SNATCHER

A year ago ....

A tall, casual-looking man just got out of his silver car. The man stared at a building that was none other than a famous cafe in the city of Jakarta.

Long jeans and a plain white T-shirt wrapped in a black jacket that clung to his body, made the man look much younger than his 26-year-old age. Not to mention a handsome face with a sharp nose and short hair that makes his aura look even more charming.

He removed the sunglasses that were attached to his face in a very elegant style. He then exhaled heavily, before deciding to make a swing towards the cafe.

Only one meter he stepped, suddenly a woman's scream made him flinch and look around in several directions. From a distance, a long-haired man with the appearance of a thug was running frantically on the sidewalk not far from the cafe, while behind the long-haired man, a beautiful woman with long straight hair was chasing him.

"Snatcher! Please ... there's a snatch!" cried the woman breathlessly.

Without thinking, the man immediately ran towards the sidewalk in front of the cafe, intending to intercept the snatch that he believed was the man with dreadlocks. He immediately adjusted his position by standing on the edge of the sidewalk facing the street. As soon as the snatch approached, he immediately raised one leg while looking around in any direction.

In just seconds, the man's plan worked. Suddenly he heard the sound of someone falling in front of him.

Yes, great! The trap is right on target. The snatcher stumbled, just as it was about to pass in front of him. It suddenly made the snatcher unable to move anymore.

"Forgive me, Sir. Please, forgive me!" The snatcher raised his right hand, begging for mercy at the man looming in front of him. Meanwhile, his left hand seems to be holding a yellow hand bag.

There was no response other than a raw bombshell that suddenly hit the target, suddenly making the snatcher's body stagger backwards.

"Don't waste your youth!" The handsome man stepped forward towards the snatcher.

"If I ever see you again under the same circumstances, I'll make sure you languish in the cold of iron bars!" snapped the man as he grabbed the bag from the snatcher's hand.

"Forgive me, Sir." The snatcher immediately sprinted, after he managed to stand up and balance his body.

Meanwhile, the handsome man who was still standing in the same place just snorted harshly, then started a war with his own mind.

'How hard is life in the capital, that many people justify any means to be able to fill their stomachs? Oh no! Life is not only about stomach problems.'

"Thank you, Sir."

Someone's soft voice snapped him out of his thoughts, then he turned his body to the side. He doesn't know since when the straight-haired woman was standing there, exactly one meter away from him.

"Next time, be more careful, Sis." The man handed him the bag he had been holding.

"Thank you again, Sir. The contents of this bag are very valuable to me."

A happy expression was clearly visible on the face of a beautiful woman dressed in a navy work suit and black high heels that wrapped her white and smooth legs.

"You're welcome." The man just wore a flat expression, then left the place without another word.

The woman still didn't move and didn't want to take her eyes off the back of the man who had helped her. Her eyes suddenly blinked, just as she realized that the man's charm had just hypnotized her.

"Already handsome, good too. Ah, what a dream man." She whispered in awe.

Not wanting to get carried away further, she decided to immediately leave that place.

***

In a cafe, a handsome man approached a group of young people his age at a table in the right corner.

"Welcome back to Indonesia, Gerry Bramasta Wijaya!" The figure of a stocky man immediately greeted while stretching his arms, just as the handsome man was already standing in front of him.

The handsome man immediately welcomed him with open arms. He shook hands while giving his friend a brief hug.

"Thanks, Bro." He said to the stocky man known as Reza, his friend when he was in high school.

"Finally, you came too, Ger. Where's your girl?"

Gerry looked away for a moment, when he found a stabbing question from Satria. In fact, the man didn't even give him a chance to greet the other friends.

Satria and Reza seemed to be standing next to each other. Beside them each stood the woman who seemed to be their lover.

'Oh, what is this? I just came back from London and was immediately held up like this? Unlucky! It could be the subject of ridicule, if they find out that I'm still single!' Gerry grumbled in his heart.

'If it wasn't for Daddy's insistence, I wouldn't even come back here and meet them!' she whispered still mumbling.

Ah, it looks like Gerry has received the wrong reunion invitation from his friends. He should have just ignored their requests, considering that he would only be their ridicule. Ah, what calamity is this again, Lord?

Gerry looked around in several directions, observing several other friends who were also present there. He snorted lazily when he realized that no one came without a partner, except him. This isn't really a reunion, it's a date that's more than just a double date.

"Relax, Bro. Don't go straight ahead with that question!" said Reza who had been watching the two of them.

"No! I'm sure this time he will have a girl, in London! There must be a lot of beautiful girls there and it's impossible not to have one that attracts him, right, Bro?" Satria said so confidently.

Really, Satria sucks this time. How could Gerry heed his words, when the reality is the opposite.

It is true that there are many beautiful women there, but in fact none of them attracts the attention of a Gerry Bramasta Wijaya. It seems that Satria forgot that his one friend is very difficult to fall in love with.

From a long time ago, Gerry was well known for his cold male figure who was not easily attracted to women, because physical appearance alone was not enough to attract his attention. There must be another side of the woman that only his heart and feelings can detect. That's him. So, it's only natural that he is difficult to have a lover.

"Look at them!" Satria slightly spread his arms, as if to lead Gerry to pay attention to the surroundings of the room.

"They all came with their respective partners, while you?" added Satria in a slightly sarcastic tone.

This suddenly made Gerry even more furious about the current situation.

"Dear ...."