Irwan and Joya arrived at the front of the luxury hotel where Rasma Comp's anniversary party was being held. As soon as the car was parked in front of the entrance, two security guards immediately greeted them for an escort.
Joya was dumbfounded by the number of journalists on standby in front of the hotel. But, considering that Rasma Comp was one of the most prominent companies in the capital and must have invited many important people to come to the event, Joya understood why the journalists were there.
"Are you okay?"
Joya was stunned by Ridwan's question. She immediately threw Ridwan a dry smile. Joya was nervous, she had never been to a big company party like this before. Her nervousness increased even more, when she found out that many journalists were waiting outside.
As if understanding Joya's feelings. Ridwan extended his palm. "Hold my hand, so that your nervousness will decrease."
