The next day, at five in the morning, Lilia sighed and slowly opened her eyes in the dim and quiet master bedroom.
She gently pulled out her cell phone from under her pillow and looked at the clock that was still showing five past three.
There were still three hours left before going to Jakarta. She laid on her side, but a faint melancholy feeling rose in her eyes.
She didn't know if it was because of her worrying mind for not knowing what was going to happen, but it was clear that her comeback to Jakarta this time made her heart nervous.
She panicked a little and felt a little messy, like a flat boat bobbing in the sea unable to find a harbor.
She thought that maybe the peaceful days she was feeling right now were going on too long, so the slightest disturbance caused her to be anxious.
Lilia sighed again, she quietly turned around and stared fixedly at her husband's calm face under the dim light.
