Dara pov

I was back from the orphanage when I saw her seating in the couch talking with my maid.Why she's here after many years passed,I hated her so much for what she'd done to me and to my father.I look away from her and heading to my room without even care that she's there.

"Dara ah." she called me but I pretended not hear her and keep walking to my room.

"Dara ah,wait." she followed me to my room but I lock it before she can get in.

"Dara ah,open up the door,please.I want to talk to you." she knocks on my door.

"I know that you still mad at me,but the thing that I want to talk to you is for your best,for your future.Please open up the door,honey."she keep knocking.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk to me,but please dress up by now with the dress that I've prepared for you on your bed,we have a guests in an hour.I will wait for you downstairs."

I heard she walked away from my door,I turned around to my bed and see a white dress laying on it with a pair of white high heel on the floor.I grab it and folded it then put it in the box.Why should I wear it?I don't care of her or her guest,she'd no right to be here and even invites a guest.What the hell she was thinking?

I open up my notebook,I have some homework to do,it's not that difficult and I can finish it in 30 minutes.I grab my phone,looking at his picture that he has send it this morning,I really miss him,I hope he's here with me now.I hear d someone knocking my door.

"Miss Dara,please go downstairs,the guest is arriving." my maid said.

"Why should I do that?I have no guest?" I open the door and talked to her.

"But your mother.."

"Why you let that woman in?she has no right to step inside the house from the day she left." I madly said.

"Tell her to leave this house right now,I don't want to see her here." I closed the door and lock it.

"Don't be rude,honey." I hear she talking outside my room.

"Let's go downstairs,I promise you will like it."

"Fine,if you didn't want to open your door,I will asked my mans to open it by forced." 

I still didn't respond to her  and just waiting for her next movement.She was so serious,because only in 5 minutes my door open up forcefully by 2 mans in black suits.They walked to me and  bowing to me.

"Please go downstairs,Miss Dara." one of them said.

"Okay." I grab my phone and put inside the pocket of my jeans.

I didn't scare of them nor her,I just want to go outside.I saw her talking with a married couple basic from the closeness of how they sat and there's a guy that I can't see his face because his