Erika doesn't have many friends, and after leaving home when she was young, she cut off all contact with anyone from Jakarta.
On the day she revisited the old place, she coincidentally met Donny, which made her heart feel something strange.
If she hadn't gone that year, Donny…. Would have been her husband.
But since she was young and stupid, the only way out of those shackles was to run and not look back.
Erika stared at Donny blankly, the young and gentle man in her impression seemed to have become much more mature now.
In her field of vision, Donny walked towards her. He is seen wearing a gray vest with a black shirt and pants.
"Erika, do you remember me?"
Donny stood in front of Erika, and he asked in a soft and magnetic voice.
"Of course I remember. Donny, it's been a long time." Erika smiled slightly, a trace of guilt hidden deep in her eyes.
