The taxi carrying Rahel finally arrived in front of Mr. Angga's luxurious house. The cold air felt even more bone-chilling, when Rahel opened the door of the blue car that had taken him far away from the city of Jakarta.
Rachel looked around the house. Mr. Angga's car was still parked in the open garage of the house. Rachel slowly made her way into the house. A middle-aged woman almost collided with Rachel who was in a hurry.
"Non Rachel!" said Mbok Darmi happy to see Rahel appear at the house.
"Where's Mother, Mother?" Rachel asked in a panicked tone. Her netra swept around the house. No one appeared to welcome him.
"The big lady is in her room, Non. Come on, I'll take Non Rahel," said Mbok Darmi.
"What about dad?" Rahel stopped her footsteps when Mbok Darmi was about to pull her body. He remembered the haughty man who lived in this luxurious house.
"Mr. Angga is accompanying the old lady in her room," answered Mbok Darmi.
