As anxiety gripped her, she felt a gentle hand touch hers. Kania turned to see her mother, who was smiling serenely. "Try calling him, my dear. Don't panic, everything will be alright," Nurdia said softly, her soothing voice providing some comfort to Kania.
Kania reached for her phone and called her boyfriend, the one who had promised to commit to her in holy matrimony. Unfortunately, Kania received no response whatsoever.
"Kania, what did your boyfriend say?" Nurdia asked.
Kania sighed deeply, her restless heart fearing that bad news was about to come. "I haven't heard from him. His phone is turned off," Kania replied.
The entire family was furious, they had been waiting at Kania's house for hours, only to be left disappointed.
"What is this, Kania? We've been waiting here for three hours, only to wait for something pointless!" her uncle scolded, pointing angrily at Kania.
"I'm sorry," Kania said, her voice trembling.
They berated and scolded Kania, accusing her of deceiving them all, putting on a foolish act and wasting their time. Slowly, tears started to flow from Kania's eyes. Her heart ached, and she felt immense disappointment. They had spent three months preparing for the engagement, spent a large sum of money, only to be met with such great disappointment and embarrassment in front of her family.
"Kania," Nurdia called out.
Kania looked at her mother with a disappointed, angry, and sad gaze, eyes that reflected regret.
"I regret the decisions I've made, Mom," Kania said, her voice trembling.
Kania stared blankly into her mother's eyes, unable to hold back the tears that were about to spill and wet her beautifully made-up face. Unable to contain her sorrow, Kania ran away from her home, ignoring the pleas of those around her.
"Why would he do this to me?" Kania wondered.
Kania hailed a passing taxi and quickly got inside.
"Where to?" the taxi driver asked.
"Hotel Paradise," Kania requested.
Inside the car, Kania couldn't stop her tears, looking out of the car window with a deeply sad expression. She reached for her phone, which was in her small bag. She unlocked the phone screen and saw numerous messages, ranging from catering to invitation printing, and even the wedding organizer. Kania began responding to the messages one by one.
"I'm sorry, I'm canceling all the orders I've placed. For compensation, you can take my money," Kania replied to the incoming messages.
All the preparations, from the engagement to the wedding, were Kania's responsibility. She had been too deeply in love to realize that she also needed to protect her heart. While trying to calm herself, Kania suddenly received a call from Tom, the boyfriend who had caused the deepest wounds in her heart.
Kania answered the call, "Hello."
"Baby, why are you calling me so early? You seem so eager to talk to me, baby," Tom said.
"Tom," a woman's voice came from the same room as Tom.
Kania was shocked, and her heart ached upon hearing the moaning from the phone. Instantly, hatred welled up in her heart because her engagement had failed, and now she had to face the reality that her boyfriend had betrayed her.
"Why is love so painful?" Kania asked, her eyes filled with hatred.
Kania was taken aback, her heart in so much pain after hearing the moaning from the phone. Instantly, hatred filled her heart because her engagement had failed, and now she had to confront the fact that her boyfriend had betrayed her.
"Why is love so painful?" Kania asked, her gaze filled with bitterness.
Kania decided to go to the Hotel Paradise located in Jakarta. She wasn't in a good state of mind, and she didn't want to burden others with her need for comfort. Kania hadn't prepared any clothes before coming to the hotel, hoping that the hotel would provide her with something to wear.
Exiting the taxi, Kania immediately approached the receptionist to book a room. After completing the booking, she headed off to find her room.
"Awful," muttered a man walking beside Kania.
Kania turned to look, seeing a man with an oriental face, fair skin, brown hair, unmistakably a tourist.
"So annoying, hearing a woman cry," he said again.
Kania furrowed her brow. It seemed like this tourist was talking about her. Yes, she was crying a little, but was it that audible?
"Very disturbing, hearing sobbing," he commented again, this time really getting on Kania's nerves.
Kania let out a long sigh and responded to his remarks. "Quite meddlesome, meddling in other people's lives," she retorted.
She shot a sharp glance at the tourist, but he responded with a sweet smile.
"Quite nosy, does he have nothing else to do besides bothering me?" Kania wondered in her heart.
Kania had arrived in front of her room and was taken aback to see that her room was opposite the room of the tourist who had just irritated her.
"Damn it, I'll have to see his annoying face every day," Kania muttered angrily.
She entered her room and lay down on the neatly arranged bed. Her eyes stared at the ceiling, which had a soft grayish hue.
"I should change my clothes now," Kania said to herself.
Kania got up from the bed and opened the wardrobe provided by the hotel for guests. She noticed there were only three identical gray outfits without any patterns.
"Three identical outfits... Oh well, I came to the hotel for a vacation, not a fashion show," Kania mumbled.
She chose one of the three outfits and quickly changed, without removing her makeup. After changing, Kania thought about going to find food in the hotel.
Just as Kania was about to leave her room, the same thing happened to the tourist staying in the room across from hers. This made them both lock eyes for a moment.
The tourist quickly averted his gaze, while Kania noticed the camera hanging around his neck