"Assalamualaykum, it's been a long time?" she quickly turned it towards the source of the greeting. Smiling, she answered kindly.
"Waalaykumsalam. No, sis, only ten minutes."
Anindya Putri, who is more often called Anin, did not avoid noticing another figure who joined her senior, Reyna.
The details of the skin and the shape of the face did not escape Anin's attention. Like the masons who became the stars of facial serum commercials.
"Eh?" Anin cursed her own thoughts judging the person in front of her. How could her mind wander everywhere.
"What's the matter, An?"
"No, sis, it's just a crazy thought." Said Anin shyly, "Oh yes sis, so what?"
"Just ask the person." Reyna replied and pointed to Tandrie with a hand gesture.
Eh? Geez. Seriously this is her brother.