PROLOGUE

The night wind makes the long hair of the girl fly in the wind.

"Why don't I be your mistress?" ask her to the guy who sat on the back of the car with her. That man is his girlfriend.

"Don't call the mistress, it sounds low," reply to a man who still doesn't realize his girl's gonna cry.

The girl stood up and faced her boyfriend standing in the direction of her. "Then is her your girlfriend too?" The man was silent, not intending to answer. "I'm afraid that 'it's better to be second but always comes first' that happens." She cried too much, let a tear fall on her cheek and dipped into the asphalt.

"I'm sorry." Her boyfriend always said that, there's no explanation to make her heart relieved.

"Did you choose me or her?"

The man was silent, his throat hurt to talk. A few times he is been avoiding this conversation, but he can't deny that his girlfriend needs a clear explanation of his own mouth.

"Answer my question!"

The man touched his girlfriend's face with both hand, then said, "you love me, right?" Her nodded his head while looking into his eyes. "You don't want to lose me, right?" The girl is turning her eyes in the other way, she is breathing heavy and hodding again. The man wiped his girlfriend tears gently, then said again, "then stay with me, okay, sweatheart. Because there's no reason for us to be apart."

The girl breathes long and then wipes her face restless, somehow she always felt weak enough when her, boyfriend was smart enough to make her hearty melt back. The girl went berserk on herself. She was too stupid to play her boyfriend, which would definitely make her heart ache. Logic is dead from loving someone so deeply.

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Sedan's car stopped in front of the building because hundreds of people attended a fancy show. The girl yesterday who talked to her boyfriend got out of the car with his brother. He's standing outside the building, his legs are very heavy taking steps to get inside.

Once again, the girl had to breathe long, remind last night's events with red eyes, her hair was ruined, and her clothes were not neat. He told me about him relationship with another girl who turned out to be him father's intervention. With a heavy heart, the girl decided to end the relationship with her boyfriend, because she couldn't be a bad boyfriend and keep her boyfriend away from her parents.

".... Its officially engaged."

As the girl's feet touched the floor of the box at the entrance, the sound of applause and cheers from the guests entered her ears. She belatedly hugged her former lover one last time before his departure back to his hometown in Bandung. The girl again sobbed on her brother's shoulder, the relationship that had been in place for two years just ended, and there was no longer any chance to knit together again.

"Let us go home." The tall, lanky man grabbed his younger sister's shoulders carefully, bringing the girl's head to rest on his shoulder. The man held back his already heated heart seeing the innocent face of his youngest sister's ex-lover. He want to punch his handsome face. His teeth gritted as he walked out of the cursed building.

First love makes a person go crazy with a broken heart. But, not for this Irish-Indonesian mulatto girl. It's just that maybe her life will not be better than before. But if this is the case, who is to blame?

In the car, the girl could only stare sadly at the towering building. Until finally the car took her away from there. She hates complicated situations that require her to be willing to let go of a sweet story with her former boyfriend.

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Welcome to the story of a girl's love journey in all its complexities.