The prolouge

The Beatles' song And I Love Her played loudly in a minimalist-style house located in an alley that only fit one car in. Sunny, the woman who was listening to the song enjoyed it thoroughly. Her body swayed to and fro to the rhythm. Dressed in a disorganized fashion, Sunny was cleaning up the files she had just taken out to see if anything was missing what the interviewer had said.

Incidentally, Sunny had just come home applying for a job at Customs. With Sunny's mediocre potential, she tries for her luck to apply for a job at a large company that happens to be very difficult for people to get into. With a very deviant graduate, Sunny tries various ways to get a job where she wants. Her mother had hoped that Sunny would continue her father's work in the army.

Oh of course, don't be surprised, Sunny wants to be in the army. Serving the country, being a role model for her extended family. Even though it's not her sustenance, Sunny used to be very persistent in being a State Servant like her father. Until one day there was a problem that regretted for the rest of her life. Sunny should have listened to what her mother had to say, so that regret wouldn't come to her at the wrong time.

"This is what God wants. I think it's good for u just for now," what Sunny's mom said.

So, what Sunny can do is collect the missing data, take off his white shirt and put it beside her, then go back to check what's missing.

"Hng.. Hi Sun?"

After hearing the voice full of doubts, Sunny hastily turned her body and glared when she saw a group of people who were his friends staring at Sunny awkwardly. And the men who were looking down because they saw Sunny who was only wearing a sports bra with hanging black pants and her ombre hair that she tied up carelessly.

"How long have you been there?!" Sunny shouted loudly. Without bothering to put her shirt back on. She snickered. "Wait in the living room!"

Quickly, a group of Sunny's friends immediately ran away from the dining room to the living room that Sunny mentioned.

Sunny raised her eyebrows in confusion when she saw Betra walking towards her with glaring eyes. "Put your clothes on." She spoke in a cold tone.

Sunny looked at her body before pouting.

Betra, a woman with a very strong religion. Always angry when Sunny makes a mistake. Sunny's college friend always brings up her religion when she sees her friends still wearing clothes which Betra herself thinks is very disturbing to her eyes. But, more than that, she didn't care about anything. Because all Betra cares about is Sunny's association, which is too free.

"Hmm.." Sunny finally answered. "Why didn't you say you were coming here? Who was allowed to enter? It means opening the door."

"Yes, but not followed." Betra chuckled in disgust, took Sunny's shirt and immediately covered Sunny's body. "Anne's dear mother."

Sunny nodded, returning to her work. "So where is my mom?"

"She said, she want going to her friends house, but I don't know where she goes."

Sunny noddes again, "okay then, I want to fix this first." Sunny points to the scattered papers, "I'll follow after I'd fix this papers."

"Hngg...actually, are you good?"

Sunny turned, looked at Betra confused.

"Panji was there…"

That one name immediately made Sunny freeze with a sudden crazy heartbeat.