What have you done, Putri? You came home so late tonight,

"Are you still drunk?" Steve asked, tugging Putri's hand gently so it wouldn't come close to his face.

"Drunk? Mmm... just a little bit?" Putri tries to put one index finger and one thumb together. To show whether she is still drunk or not.

"What's the matter with you? Is this about Irfan? Did he hurt you?" Guess Steve is sure. 

Putri's attitude can be like this because her household conditions are increasingly not harmonious.

"Don't mention the man's name? Hhh..! I don't want to hear it. Just let him be with another woman! I don't care! I used to wish he was still alive, and there was a miracle. But... why now when he is there, I feel like he doesn't exist. It feels so weird." Putri's voice became softer, with her face looking down languidly.

"Putri? Are you okay?" Steve asked sympathetically.