules over her.
No, Dav, you will be miserable if Mala will bring her kindness one day. Walk alone. Remember, man can be good today and may bring up his good on another day. Little heart Davin said.
Davin was so confused by his heart back then. Where the powerful heart agrees to accept, but the little heart says 'do' not'.
"Dav?" Mala calls Davin who looks dreamy.
"Yes?"
"You, huh? For the sake of your dream of doing business. I'll be ready to help you as much and as hard as I can. Don't worry, I won't bring up everything I've ever given you. I'm sincere."
Davin looked at the eyes of the beautiful woman who was in front of his eyes. He saw sincerity from there.
Silent. However, not so long ago, the silence was broken when the voice of a woman who came to bring two glasses of moccha chino to them.
"Thank you," said Davin, who almost coincided with Mala.
"Together." The servant left after throwing a friendly smile on his lips.
Davin grabbed the cup containing the moccha chino and then sipped it slowly to neutralize his unwelcome feelings. Where his dominating heart and his little heart intersect.
Davin's feeling that was uncertain finally broke when he heard the ringing of a cellphone that was enough to make him aware in daydreams. It's Mala's phone. He grabs the phone and asks Davin for permission to pick it up.
Mala left slightly away after a male voice sounded in her phone.
"Oh my God .. What should I do? I accept Mala's help or should I refuse her?" Davin is still hesitating.
When Davin hesitated, his eyes fell on the table at the very end. The figure of a beautiful woman who has been sitting with a man and so looks romantic when the man holds his woman's hand.
"Jovanka?" muttered Davin.