"Why did you come now?" Andy's voice was unfriendly. His face looks annoyed.
As soon as the air temperature around them suddenly dropped, Andy's gaze pierced through Fajar's eyes. Meanwhile, Fajar, who knew nothing, became confused. "What's wrong? Why are you getting angry?"
Andy did not answer; he immediately looked for dry clothes and undressed in front of Fajar. The rain had stopped when Fajar came. "I read about you in the newspapers. People have talked about you a lot. Did you meet Mr. Bernards? He is an investor who often looks for start-up companies." Fajar sat on the floor; he scanned the entire room of Andy's room and found a bag that fell on the floor everywhere. "Anyone come here?" asked Fajar raising one eyebrow.