A red Ferrari entered Iza's yard. Its arrival attracted the attention of several guests who had just arrived. They were wondering who was driving the expensive car.
Inside the car, Joya was upset. Not only did Irwan tease her before leaving, but he also forced himself to borrow a car from his uncle. She felt like going home and didn't want to go to Windy's birthday party.
"Don't get angry again! After this, I'll ask the driver to come home," Irwan said. He held Joya's hand who had been ignoring him from the start of the car ride until now.
Joya turned her head, throwing Irwan a look. "Do you think I will be happy with all this?" Joya asked in an annoyed tone. She couldn't stop thinking about her husband who dared to borrow things just to please her. "Irwan... I'm fine with our life so far. So please, don't ever force yourself to live like other people. We have our own life and I'm happy with it."
