"Are you sure if I should be here?" Ratih asked the man beside her, looking at him with a smile while holding her hand tightly.
"Right now, all I know is you, Ratih. I..., I'm not sure myself, is it true that the person who will come is my family?" He replied and patted the back of Ratih's hand gently.
"They said your name is Irfan. Do you remember anything?" Asked Ratih again.
"I don't know. I still don't remember the name. It still feels very foreign to me," Irfan answered earnestly.
Ratih and Irfan are in a room that is quite spacious but closed. There is only a long table, with chairs on each side of the table. Their clasped hands tightened against each other, waiting for someone who might enter the room.
Not long after, the door opened. Ratih and Irfan immediately stared curiously. A beautiful woman with an elegant appearance was seen together with a handsome man beside her.
