Rissa turned around and smiled. "Mr Rendra. How are you? Just call me Rissa."
Rendra smiled. "Oh, okay Rissa. Then just call me Rendra, so that we can be more familiar."
Rendra looked at him with a strange attitude. "I remember that time at the invitation. You look so beautiful. I didn't even know you."
Rissa forced a laugh. "Thank you."
"Oh yeah, before that, I want to apologize. I didn't mean to offend, but is it true that you and Mr Charlos have a special relationship?" asked Rendra, scratching his head looking awkward. "The news was very crowded on the internet. Instead of being the source of gossip, I'd better ask you directly. Is that okay?"
Rissa grinned wryly. "I don't have any relationship with Mr Charlos. Uhm ... Can you stop talk about it anymore, okay?"
"Oh yeah, sorry. I'm sorry, Rissa. I'm really sorry. By the way, what are you doing here? I've received a letter from Kharisma, by the way. Luckily it was fast, otherwise Mr. Charlos would be angry. Thank you."
