WONDERFUL DAY

Now it's been two years since Hira separated from Bintang*).

Legally they are no longer husband and wife, but humanly they are still friends, no animosity. Apparently, Bintang is more suitable to be a friend. He could be there whenever needed or asked for help. Until now, Bintang still often asks for money, and Hira likes to give without counting. The context is now not rights and obligations. Life became calmer after they separated and lived far apart.

"Hello, we are currently at a coffee shop owned by my best friend, a phenomenal Top Leader, a handsome, smart, successful businessman. And crazy rich euyyyy!!!!"

The male voice from Hira's phone snapped her daydream back to the present, back to the screen of the phone in her hand that was displaying a video interview sent by her friend. The connection wasn't very good so it's bogged down.

"Today, I am with my friend at his coffee shop, the place where the business community gathers. He is the founder of this great community, which has thousands of members spread all over the country and even abroad, we will learn a lot from him and get extraordinary inspiration. Let's start. Good afternoon Kang Ibra"

"Good afternoon..."

"How are you?"

"Excellent"

"I'm curious to talk a lot with Kang Ibra; I'm sure your success story will inspire many of us, all Indonesian people, especially the young generation who is thirsty for a role model..., let's start with Kang Ibra's background before running this business..."

"Okay, Hello all friends... introduce my name Ibra Angkasa Raya. I am a businessman. I am the business owner of..."

The video stops again. Hira looked at the figure on the screen. His eyes seemed to be alive looking at the camera. She waited for the footage to run again, but his face seemed to stare at her deliberately—a friendly and beautiful face.

Even though the connection is stuttered, Hira watched the video until the end with great attention.

***

Hira sat in the back seat. The business presentation was already a third of the way through when she saw someone coming and standing not far from her, examining the room.

Ibra?

The man was two meters back slightly from her seat, crouched quietly while watching the presenter.

Hira looked again. Is he Ibra? Like Ibra, the rich and famous gentleman she saw in the video that went viral currently.

"Well, today we have the honor of having a guest at our event... woww it's such a great surprise because usually, he is busy, rarely shows up, and hard to meet. Now he is here with us..." said the presenter in front of the audience,

"King Ibra Angkasa Raya."

Everyone in the room turned their attention to the person shown by the presenter.

King is the name for the most accomplished person at the highest level in this business community.

Then they greeted the special guest standing behind the audience with a question, "King Ibra, would you like to convey a few words?"

All the audience followed the direction of his gaze, including Hira who sat in the back row. The person called King only replied with a smile as he cupped his hands up.

Yes, it's true. He is King. So far, people can only see him through zoom or videos about the business which is booming everywhere. Earlier, she doubted whether he was the King because of a mask covering part of his face. And people don't even realize that the owner of a business empire with hundreds of thousands of members across the globe is here. The most sought-after people looking for a group photo are in this room.

A golden moment. There may be no other chance to meet him again. Why don't ask for a picture? Hira was about to approach the man who was called King when suddenly he turned down to the 1st floor of his coffee shop.

Hira chased down the stairs while calling out, "King..."

"Oooiiiiiii" Ibra replied as he continued down the stairs and stopped below, seeing the person upstairs who called him.

"Photos, please," Hira asked

"Come on… where?" Said Ibra.

"Here..." Hira replied as soon as they reached the ground.

"That's the bathroom," explained Ibra, pointing to the room behind the girl.

"Oh yeah yeah," hahaha. The two humans laughed lightly

"Just here."

King is standing next to Hira.

"No, it's dark. You can't see it." Hira moved, and Ibra followed her. It wasn't that far away, so their movements revolved around each other.

"Okay. Come on, here." Hira started to raise the camera on her cellphone

"Don't you ask someone to help? Ibra said.

"No need. That's all," said Hira while lifting the phone with the camera mode on in front of them then a pair of smiling and fresh faces appeared on the screen.

"Cheese!!!" It captures the moment of meeting two happy faces.

Hira thanked him as she rushed back upstairs to the event venue, leaving Ibra, who was suddenly silent and pensive, following Hira's steps up the stairs.

It was like having known that girl for 1000 years long.

***

In the evening, Hira opened her phone gallery and saw the documentation of today's activities. Hira paused for a while, seeing her photo with Ibra. It's also strange why she eager to ask for a photo; many times she meets with an artist or public figure, but she never had a desire to capture the moment. And why is this photo so well bright? Even though the image is against the light, usually, the result is the backlight. But the picture is so perfect.

The more she looked at the photo, the more disturbing it became. As time went on, the face became more and more familiar. Ah, Did I meet this man before, but where?

Hira didn't get the answer then; she immediately the moment is forgotten.

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*)Refer to HIRA book 2 ; Karmic