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The first morning in December was greeted by the accompaniment of the song of birds perched on the towering trees around Mr Adhyasta's big house. Waking up the humans who were still curled up in bed, also accompanied the activities carried out by the residents of the white house.

Some of the helpers in the big house are ready to carry out their respective activities, cooking, washing, taking care of plants and so on. Likewise, the owner of the house, the handsome man with the surname Adhyasta, is now enjoying his breakfast at the dining table quietly. Enjoy a plate of fried rice made by Bi Ratih and a glass of pure milk from her farm in Bandung.

Vian finished his last bite and drank a glass of tea until it was finished. The man turned to Briena who had been eating in silence, his forehead furrowed when he saw that Briena's face this morning looked pale. "You're a little pale," the man said to Briena, his hands busy wiping his mouth with a napkin.