It's been 4 hours since the taxi driver took Jingga around Jakarta.
The driver kept glancing at jingga, who had only been staring out the window with puffy eyes and had stopped crying. even one box of tissue that the driver gave her was used up.
Ma'am... sorry, the taxi meter will keep going up if we take around again, especially since it's already late, Ms.... said the driver who had only followed Jingga's request to go around Jakarta because she was still reluctant to go home. She knew for sure that Arya was visiting her house or apartment.
Jingga turned her head, then saw the taxi meter getting higher and higher... she smiled. The taxi meter did go up, but Jingga was able to pay for it. Jingga turned to the taxi driver who was already kind and just followed her wishes and acted as if
