1 Beginning

In a meadow with bebybreath flowers spread wide. There was a pair of adam-eve children who both looked up at the evening sky. Seeing the beauty at sunset, with a tinge of orange adorning each other's faces.

The man still looked up at the sky, then without turning his head spoke to a woman standing beside him.

"The sun, the clouds are clear and cloudy, the sky is night and day, the stars and the moon that we will see later are still the same, Queeneira. Even though we are far apart, if the universe wants us to be together, then we will be together."

"Gavriel."

"Queeneira, right now I can't ask you to be anyone for me. But, if you can wait for me, I promise to make you queen with a throne high in my heart."

"I will be waiting for you."

"If you have chosen, then you must be prepared to be hurt while waiting for me. You must also be prepared to wait for me with a time limit that I myself cannot predict."

"I'll still be waiting for you."

"Queeneira, if one day you find someone who makes you happier. You have to let go of your feelings for me, I don't want you to be in more pain while waiting for me."

"No, I won't."

"Then wait for me, can you?"

"Vergiss heute nicht, Queeneira, (Don't forget today, Queeneira)"

"Wird nicht, (Won't be)"

Thump!

Eyes with clear brown eyes opened, when she woke up from her dream.

The dream, who often sleeps with her, when she herself almost forgot what happened 10 years ago.

Blinking slowly hoping that her almost wet eyes returned to normal, the woman who had been dreaming woke up from her sleep and walked to the bedroom window to see what was outside.

Sraak!

Opening the curtains with a snap, the woman looked at her yard with a sad look.

It's been 10 years, but she didn't know the news from a friend who was eagerly awaiting her return. Even though she could hear it from her best friend's or even the male cousin she was waiting for to come home. Still different, if not she immediately got the news about it.

She looked up at her friend's favorite sky with a sad smile.

"I missed you," she mumbled, then left the window where she looked up at the morning sky, walked to the bathroom to do her ritual bath and get ready for the office, a venture she had built with the merger of her parents' boutique.

A moment later

In a large building, in a boutique that is still concurrent with the shooting studio building, there is a young woman sitting with writing equipment and a laptop screen on.

Fingers with clear nail polish danced nimbly on the keyboard.

The beautiful face of the offspring of her parents looks serious, as she focuses on what she is doing.

The hair that she used to always have in a ponytail is now flowing down, covering her forehead and occasionally she will tuck it behind her ear.

While she was focusing on her work, she was startled by a knock from outside door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Enter!"

Creak!

An employee or her assistant came in and carried a pile of papers in her arms, making the young woman look at her with a tired sigh.

"Gosh! When do I rest," she thought annoyed.

"Boss! This is yesterday's report," the assistant reported, handing her a stack of folders.

"Put it down," she said, stretching her stiff neck muscles.

"Alright!"

The assistant put down the folder as ordered, but left a book, either a magazine or something, to take away but he stopped it first.

"Wait!"

"Yes Boss?"

"That... What did you bring?" she asked curiously, staring at the cover with a strange feeling and making the assistant stare at the magazine she was carrying with an overly wide smile.

"Oh! This is a magazine from abroad, Boss. I'm a subscriber," explained the assistant with sparkling eyes.

"From abroad?"

"Yes! This is Boss, a magazine with a cover and an interview of a successful young entrepreneur from the Wijaya conglomerate family. Gavriel Wijaya will return home," said the assistant more enthusiastically, without knowing that she who heard it was silent, with a shocked face and a racing heart.

"Gavriel Wijaya."

"Yeah... Look, Boss. Oh my goodness, it feels like a dream to meet the handsome young Mr. Wijaya."

She didn't hear at all what her assistant said, what she now thought was that after all these years, why did she know through the media that the figure had returned.

"Gavriel," she thought about her best friend's name blankly.

Yes ... she is the woman who dreams of someone in the field with bebybreath flowers spread wide and she is ...

"Boss, Miss Queeneira."

Queeneira Wardhana to be exact, who was surprised when the assistant called her with a worried look on her face.

"What's wrong, Quee?" repeated Formal because coincidentally the assistant was a classmate.

"Ah! Nothing, you may go back to work," said Queeneira and commanded, after awakening from her daydreaming.

"Fine, excuse me."

After the departure of her assistant, Queeneira returned to daydreaming with her heart calling out one name which is ...

"Gavriel, why are you so mean."