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"Mer, where is your friend Kalyana staying? The place looks interesting. Let’s stay there sometime too!”
"Oh, yeah?" said Merina, stopped her reading and then reached for the phone Arsyad had borrowed earlier. In the timeline of Kalyana's social media accounts, her friend is seen posing intimately with Rajata on the front yard of a kind of resort. She smiled then hit the 'like' button and left a line of comments. "Looks cool!" she continued to Arsyad. "You’re right! Let’s stay there sometime later!"
"But that's why I can't see the news feed from of Rajata account, huh?" murmured Arsyad.
"Why, are you interested in him?" asked Merina while still stared at the phone screen, hoping Arsyad did not see her expression harden a little.
"You are crazy! I'm not even interested in other girls, let alone, boys!" said Arsyad. "I'm just curious, how come his name is written differently from other account names of your friends."
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