
His daydreams were scattering, something in his stomach was urgently wanting to come out. The girl immediately ran to the bathroom, spewing out the liquid in the sink. After he took out everything he wanted to spit out, his hands looked up, took the water from the sink, then used it to gargle. Several times he did that, because after he washed his mouth, the liquid pressed out again. Dizziness immediately hit him, after all the contents of the stomach came out.
Zahra came out with a staggering body, her head throbbing again after thinking about the traitor. For years he tried to find, it turns out the figure he was looking for was a stranger to him. How'd he do that? Is he no longer considered family? Has he forgotten himself and found a new family out there?
Zahra again wiped away the fallen clear crystal, one of her hands was holding onto the wall and the other was holding her head. His body felt limp, it seemed like he had completely spewed out all the food he had consumed yesterday. Last meal was heavy while on campus, lunch was just one serving of chicken noodles.
He walked to the table, trying to sit upright in front of his dressing table, his body like he wanted to topple over when he let go of his grip. His hand opened the drawer, looking for flat objects that he rarely used. After finding the flat object, he turned on the power. The screen is on. He immediately sought out his subordinate's contact, telling him to go to the room.
"Hurry now! I feel like I'm gonna faint."
Zahra again put the gold flat object, he stood up, back down on the bed.
The door knob rotates, signifying someone trying to get in. The young man in a leather jacket immediately approached the girl lying limp on the king-size bed in front of him.
"Miss, sorry for being disrespectful. What does the lady want?" He stood next to the bed, staring at his little boss.
"Help me down Xav, my head throbbing pain. And tell the maid to make some soup, it's like the alcohol's effects are still there."
Xavier nodded, helped Zahra get up, then carried her down the stairs. Put the girl on the dining table chair. "Make your lady some soup!" his orders were on the maid who was cooking.
The maid looked down. "Okay, Mr. Xavi."
Xavier sat down beside Zahra, accompanying the girl.
"Xav, have they found out about this place?" Zahra faced Xavier, unable to hold his head up, so he put his head on the table.
"It doesn't seem like a miss, but I think Mr. Deva kept it a secret from them."
"Hmm, I don't want them to know this place. It's my hiding place, so be careful when you want to come back."
"Good, Miss."
Zahra closed her eyes, waiting for food while trying to sleep. He really did not expect his father's spy to know this place. Especially the son, no-no. He doesn't want to. The man may have leaked his secret place. He just can't keep his promise.
It's better that he's here than coming home, they're coming to his house. He was still lazy, rather not willing to meet them.
"I should have banned Alfian from taking Miss last night. Alcohol that you consume exceeds the normal usage limit."
With his eyes closed, Zahra replied, "It's okay Xav, it helps a little to forget about last night's events. Don't blame Alfian and yourself."
One of the maids approached, bringing a bowl of mushroom soup to his nona. "Please, Miss. The soup is ripe."
"Hhh, yes. Thanks."
Zahra straightened her body back up, leaning on the back of the chair. The girl hinted Xavier to bribe her.
The young man who looked the same age as Rio immediately grabbed the bowl that was in front of his nona. Spoon it, then feed it to the nonanya.
The mansion Zahra now occupied was the girl's private mansion. His first payment was from hacking into someone else's data. Just a million at that time, then he collected it continuously until it reached its target. He bought twelve hectares of land, turning it into a grand mansion. No less magnificent than Ario mansion and Rizki mansion. More magnificent mansion of his. Stay with two floors, because he does not like the third floor.
In this mansion his personal men live, along with five maids who clean this place.
The last mouthful of Xavier closes his morning meal. Turns out he was wrong, the man in front of him even bribed a sandwich and three pieces of risoles. After all that made it into Zahra's mouth, Xavier had one of the maids take Zahra's medicine.
This morning, before Zahra woke up, Xavier had called the doctor to check on her condition.
Three grains of medicine were in front of him, he took one by one the medicine from Xavier's hand, then swallowed it with the help of water.
When he was done, Xavier helped Zahra back into the room. Lay the girl down and cover her with a blanket from the bed cover of Upin Ipin.
"Xav, take care of everything with Elvin. I don't want to be bothered today and keep finding that necklace."
"Good, Miss. Excuse me."
...***...
Two men were discussing in a room with dark blue shades. One of them sat cross-legged with a laptop and the other was lying on his stomach next to a man in a green T-shirt.
The house they lived in was quiet when one of them disappeared. Usually, this king size mattress is a witness to their togetherness.
"Come bang, play the tape."
The green-tailed man began to move the cursor toward the triangle icon. Clicked later. The video began to spin, seen a girl with a ragged look camping in the middle of entering one of the famous clubs in their area. The girl stopped in front of the entrance, showing her right of entry.
This is CCTV installed on the street. It is usually used to investigate criminals or other people. As evidence of crime.
The video continued to accelerate for up to three hours, they saw the person they were looking for running out by wiping his face. Like being chased by someone.
Before long the two people who were chasing him appeared, they engaged in a fierce debate. Rio seemed to know one of them.
Another figure emerged from within the club, moving closer to Zahra. His sister stopped the debate, her hand grabbed the hand of the newly arrived person, taking him away.
The car in shiny black approached Zahra and the man, both of whom stepped in. While the two men were banging on the windshield, it seemed to ask the passengers to come back down.
Rio directed the cursor to pause the video. He looked at the man who was still staring at the laptop he was holding. "According to you, which regional club is this?"
Rizki looked up, turning her gaze away from the laptop. The next hand pointed. "That's like the club at the end of the complex. There's no way Zahra's gone far on foot."
"Lo really." Rio again moved the cursor, this time he opened another video on the laptop. "Robby sent me two videos, like this is the destination of the car Zahra was driving in."
Rio played the video, it seems like this is the end of the video. A girl with messy hair was being swept out by the person who was carrying Zahra earlier. The girl seemed to be heavily drunk, this time she was rummaging, then crying out suddenly.
Another man approached the two, the man seized Zahra—membogem the face of the man who had been touching his sister. The man with the crest seemed to be threatening the man in black long T-shirts the man who had been with Zahra.
While Zahra continued to fumble, before long the girl ran over. Bending the body, removing the contents of the stomach, while the man was massaging the nape of Zahra. When she finished, the girl re-enforced. His body staggered, the person behind him quickly grasped the body before falling to his knees.
The man in the crest carried the Zahra brydal style, then put it in the car with him. The man who was with Zahra was also in the same car, they disappeared, mingled with the other vehicles.
"Who are they? Why, seems so close to Zahra?"
"Perhaps, we ask for an explanation from the Son first before finding out about them and I am very curious about the same girl Son. I think Zahra hates that girl." Rizki changed her position, sitting with her arms propped up behind her.
"Lo take care of the boys, I'll have Robby find out the two guys and find out about the car that took them. I've recorded the license plate number."
Rizki fixed her position. Both men took their cell phones.
...***...
Second day of Zahra search.
Two cars came together and almost hit each other. Both riders came out with their own charms. Stepping simultaneously into the house where their master lived.
Some of the bodyguards stepped aside, letting the two in. After arriving where they often talk, the two find a couple who are cool with sponge cake in front of them.
The young man with the checkered shirt remembered his girl who was happy to eat a sponge.
"Sit down, don't show the face of the mupeng. If you want, just take it in the fridge!" The man who was being fed by his wife opened his voice, staring at the two with raised eyebrows. "What are you guys doing here? I'm not calling you guys."
"Look, do you know that Zahra is missing? He hasn't been home for two days, we're worried about him" the young man said in the maroon shirt.
The man chuckled lightly, justifying his unfavorable position in front of these two uninvited guests. "Aren't you one of the reasons he left, why worry about him? He's comfortable in his new place, so you don't mess up. And who was the woman you were with that night? You guys look so friendly."
The son became a little misbehaved, damn, he was caught by this man in front of him. While Devan is only a listener, he doesn't really understand what they are talking about.
The son neutralized his face, inhaling a breath before finally answering, "He's Raisha Rifandi, Om Deva's stepson."
The man choked on his salivation, the wife immediately offered him a glass of water, which he received with pleasure. "You kidding me, Boy? Is the kid alive?" he asked a little in disbelief.
"E–iya, Raisha is alive. He changed his identity in Jakarta. Living with a poor husband and wife on the outskirts of east Jakarta, his adoptive parents bequeath billions in debt." The son hesitated to continue his sentence, but it seemed like this man in front of him was very much waiting for him to continue the story. "To fulfill the debt, Raisha decides to—maaf, sells herself and decides to create her own prostitution place."
"Son, so all this time you know that Raisha still exists? Why don't you tell Zahra, she's spent years nyariin Raisha." Devan was astonished by the explanation that the Son presented.
"It's not Van, I also just found out that Raisha is still alive. He confessed to me forcibly, he looked desperate. You know Naysha, my ex? She's Raisha."
Devan rounded his eyes, the young man became speechless. While the man was scooping his face rough. "Geez, what are you doing, son?" mumbled wailing.
Deron hugged his wife's waist, his son became a comfort woman? How he later apologizes to Johan, for letting the girl toil herself. Falling in a hole of humiliation.
The name he had suspected for a long time, a name that bore its own resemblance to the child. He should have investigated the girl from the beginning, whereas physically, the girl was very similar to Raisha. He sought strength through his wife, kissing her cheek at a glance.
"You must bring him home, Son! Take it to Ario's mansion, let the girl get a decent place in her new family. You can't keep avoiding my son, take Raisha with you. Explain everything!" Deron spoke firmly. Could this young man in front of him be hiding something from him? Hey, there's a very small chance that it happened.
"Truely said Mas Deva, you should take Raisha to the mansion. Tell him not to worry about Zahra, the boy will come back if he is done with his business. But, if the day after tomorrow I don't come back— I want you, Devan to pick him up."
Devan looks doubtful, how is it possible? Zahra's hiding place alone he did not know, why this great mistress told herself to pick up something uncertain.
"But aunt, I don't know where Zahra is at the moment. He just disappeared when the smog took him."
Deron's gaze turned on the young man in the shirt. He gave a small smile. "If you're serious about my daughter, find her hiding place. It'll make it easier for you to get my blessing."
The woman in the clothes of a muck, which seemed to belong to her husband—it looked very sexy. Pink lips stuck to the cheeks of her husband who was not slippery first. "Talk to you, I'll prepare lunch." The woman moved, leaving the three people who were still facing casually.
"So Devan, sooner or later, Zahra will definitely suspect you. So prepare yourself and be prepared. Do not let you be strangled by my daughter, the friend next to you is experienced. So, you better consult with the Son." Deron chuckled softly to find Devan's gawking expression, while the young man beside him snorted bitterly.
"If I may, can I repay your son Mr Deva? The devil looks innocent and innocent after committing a crime" asked the Son with raised eyebrows. Believe that! He seriously wanted to repay Zahra's strangulation at that time.
Deron swallowed the ball. The corner of his lips was again drawn upwards, feeling comforted by the speech of the young man in front of him. "Do boy, but don't get me wrong when my two sons finish you off. Do not let there be a case like this, 'The young man who does not accept being strangled by his former lover while still dating— when he was an ex, this young man wants to retaliate to strangle his former lover. Who eventually died horribly at the hands of the brother of the former lover.'"
Devan chuckles slowly. "Jeez, what a soap opera, Om." He punched the Son's arm slowly. "It must be viral straight away, you must be flooded with endors exhausted it."
"Damn you, Van!"
The two laughed, Son pretended to ignore them by busy playing one of his social media.