Siara blinked her eyes few times, registered everything Jonathan's answer before. Her chest fell and rose rapidly by his words. Her tongue felt tied inside her mouth, couldn't utter a single word. She doesn't know how to replied back his words. She does miss his touch, but she knew it was only once thing. Like a night stand. Whatever happened in Bali, stayed in Bali, she thought. She never once had the chance to searched for Jonathan.
When she got back to Jakarta, after her delightful trip from Bali, she felt the weight on her shoulders lifted. She felt happier than ever, glad she could move on from Julian. All of it thanks to Jonathan Xavier, the man who bought her margarita. Siara thought it was wise to forget the man because she knew she would never saw him again.
