There was another Wenceslas family member that Aruna had just met. She was her prospective mother-in-law who reportedly sent a dress designed by this country's famous designer.

A woman with a sad face, graceful and beautiful Javanese character. She has golden skin and black hair in a modern bun backward. Aruna knew from her father that the beautiful woman's name was Gayatri.

Gayatri smiled and shook hands with Aruna. She put on a sad gaze like someone who was miserable but trying to swallow it.

Aruna tried to guess what Gayatri was thinking. She thought it was maybe because she wasn't wearing the clothes that Gayatri had given her.

'Ah... Maybe that is her everyday facial expression.' Aruna thought after seeing the calmness of a woman named Gayatri, flat and not showing any prominent activity.

A moment later, the dish came. From the start of the meeting, Aruna's parents were so engrossed in responding to the chat with grandpa, grandma Sukma.

Somehow, others seemed to be busy with their own thoughts.

Anantha was still attached to his stiff gestures because of his frustration and disappointment with Lesmana and himself was difficult to hide.

Gayatri looked calm, as calm as a river in the lowlands, but anyone who looked at her seemed to have caught the melancholy in her.

Aruna couldn't guess how old she was. In Aruna's eyes, Gayatri was like a woman aged 30 year-old or a maximum of 35 year-old

Obviously, it was a wrong prediction where maybe at 9 year-old she has given birth to Mahendra. Hendra was reportedly 2 years above Alia, of course, perhaps she was 27-28 year-old. Automatically, Gayatri's age ranged from 44 to 45 year-old.

'Wow... Impossible.'

Aruna brushed off her own reverie, matching Gayatri's age and beautiful face who wasn't at all match.

"No wonder Mahendra is so handsome."

She muttered while glancing at the man who was sitting right on her left. She felt that Mahendra carefully looked at Aruna that made her shocked and quickly justified her seat.

Aruna's reflex motion resulted in the spoon on the dinner dessert falling, leaving a stain on her batik midi-dress.

"You better to go to the bathroom." Mahendra whispered, giving Aruna a suggestion.

Aruna stood there. She wanted to go to the bathroom. However, the whole room looked at her.

He just wanted to stand up to go to the bathroom. Was this the behaviour of striking or somewhat wrong?!?

For a moment, Aruna remembered her personality class with Alia when she was in junior high school.

"During a formal banquet, even if you want to pee or just go to the bathroom... You should be restrained because it is very disrespectful." Aruna's teacher explained.

Aruna's memory made her immediately sit back.

And it was true, Mahendra smiled happily, catching an innocent little girl he managed to stop.

"It looks like we talked too long until we haven't eaten our food yet." Grandma Sukma tried to relieve Aruna's tension.

"Aruna must have finished, huh..." Sukma continued.

Aruna smiled in response to grandma Sukma's words.

"Alright... Hendra, please accompany Aruna to look around here."

It seemed Sukma caught what just now happened.

Hendra was forced to follow Aruna out of the room. Right beside the room, there was a fish pond and an artificial garden decorated with beautiful lights. But Aruna didn't want to go there yet.

"Do you know where the bathroom is?" A male waiter froze for a moment because of Aruna's question. He then immediately realised and showed directions in detail, guiding Aruna to the door with the toilet logo.

Aruna wasn't the one who made the waiters nervous. It was the male standing beside Aruna that made it difficult for the waiter to breathe.

Mahendra was the young CEO and sole successor of all existing assets in this skyscraper hotel. The waiter only knew about the CEO from the rumours between employees.

Today, the star who was gossiped about all the time by his fellow employees suddenly stood in front of him, asked for his service. No wonder, the waiter was extremely nervous.

Not to mention the news circulated that CEO Hendra was a person who consistently carried out product tests to ensure service quality. He paid certain people to review Wenceslas Ritz Hotel's service standards.

If he found out deficiency was due to a human error, then this human error was quickly destroyed—Whoever and wherever the position of office.

"How long have you been?" Hendra asked, followed by frowning, seeing the stain that had been cleaned by Aruna, leaving a wet area in a circle shape right between Aruna's thighs.

"Are you sure will come back with that weird circle?" Hendra asked as a criticism.

"Ouch... How is this?" Aruna tried to find something.

She found a magazine near the waiting room. The woman casually wagged the magazine, trying to dry the skirt.

"You're a troublesome partner. Come with me..." Hendra walked.

He had thought Aruna would follow him like most of the people he spoke to. In fact, Aruna was still busy fanning her wet skirt.

"I said, come with me..." Hendra suppressed his words. His blue eyes glared at Aruna. Seeing some people also glanced at them, Aruna immediately followed Hendra's request.

They both ended up on the 5th-floor in a special lift. Part of the 5th-floor was the marketing office, service, and all staffing activities of this skyscraper.

Hendra seemed to be contacting someone via his phone. A moment later, a woman dressed in a hotel dress code hurriedly ran to bring a hairdryer to Hendra.

While following Hendra's fast footsteps, Aruna observed the office space which was arranged so attractively.

It was half past 9 PM, and some people still seemed to be working. The people paused for a moment. They seemed to observe Hendra and her who were walking hand in hand. Or in fact, Aruna tried to catch Hendra's foot speed.

Her footsteps ended when the blue-eyed man stopped at the door. When that door opened, a room could be seen.

It was too wide for a pair of black table chairs with a solid impression. In front of it, a soft, comfortable white corner sofa was accompanied by a matching table, contrasting with other colours in the room.

On the left side of the room was a transparent glass that anyone could directly see Jakarta Night's atmosphere.

"Come in... This is my office." Hendra offered.