ILANA

Relaxing on the balcony, I enjoyed the view from my apartment while slurping an orange juice and turning the pages of the book in my lap. It was still early in the morning, just six o'clock. I asked Sila, my manager, to set me free from my schedule today as my adoptive mother, Mrs. Ujang urged me to see her today. She moved to Bandung just after I had a stable life. However, we did not stay in the same house. I bought her a house in one of the elite neighborhoods in Bandung.

Last night she called me that there was something she had to talk to me...