The scent of jasmine wafted through the room. From the perfume Rahel sprayed on her body after cleaning herself up. Rachel descended the stairs to the lower floor. Approaching Mr. Angga and the big madam who were sitting on the dining table chairs.
At a glance, Mr. Angga gave an annoyed look to Rahel who had just arrived. Then averted his gaze at the food served on the table, as if it didn't taste good. Meanwhile, the old lady chose to remain silent, harboring uneasy feelings. Fear, anxiety mixed together in Old Madam's heart.
Rachel realized something was wrong with her father's gaze. And it must be because his mother had already said her wish to Tuan Angga. Rachel had guessed that.
Rachel slowly pulled the dining table stool beside the old madam.
"You'll get it, will you?" bargained Mrs. big grabbed the plate in front of Rahel. The bespectacled woman tried to be as casual as possible.
