"You? When are you coming? Why didn't you let me know in advance if you wanted to come?" Dirga said, surprised to see the beautiful little girl in front of him.
Her name is Dinda, Dinda Putri Viantara, a beautiful girl who is energetic but very spoiled with Dirga. Even though they are sisters but their faces are not similar, there are only a few parts that look the same at a glance. Dirga looks more like his late mother, while Dinda looks more like his father.
"Uhm, small talk. I know that you just arrived in Indonesia this morning. Therefore, I came in the afternoon, not knowing you were even busy until last night." Dinda began to regret her actions to come to visit without notifying her brother first. Dinda pursed her lips in a sign of sulking.
"Hahaha ... well, I'm sorry." Dirga pretended to be sorry.
"Don't you miss me?" he asked later.
"Of course, I miss you."
"If it's true like that, why didn't I get a warm hug from brother?"