"Let her stay at Nico's house with me," Raka said, helping Della decide her choice.
Della couldn't decide on her own, so she finally chose to follow Raka wherever he went. In this place, Raka was the only person she knew. Living with her brother would make her feel so awkward.
Maybe it would be better if she chose to live with someone she knew.
The rain outside was getting heavier, everyone finally left the terrace and returned to the living room. Della's wound had been treated and they were ready to go home.
"Uncle, aunt, rest well. We're going home. Raka and Della will stay at my house tonight because the rain is too heavy." When he was about to go home, Nico immediately took an unopened bottle of champagne on the table. He also took the bottle of wine he had been drinking earlier, even though it only had a third left.
