“Amelia Putri.” “What happens next?” 'Amelia Putri Wilson. Granddaughter of Hendrick Willson's second child.' So far Amel has not hidden her last name while in Indonesia. But because her grandfather is quite famous here, she hides her last name. She thought—she wanted to live a more peaceful life. Especially if you mention the name Hendrick Willson, a billionaire who controls a business in London. Also listed as one of the richest people. Amel does not want other people to look at her with respect. Especially until people approach and want to be friends just because of her family's embellishment. “Amel—” Nicole patted Amel’s thigh gently. “Answer my question first.” “What are you guys talking about? It seems like a lot of fun.” Gerald came in with Hardin. Putting the roast beef on the table with the other food. “I want to know Amel’s name.” Nicole cuddled sweetly into Gerald’s arm. “My name is just Amelia Putri,” Amel answered. “No last name. Because my mother was obsessed with
“In your room.” Annie pointed to the room with her chin. “My room?” Amel pointed at herself. “Not our room? I get my own room?” Annie grimaced softly approaching Amel. “I share a room with Joseph and you share a room with Hardin.” Pppffft! Amel almost spat out the drink in her mouth. “Are you kidding?” “No.” Annie shook her head. “Help me, Amel. To smooth my relationship with Joseph. You have to share a room with Hardin. I’m sure he won’t dare mess with you.” Amel stared at Annie angrily. “Fuck you bitch!” Annie laughed. Pushing Amel to a room she had pointed out earlier. “Just come in.” “I’ll kill you, An—” Amel couldn’t finish her sentence because Annie had already pushed her inside. She sighed as she ruffled her hair in frustration. Again she glared. Her annoyance was growing. “Excuse me, Sir—” Amel turned her back to Hardin who was taking off his clothes in front of her. “You should be aware that there are other people here.” Hardin laughed. “Sorry, I’m not used to it,”
Nicole laughed. “You are Indonesian. We won’t go to the beach directly. We’ll chill at a villa near the beach. Hardin’s villa has a bonfire. Plus—we’ll have a barbecue. So you won’t get a ‘cold.’” Amel became embarrassed. Nicole understood what she said. Amel was at a loss for words. “I—” Nicole now embraced Amel. “Come with us.” ~~ Amel felt trapped. It was clear that Annie was in love with Joseph. The two of them sat in the back seat. What was even more surprising was that they had kissed several times so quickly. Then in the middle seat there were Gerald and Nicole who were also in love. Regarding Nicole, it turned out that the woman understood a little Indonesian. She said that she had a friend who was also Indonesian so she understood a little Indonesian. “You look really unhappy,” Hardin said. Amel turned her head. “Is it very visible?” she asked. “Hm.” Hardin smiled. “So what don’t you like?” “You,” Amel said honestly. Hardin laughed softly. “This is the first time I’
Annie put her arm around Amel. Even following Amel wherever she went. To the toilet—Annie waited for Amel in front of the door.“Amel accompany me to meet them.” Annie lowered her head. She put her hands together.“Just with Caitlin.”“Caitlin went back to her hometown. Her sister got married.”Amel, who pretended to be busy, didn't hear Annie. He washed his face with water. Take some tissues to wipe his face.“Amel help me, just this once. I really don’t dare.” Annie stomped her feet down.“Yesterday you were so brave.” Amel pursed her lips. “Yesterday you two looked so close, why are you scared now? Besides, I don’t like ‘them’.”“Yesterday because I was drunk. I was more relaxed facing them. It’s different now. When I’m sober I’m not brave enough to face them.”The 'they' that Annie and Amel were referring to were The Givers. Yesterday Annie left her wallet behind and said it was with them. Annie, who was already nervous about Amel's drunken state, had also been picked up by Daniel
“Because you never did.” Hardin smiled lopsidedly. “You ashole!” Amel cursed while showing her middle finger. She had completely lost her consciousness. *You asshole! “Amel is drunk.” Annie held Amel. She saw Amel’s phone ringing. “Who is Daniel?” "It must be his cousin from earlier." Caitlin answered the call. “Hello.” "Yes, we will bring Amel to the front," said Caitlin. “Guys, we have to go. Thanks for playing with us.” Caitlin said goodbye before leaving. Carrying her friends’ bags. Meanwhile Annie helps Amel walk. “They are quite loyal friends,” said Joseph, starting to light his cigarette. “Amelia, Amel,” Hardin whispered with a thin smile. He looked once more at Amel who was being carried out by Annie and Caitlin. “Don’t tell me you like that strange girl?” asked Gerald. “Just interesting.” Hardin took Amel’s used glass. There was still a little bit of drink left in it. He drank from it without hesitation. “For today I feel it from this damn glass. For the next time I
Hardin nodded. Amel squeaked softly. She pushed Hardin's hand away from her cheek. "You won't be able to touch me carelessly!" pushing Hardin's chest. Amel walked away. She would look for her friend first. Hardin, who had just been rejected. He smiled lopsidedly. Honestly, Amel's body was very tempting in his eyes. Therefore, he immediately said his wishes quickly. “Caitlin! Annie!” Amel waved. Her two friends were sitting with two men. “I’m going.” Amel said goodbye. She glanced at the table that contained several bottles and some kind of game equipment. “Why the rush?” Annie pulled Amel to sit beside her. “It’s rare for us to hang out with The Givers. Don’t go home yet, okay?” “Let me introduce you to my friend. Her name is Amelia, you can call her Amel,” Caitlin explained. “Hi, I’m Amel.” Amel smiled. “I’m Gerald. Nice to meet you, Amel,” said the slightly silver-haired man. His position is as a guitarist. “I’m Joseph. Nice to meet you, Amel,” said the man in th