Spend the Night with You

Trapped in the Shadow

I ignored the family and chose to concern myself with the device. But who would have thought, the eldest came to me. He looked so nervous that it was difficult to walk normally, but he remained steadfast forcing himself to step up.

“Excuse me, can I sit here?” he said referring to the empty seat on the other side of the table.

“Bby. Just sit down.” I let him sit.

He pulled out a chair then sat down gracefully.

“You came alone?” abugn.

“Iya, because only I was invited,” I said by giving him a little smile greeting without removing the device in hand.

This girl has a beautiful face. Her eyes as bright as the sky and her thin lips caught my attention. Her white skin blends beautifully with the clothes she wears. Besides, from the gestures of his body just now, I'm sure he's taking some kind of manners training.

I can tell you, she probably grew up in a good family. However, I don't want to serve anyone right now. So I purposely made a gesture of rejection by crossing my left hand on the chest. I hope he understands and gets back to his desk.

The girl is sniffing. “My name, Natasha. You?” he continued to ask.

He doesn't understand my body language.

I had to turn off the device and focus on my opponent. I had to face a stranger again. If not for this girl being one of the VIP guests, I would definitely continue to ignore her.

“Nana Sanitra,” I said pretend to be friendly.

Natasha's eyes look sparkling. He might feel happy because my response was within his expectations. This friendly phase is coming to an end.

Unfortunately, I was trapped in Natasha's trap. Just 5 minutes into our acquaintance, he began to tell us a lot about his family. Many times I also have to answer a series of questions from him.

He is a typical person who talks a lot. Doesn't he just keep blabbing?

From this talk, I can tell that Natasha is from the Ganendra family. As I recall it was the name of one of the surnames of the shareholders of the company led by my stepfather.

All the stories were boring until he mentioned the novel. My eyebrows are slightly raised.

“I really like to read novels. I have read many great writers. Also ... I have this novel.” Natasha reached into her bag and showed me a novel on the cover with my name.

“You are the author of this book right?” continued. “Yes right? Can I have your autograph?” natasha Pinta.

I gasped a little. I don't think this girl read my novel. This is a novel that became a best seller last year. On the doorstep, there was a photo of my face. It's only natural that Natasha knows who I am.

For this reason I enforce my sitting position. At least I have to respect the readers. I'm mendeham.

“Iya, you like?” many enthusiast.

“Like! I even have all your books at home. Want to see?” Natasha fiddled with her device and showed me a row of shelves filled with books I wrote. There are 7 books in total; two of them are anthologies.

My nose is so proud.

Then, I put my signature on the first page of the novel Natasha brought. He thanked me repeatedly. He said he would make the novel his family's treasure.

Shortly after, my sister came to our table. A 15-year-old with a tall, thin stature with mature brown skin. He asks Natasha to go back to their table.

“One more time thank you, Nana. Sorry for interrupting your time.” Natasha. He went back to his parents.

From a distance I saw him happily showing me the pages of the book that had my signature. Of course I feel proud and happy to meet fans of my book. It's just, I got a weird feeling about Natasha. My intuition said that our destiny ropes might intersect in the future.

Shortly after, the door opened. Looks like an old man dressed in Javanese custom complete with blangkon and beskapnya enter. His eyes combed through the room until it was fixed on me. She smiled faintly and took off her blangkon, revealing that her hair had turned completely white.

I know that guy. I know him because we lived in the same house. He was none other than Muttar Bagawain, the butler of my stepfather's extended family home. Since the last time I saw him, he still looks healthy and fresh fit despite his age of six heads.

“The party will begin soon, guests. The host wants his special guests to enter the party hall,”.

Natasha and her family left first. I followed after them. However, just as I was about to leave, my steps were stopped by the butler.

“No see you! Den Nana! Nice to see you again.” The old man bowed respectfully to me.

Muttar has served my stepfather's house for decades as a butler. No one doubted his loyalty and loyalty. In fact, at his old age, he was still working hard. I don't know when he will retire.

“Happy to meet Mr. Muttar as well.” I walked past it. “Can take me to the hall?”

Muttar. “Siap, carry out.” He immediately led my way.

The hall where the party is held is really decorated in such a way. Lots of flower decorations, and ornaments with bright colors like the twins. Not only that, there are also famous band performances that are performing their hit songs.

Nazar really did not refrain from squandering money. I don't know how many hundreds of millions he spent on his twin's birthday party.

The guests present were not teenagers of Nika-Niki age, but adults. I suspect the birthday party is just an informal gathering for Nazar's business partners.

Muttar offered me to taste some dishes and drinks, but I refused. I asked him to take me directly to where Nazar was. Muttar confirmed my orders by taking me to the main stage.

From a distance I could see my twins, mother and stepfather there. Sit on the soft sofa while welcoming the invited guests. They really do look like a proper family. Happiness is etched clearly on their faces especially mothers.

When was the last time I saw a woman who gave birth to me smile so sincerely? Certainly not when I am with you. My presence will definitely melt that smile. If I go there, it's sure the atmosphere will be runyam.

Should I still come near them? Even if I am here because I was invited by Nazar, I cannot go any further. I must be self-conscious.

Stopped step. Muttar looked astonished.

“What's up, Den?” ask the butler.

“I can't go there. Tell Mr. Nazar, Nika, and Niki that I will wait in the room just now. Don't tell mom I'm here too,” I said.

Muttar agreed to my request without asking again. Then I went back to the previous room. Back through the crowd. A few pairs of eyes followed where my feet were going. A few more whispers. I close my ears tightly and speed up the pace.

I went from there, leaving the festive excitement to the song.

~you must be able .. can be breastfed .. you must be able .. can take the silver ...~

I waited in the waiting room. Occasionally check notifications on the screen. No incoming messages. I was alone there. It's boring, but it's better than being in a party hall.

“Meong!”

I was surprised. Suddenly from under the table covered with cloth appeared a cat.

“Hey, why are you here?” I grabbed the cat and put it on my lap. “Where did you enter?”

As a cat person, I could almost never help but pet the cat I met. Especially if the cat is short white with a long tail. Just like the one I'm in.

Kuelus his white fur. Her gentle sensation was truly soothing

Door opens. The cat jumped down and went into hiding.

“Kakak!” call Niki while waving. Behind her, Nika was tailing. Both look beautiful in fancy dresses.

“Finally, sister came too. I'm sorry about yesterday. Because of me you get into trouble.” Niki apologized for the incident the other day at the festival.

I stroked his head. “What a problem. It's just a small matter. Oh yes, this is a gift for you and Nika.” I gave her a little red box.

“It's cute, but this is what it is?” Niki tried to shake the city but no sound was heard. “Nika! Lookie! Brother love us gift.”

Nika is a little different from her twin. Their faces are similar, but their nature and style are different. Nika tends to be calmer and more mature than her twin. Sometimes I think she's better suited to be a sister to Niki than her sister.

“Kakak, how are you?” ask Nika.

“I'm good,” I answered briefly.

Nika switched to her twin. “Niki, may I ask you a favor? Can you grab a drink for Brother?.”

“Eeeh? Why always me? Why not just you?” lamented Niki.

Nika rolled her eyeballs. “I'll give you my part pudding tomorrow.”

“OK deh!” Niki agreed and left immediately. It's easy to be fooled. I'm sure Nika isn't seriously going to give her pudding rations.

After Niki disappeared from sight. Nika attacked me. His punch targeted the ulu hati. I reflexively responded to the surprise attack by jumping back.

“You learn karate Just to play spanking random people, Nika?” sindirku.

The girl fell silent and lowered her horses. His eyes were sharp as if they were stinging me.

“Why brother come here?!”  Nika asked probing.

“My sister knows again. Is it natural that I come?” my pretext.

Nika looked at me suspiciously. “Kakak .. do not lie. I know Brother never cared about Me and Niki.”

He's correct. I really don't care. In fact, deep within my heart, I felt envy, envy, and resentment towards them. I often blame the twins for what I used to experience.

The only person who is aware of my heart is Nika. He once deliberately read the contents of my diary. Who would have thought that her brother who always looked kind, turned out to hold a tremendous hatred for her. I assure you, Nika must have been in shock at that time.

I showed him the invitation letter from Nazar. Nika stared in disdain at the black envelope I was holding. “You're right, Nika. If it wasn't for this invitation I wouldn't have come. Waste of time.”

I watched his hands clench.

“I already gave you a gift. So, I want to go home.” I waltz away.

“WAIT!” shouted Nika.

“What else?” I looked half annoyed.

“Never approach Niki again!” abugn.

I scratched the back of my head that wasn't itchy.

“Then, keep him so as not to get near me.” I continued my steps out of there.

In the hallway, I cross paths with Natasha. This time he was alone. I had no intention of reprimanding him, so I just nodded with a smile as I continued to leave. After a few steps, he called my name.

I take a short breath. Again, I have to be polite.

“What do you need, Natasha?” my many.

“Sorry that I am not polite. Actually, I'm going to start college in Yogya, but I don't know the places here yet. It's the first time I've lived alone,” he said half nervously.

“Terus?” I said.

“I'm asking for your help. I want you to accompany me around town on Thursday next week? Can you?” her door.

The answer is certain: I refuse. I don't want to spend my time on the rich kid I just met a few minutes ago. Moreover, he came from his partner Nazar's family. There must be shrimp behind the rock.

Before I could refuse. Gawaiku. There's a call coming in from Nazar. Natasha invited me to answer the call. For the sake of courtesy, I walked away from him and set the call volume to low.

“Halo?” I said.

“I've invited you, but you didn't even show up at the party hall. Muttar said you were in the waiting room,” the cerocos.

“Yes, but now I want to go home.” I answered ketus.

Nazar. “As usual, not polite. Your habits are nothing like Farah, your mother.”

“So, what do you want now? I've been to the party. Can you let me go?” I said.

“Is Natasha with you?” ask Nazar. “If yes, listen to this carefully. I want you to be a filial son from now on. Natasha is my partner's son. You should be familiar with him.”

“Why should I be involved in your business?” tanyaku.

Nazar laughs. “Did you forget how much power I have, Nana? It is not as big as 9 Dragons, but enough to crush you to the end. Also, I have a list of the names of those closest to you. You don't want their lives to be ruined?”

“Basic shithead!” my snapping. “Do not mess!”

My stepfather never messes around when threatening. What he said was not nonsense.

“Just do what I tell you. Do not argue or the events of years ago will repeat themselves. See you, my son.” Nazar disconnected his phone.

I try to balance my breath. Muffle the mounting anger.

“You okay, Nana? Who called?” Natasha looks worried.

I think I should start making friends with this princess. It will feel exhausting. However, if I don't, Nazar will target those near me. I can't imagine the miserable faces of Anna and the others.

“Soal your offer earlier. I can take you around town,” I said in response to Natasha's request.

His eyes sparkled with pleasure.

“Thank you, Nana. I'll call again ya.” He then went towards the party hall.

Hold still. How will he contact me if I don't give him contact info? Let it be, it's none of my business. Let that bastard Nazar take care of it.