Chapter 1

LOVELY WRITER

I'm Queens, Nabila Queensyaraine. I'm a third-year student at a well-known university in Jakarta. My hobbies are reading and writing, so it's no wonder that many people call me an elite nerd because I always go everywhere wearing my reading glasses and a book that is always in my arms. If I didn't pay attention to my makeup a little bit, I might have been called a nerd. I'm a pretty good writer and I'm one of the fifteen national writers who dare to take international jobs. My life looks monotonous, I wake up early for college and if there is free time I will be busy with my laptop to design stories until I get home from college. I live in an apartment near my university, because the distance between my house and campus can be said to be quite far. So I decided to live in an apartment to make it easier for me to go to college.

I also traveled a lot to meet new editors or people who wanted to collaborate on a novel or two. I was so busy that I didn't have time to think about relationships with men. I only thought about college work and success.

"Heyy Syaa!" shouted Afika waving her hand calling Queensya who was sitting in the garden with a pile of files and a laptop that faithfully accompanied her. Walking hand in hand from the campus gate with Meyka. They were both my best friends and close friends

"What are you doing?" asked Meyka, sitting in front of me.

"Ordinary, what's wrong?" asked Esya.

"There's a class after this, right?" asked Fika.

"In 40 minutes, Geyna's class," said Esya, glancing at the clock on her wrist.

"Are you going to Esya's apartment?" asked Mika to Fika.

"So, I want to try out the PS 5 that you just bought," said Fika, looking at Esya meaningfully.

"Oh my God, is that why you insisted on coming to my apartment today?" Esya asked incredulously.

"Yesterday you said you could, and you don't have any online meetings either" said Fika.

"I'm in the study and if you turn on the TV loudly I'll kick you out of my apartment just in case it disturbs my work concentration," said Esya.

"Yes - yes I understand that it's easy, you're coming, right Mey?" asked Fika inviting Mey to come along.

"Oh my God, my apartment could be a sinking ship," Esya thought to herself. Yes, how not Mey who is hyperactive in one with Fika who is so peculiar will definitely be very noisy if they are fighting over something

"It's okay, we'll fight later," said Mey who agreed to Fika's invitation to riot in Esya's apartment.

"Alright, let's go to class, it's going to be a while" said Esya, who immediately packed her things and left the park.

SKIP

"You don't cheat ih, my people first, watch out if you win again because you cheat me first" angry Fika who was busy playing PS sticks and nudging Mey in the TV room.

"Oh my god, it's really ruined" thought Esya who was walking through the TV room and getting a glass of water from the kitchen.

"You guys can't play quietly, don't be noisy and what's all this snack trash all over the carpet. I'll clean it up again, just watch out!" angry Esya as she joined in and sat on the sofa with a glass of warm water in her hand while Fika and Mey sat on the fur rug underneath her.

"Yes Sya, we'll take care of it later, it's ok" Mey said without looking up from the TV screen.

"I'm hungry, you guys cook" said Esya rubbing her slender stomach.

"Just order, I'm busy" said Fika.

"Oh my god, what are you busy with, people only do that anyway" said Esya.

"Just order Sya, I'll go with you" said Mey, joining in.

"Fine okay, I'll just gofood, what do you want?" asked Esya, taking her cellphone from inside her hoodie pocket.

"MCD" said Fika

"Yes, that's it, I'm with Sya's large burger" said Mey.

"Drink? Whatever I want!" said Esya not much drma immediately ordered food for them online

"I'm going back to work later if my brother rings the in bell just watch out until you guys don't hear it. The volume of the TV will be too high," Esya said as she walked towards her office.

"Ready Queen" replied Fika still focused on winning the fierce battle with Mey.

While in Esya's study

"I'm really not in the mood to make a story" muttered Esyya who chose to sit on the sofa in the room.

"I should have gotten more than 18 chapters, because of what I was suddenly in a bad mood" grumbled Esya twirling the glass of water she was holding while day dreaming. Until the ringing of the phone woke her up

"Who else is calling at this time of night?" Esya grumbled and picked up the phone before letting it continue to vibrate inside her hoodie.

"Oh Zanda" Esya said when she saw her assistant's name on her phone screen.

"Hello Sya, I want to tell you something" said Zanda as soon as the connection was made.

"What's wrong?" asked Esya, walking straight to her desk.

"Your office editor is unable to attend tomorrow's meeting in Singapore," said Zanda.

"Huh, then I'm alone?" asked Esya with a sigh.

"Your office editor is unable to attend tomorrow's meeting in Singapore," said Zanda.

"Huh, then I'm alone?" asked Esya leaning back in her chair while turning right to left.

"Do you remember the acquisition editor who attended the meeting in LA last year?" asked Zanda.

"Huh, who?" asked Esya frowning and her mind immediately found the one person she disliked so much who met her last year in LA and the first impression they met was very bad and made Esya's mood crumble once that time.

"That's the editor and CEO of ALSARGA groub" Zanda said which made Esya's guess even more obvious.

"Don't tell me that asshole guy from Korea" said Esya, immediately saying what she had been thinking.

"Yup, that's right, I'll replace editor William when he's not working and will accompany you to every meeting and I'll rarely participate later because I also have a lot of work at the office," Esya explained.

"The others can't, I don't want him to be my editor Zan" Esya refused.

"It can't be, it's the decision of the Managing Director and no one dares to interfere and Mr. William has also agreed to it," said Zanda.

"Where are you now?" asked Esya

"I'm in Vietnam, what's wrong with my fiancé's house?" asked Zanda.

"Ckk, then what's his name. Where is he now?" Esya asked the editor.

"His name is Jihoon, he said he was going to fly to Indonesia tonight," said Esya.

"That's good, if there's something important you don't have to go anywhere," said Esya.