Confession of Nisa

Nisa smiled broadly when Sam stepped into her room.

Nisa is the owner and designer of a well-known boutique in Jakarta, she is even preparing to open a branch in Malaysia.

Beautiful, career woman, and rich. Come on, isn't that too perfect?

"Why did you stop by? Miss me?" Nisa teased after Sam sat across from her.

"You are not busy, right?"

"No, why?"

Sam leaned back against the chair and took a deep breath after that.

He didn't know where to start, what kind of words he had to use to make Nisa understand.

"What is wrong, Sam?"

"I like someone!" said Sam slowly.

He looked at the girl in front of him gently. Seeing Nisa's expression which immediately turned sad, Sam took another deep breath.

"Please, Sam! Anyone as long as it's not Jasmine!"

Sam shook his head slowly, with his sad eyes, he looked at Nisa sadly.