Word of her intelligence and calm handling of problems at the café slowly spread. Unexpectedly, it brought about something else. A few days later, major news spread throughout the city: Dirgantara Group was looking for qualified small-business partners to receive business support. The requirements were simple but strict: they had to be honest, meticulous, and trustworthy.
The café's owner decided to apply. Senja helped organize all the paperwork neatly. When she saw the company's name written on the form—Dirgantara Group—her heart gave a faint flutter. It was exactly the same as the name of the young man who came every afternoon. But she quickly shook her head. Impossible, she thought. It was a beautiful and fairly common name.
Senja didn't know that at that very moment, in the most magnificent room on the top floor of that skyscraper, Dirgantara was looking over the list of applicants. And there it was—the name of the café where Senja worked. He marked it with a special symbol. Not because he intended to show favoritism, but because he knew that woman's honesty and diligence all too well.