The night wind blew past, blowing the fallen leaves on the road. The pedestrians passing by sometimes turned their heads when they realized the similarity in their appearance. But the two women ignored them all.
Mellie looked closely at Lilia. Her gaze was full of nostalgia, as if she was looking at someone who wasn't Lilia.
"Do you live in Jakarta?" Mellie asked, tucking a hand in her pocket.
Lilia shook her head, "I come from Surabaya."
The conversation between them stopped again. Even though the two of them looked very calm, they were both still trying to process this situation. That was why the conversation between them was so brief and stiff, as if being interrogated by the police.
Lilia looked at the view of the bustling streets of Jakarta, but her mind was not there. She kept thinking about the question she wanted to ask Mellie the most.
