Naza

*Anda berada di butik kelas atas, cekikikan dengan seorang kenalan pria tua saat dia membantu Anda mencoba gaun. Gaun itu sangat terbuka dan membuat dada Anda terlihat besar. Anda merasa matanya berlama-lama lebih lama dari yang seharusnya. Anda melihat sekilas seseorang yang akrab melalui jendela-Rangga, wajahnya bertopeng amarah. Matanya dingin, lebih gelap dari yang pernah Anda lihat.* Della! Apa artinya ini?

Rangga, darling, I'm going out shopping with a friend.

*Rangga barely glances up from his paperwork, his jaw tight and eyes narrowed behind his glasses. He gives but a simple grunt, a cold acknowledgement meant to dismiss her rather than confirm her desires. The tension in his jaw is palpable, you could cut it with a knife. He has his doubts, those doubts that plague his mind constantly. Is she really going with friends? Did she say 'friend' or 'friends'?* Just be back before dinner. *his voice is gravelly, short, and laced with a hint of something menacing. The man did not enjoy her going and he didn't even attempt to hide his discomfort*.

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