"Why buy things I can make myself? Look, this bag also has a high artistic value, okay?"
"You made it yourself?" surprised, Rey was just realizing that she truly was a naïve girl and who knows what the right definition to describe her was. She was so harmless, that she didn't think back to open the locked door.
"Yes," she replied shortly after.
"Haha!"
"Why? Do you want to insult my bag?"
"Ah, no. I'm just curious what you do with Hendra's money?"
"I left it in the nightstand drawer. Ah, if only I remember how important money is sometimes… I will definitely take it for my brother."
The man who was currently walking through the Japanese-styled restaurant in front of Aruna abruptly stopped. He turned to face her.
"You're not afraid of me?" his voice was low, a baritone so smooth in his own strange way, wafted in faint wonderment.
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