
Jenna played her part nicely. Before the old man named Hartanto woke up because the effect of his sleeping pills had run out, Jenna was back in the hotel room. The woman even acted as if she woke Hartanto up.
"Np ... Wake up, Om." Jenna shook Hartanto's tambun body with her fingertips. It was as if disgust had come into contact with the man.
Hartanto, who felt his body shaken, tried to open his eyes. The old man blinked many times. His mind was empty, unable to sense what had happened.
"It's noon, Om. I gotta go. The President's men have already picked me up. Sorry if I can't accompany Om to take a shower" Jenna said with a slightly guilty look. Though in his heart he wanted to vomit imagining having to be in one bathtube with this old bangka.
"But don't worry, Om's game last night was ok, really, really," added Jenna praise. Of course all fake.
The girl then took the bag and resigned herself. Leaving Hartanto in an empty mind. The old man tried to guess about the 'night' that Jenna said.
Of course his old brain was unable to find memories of 'every night'. All she remembers is getting into this room, taking a shower and drinking the drink Jenna gave her. The rest of the memory of that 'night' does not exist.
Hartanto looked at the door of the hotel room that had closed again after Jenna left. He looked behind the blanket where his body was plain without a single strand of thread sticking. From there Hartanto was sure if what Jenna meant by 'overnight' it really happened.
Perhaps the capacity of his old brain is too full to be able to load more memory. It didn't matter to him, the most important thing was that he became increasingly confident and confident. Because even though he was old he was still able to keep up with Jenna who was very young. All is evident from Jenna's remark that says; 'she's still ok'.
Jenna kept laughing along the corridor. How not, all the events he engineered with Devon went perfectly without the slightest suspicion from Hartanto. Even Hartanto did not know at all if last night who stripped the old man's clothes was Devon.
Beside Jenna was Devon who kept paying attention. This girl's joy is only now that she sees it.
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The clock still shows at five but Jimmy's coming to see you. Ruining Arsya's plan to make the morning shahdu.
Even Jimmy wouldn't. The man continued to be in Arsya's room until the model and his wife went for breakfast in the lounge downstairs. Jimmy never stopped telling me how his proposal was accepted last night.
"So, yes, from now on you can no longer say I'm single. I have a future wife and it's valid!" oceh Jimmy in the elevator.
The man was so excited to tell a story that he would not be silent. Even when they were in the elevator, Jimmy was still raving about his proposal last night.
As soon as the elevator doors closed, two people entered.
Arsya who was standing right behind the blonde haired lady kept paying attention to the woman. Especially his left arm. There was a birthmark on the woman's left hand.
Reminds Arsya of Naima. Her baby sister, whom she only knew for a few days. Because after that Arsya did not see or meet with Naima. Her baby sister also has the same birthmark. Arsya remembered that very well.
However, he did not dare to think that the woman who had been plaguing his mind several times was his baby sister whom people had taken. Maybe it's all just a coincidence. As soon as he dumps all the things that plague the heart.
"You have to report to your boss if I've worked well" Jenna told Devon.
The man being spoken to was silent and gave no answer, but Devon understood Jenna's intentions.
Arsya, who had intended to wipe her mind about Naima, was more curious when she heard Jenna speak. The bule and stiff accents on the woman became Arsya's big consideration to learn about who this blonde-haired woman is?