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"Well... you...."
Helena was wide-eyed when she found a handsome man she had known a few days ago. The man was no less surprised than Helena, but only lasted a moment and was replaced by a smile.
"Good evening, this is the Martabak you ordered," said Rian as he handed Helena the Martabak package.
"But, I don't..."
Helena hastily checked her phone again. And how surprised he was when he realized who the person who received the message was. 'Kill me!'
"Sorry! I'm really sorry! I sent the wrong message! I should have sent it to my regular martabak seller, not you!" Helena put her palms together in front of her face, begging for forgiveness. Hopefully with that he can minimize the annoyance of the man in front of him.
Helena couldn't understand how she could send the wrong message. Look, his mistake had an embarrassing effect on him.