"I'm glad Mom is turning nice to me now, but if it's because of my appearance, I'm disappointed."
"Hey, cheer up, I think Aunt Vera has a special reason. Positive thinking, ok?" Putra ruffled Naya's hair.
"Ok," said Naya smiling. "But don't mess with my hair, it gets ugly huh." Naya protested dismissing Putra's nosy hands, she replied by pinching Putra's waist, but she immediately avoided him.
Naya feels very lucky to have a friend like Putra, she can always make him smile. Think positively about things that are not on his side. If there were no Putra, Naya would feel unable to continue her life. Putra is a savior angel for Naya.
Even so, Naya stood in front of the room with a gold door, her favorite color but she could never wear that color on her body. Hmm, because Naya's past had sunburnt brown skin, bad color for a young girl in her era.
"Come on, let's open it, how come it's just stunned," said Putra, breaking Naya's reverie.
