It's up to you

POV FIKA

The girl in a low-necked dress showing her full cleavage and natural makeup with coral-colored lips scrutinized once again the hotel room that was about to be abandoned.

Fika checked if nothing was left here, but everything seems to be in order, it's just that her eyes are still glued to the bed where Mario was laid last night, the girl stares blankly

"Tsk, what am I thinking right now?" Fika asked herself

She saw Mario's calm sleeping face last night, no, not because he was fascinated by the young man's good looks, but Fika convinced herself once again that Mario was the one she had seen before,

ah. She doesn't know Mario's name, but the look on his face is very familiar to Fika's eyes. The young man looks calm and kind, which reminds her of her father's employer's son.

Mr. Ahmad, that's how the young master called his father with a polite face full of a friendly smile, Fika not only saw him once but several times.