The Face

Marina's favourite dance music blared through the car speakers, filling the vehicle with an infectious beat. She couldn't help but sing along to the lyrics that reverberated around her. It was a moment of pure joy, and her heart swelled with happiness.

The convention that was originally scheduled to take place at Seranas this week had been postponed to the following week. This unexpected change gave Marina the opportunity to make more thorough preparations for the event. With the extra time, she decided to take a day off tomorrow and simply relax at her apartment in Seri Damai.

It had only been three weeks since Marina moved into her new apartment, and she still had a lot of unpacking to do. Luckily, her housemate Gina wasn't too busy this week and graciously offered to take care of the cleaning duties.

Gina had been Marina's best friend since their school days. While Marina pursued a career in business, Gina worked as a reporter at the Utusan Sinar news agency. Recently, Gina had been occupied with her newly opened business, leaving her with little free time.

Marina couldn't wait to get home. She yearned for the soothing flow of water in her bathroom and the comfort of her soft mattress in the bedroom. The journey from her office to Seri Damai was a short one, taking only about twenty minutes.

As Marina pulled up in front of the Seri Damai apartment, she scanned the parking area for an empty spot. Once she found one, she parked her car and stepped out slowly. Absent-mindedly swinging her car keys, disaster struck when her foot slipped, causing the keys to slip from her grasp. "Ouch!" Marina cried out, clutching her left leg. Thankfully, she wasn't seriously injured.

As she recovered from the mishap, Marina's attention was drawn to a white Satria car speeding past the apartment lobby. It was a familiar sight, as she had been noticing the car wherever she went lately. However, what surprised her was the driver. The driver's face looked like...