Nayana has just broken up with her childhood friend Garvi because Garvi cheated on her. He also experienced an upsetting heartbreak. 
When Garvi moved house and was no longer her neighbor, Nareswara returned to Jakarta. Nareswara's presence annoyed Nayana because she didn't like her neighbor even though they had been friends since they were babies. After all, Nareswara's behavior was often naughty towards her. Nayana's dislike is inversely proportional to her mother and two siblings who like Nareswara and warmly welcome Nareswara. 

Even though she doesn't like Nareswara, Nayana also misses Nareswara, but she hides her feelings because of her pride. Even at school, Nareswara and Nayana couldn't be far from each other because they were in the same class and the same archery club. Slowly, Nayana begins to like Nareswara, especially when Nayana finds out the reason for Nareswara's cruel nature towards her all this time. That's because Nareswara was jealous of Garvi who took Nayana's attention when they were little. So, Nareswara wants to win back Nayana's attention by behaving mischievously. 

Nareswara is a support system for Nayana in achieving all of Nayana's changing dreams. Nareswara was so sincere towards Nayana, making Nayana slowly develop a feeling of love in her heart for Nareswara, even though Nareswara had had that feeling of love for a long time. However, Nayana didn't want what happened between her and Garvi to happen again, so she denied it all. Until Nayana turned twenty years old, Nayana could no longer avoid it, she accepted Nareswara's love and they decided to become lovers.

Mr. Lipstick

"What else do you want to show me besides the paintings in the glass and the glass room?" 


This was my third question and I got no answer from Nareswara. He just kept holding my hand to climb the wooden stairs to the attic of his house. Was Nareswara going to lock me up in the attic as a meal for the hungry attic rats? 


"You don't mean to be naughty to me, do you," I asked, stopping walking when our feet stepped on the last step. 


Nareswara just answered with a shake of his head, then invited me to the wooden door that separated the attic from the teak stairs. Nareswara opened the brown wooden door that looked a little dusty. He entered first with his ladder feeling the wall to find the light switch. I just stood there frozen in front of the open door. It looked dark inside and seemed rarely visited by Nareswara. 


Chapter 52