Mag-log inLiora enlarged the photo on her phone screen many times.
She hoped her eyes were seeing things wrong. She hoped the lighting was bad, the angle was off, or anything that would make her believe the person in the photo wasn't who she knew.
However, the longer she watched, the harder it became for her to deny reality.
That perso
Liora didn't answer Zero's question right away.The usually cozy living room suddenly felt too small to accommodate all the things she hadn't dared to share. On the table, the brown envelope she'd kept the greeting card in lay between them.Zero didn't force. He let Liora gather her thoughts on her own, even as his curiosity grew."I don't remember the entire conversation," Liora finally said. "At the time, I just remember him/her saying everything would be resolved. He/she asked me not to talk about the incident with anyone."“He/she said why?”Liora shook her head. “They said the more people know, the more people will get hurt.”Zero looked down, examining the writing on the card once more. “And you believe it?”“I don't know who to trust anymore.”That answer left Zero speechless.He knew Liora as someone who often seemed confident in her own desires. However, behind her stubborn demeanor, Liora was still someone who had felt afraid and didn't know where to turn for help.“I don’t
At ten minutes past seven, Zero was already in the car when he reopened the message he received last night.An address, a meeting time, and a request that he come alone.There was no sender's name. No explanation of the promised documents. Even the number used was different from the numbers that had previously contacted Liora and Sky.Zero stared at the address for a moment before starting the engine.He had already considered the possibility that the meeting was a trap. However, if there really was a second copy someone had kept, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to find it.One thing that bothered him was the last sentence in the message.Ask Liora what she keeps from that night.Zero had known Liora since they were children. He knew his sister could be stubborn, easily hide her sadness, and often choose to remain silent when she felt unable to face something. However, he never imagined that Liora might hold a clue directly related to the events they had been trying to understan
That morning, Zero woke up with one question constantly running through his head.Don't trust the signature until you know who is holding the pen.The message was still on his phone. He had read it several times since last night, trying to decipher whether the sender was warning or threatening him.That sentence further complicated their search. Until now, Zero had considered a signature on a document to be proof of someone's involvement. But what if the person whose name appeared on it never approved the document's contents? Or if the signature was genuine, but affixed for a different purpose?Zero got out of bed and walked to his desk. His laptop was still on, displaying a copy of the document he had received from Adrian.He looked at the bottom of the page once more.Something feels odd about the wording. The document states that all parties have agreed to keep the incident confidential until someone grants permission. However, there's no name of the person, no deadline, and no expl
Zero read the document again.The name in the bottom corner remained the same. It didn't change even when he zoomed in on the image, checked the date, or tried to figure out if the writing simply resembled a familiar signature.That person should not have been involved. At least, that's what he had always believed.Zero saved the image and then called Adrian. This time, the man answered after the second ring."Adrian, I just received a photo of another document. It has a different signature than the copy you showed me.""Of whom?"“I don’t know. The number is unknown.”Adrian was silent for a moment. “Try sendin
That morning, Zero arrived earlier than the agreed time.The old office building of PT Pradipta Raya stands at the end of a busy road. The paint on the exterior walls is faded, and some of the windows on the upper floors are boarded up. The company is still operational, but most of its old divisions have been relocated to other buildings.Zero turned off the car engine, then looked at the thin folder on the seat next to him.Inside was a copy of the document he had found the night before. One sentence kept nagging at his mind.All parties have agreed to keep this incident confidential until the person concerned gives permission.That sentence sounds like a normal agreement. However, if everyone had agreed to remain s
Liora didn't sleep well that night.The small photograph she'd found in the old box still lay on her bedroom table. She'd picked it up time and again, examining the shape of the ring on someone's finger, then rereading the inscription on the back.Thank you for keeping our promise.The sentence should have felt normal. However, the longer Liora thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.What promise was that? Who made it? And why was the photo tucked away among the things she'd kept without ever checking it again?At six in the morning, Liora finally gave up on sleep. She picked up her phone and called Zero.This time, the call was answered immediately.“Are you awake?” Zero’s voice sounded heavy, like someone who hadn’t slept for a long time.“I can’t sleep, Bro.”“Why?”“I found something.”Zero was silent for a moment. “What?”Liora took a photo on the table. “I want to show you something. Can we meet now?”“Yes, I can. Wait for me at home. I'll be right there.”Before the call en
Inevitably, as if to represent the meaning of the exclamation, Zeva was really surprised. Moreover, seeing who the figure standing in front of her was now. "Zero," said Zeva. Yes, the person who gave the surprise was Zero. "What are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me first?" point Zeva, havi
"So now you're alone here?" Zero asked Zeva when he arrived in front of Zeva's house.Yes, because it was late, finally Zero took Zeva home. Earlier, Zero asked Zeva to come with him to accompany Liora shopping and sightseeing, because tomorrow they would immediately return to their homeland, Indon
As if he heard someone say his name and realized someone was watching, Zero turned his gaze toward the entrance. As soon as he saw that there was a figure of Zeva staring at him, Zero immediately froze and said, "Zeva."Instead of approaching Zero, Zeva turned around and rushed out of the cafe. Thi
Zeva was propping her chin on her desk while twirling a small letter in the shape of a maple leaf with a stem in her hand. Here are the contents of the letter."Good morning, my photographer. I have to say goodbye. Starting now, your job is only to take care of your heart for me alone. Take a cue f







