
"Move, move move." grumbled Darren as they were already in the elevator to Darren's new apartment unit.
Ever since the officers from the housewarming service arrived until they were about to enter a new residence, Darren continued to grumble and protest.
Abigail just shook her head at Darren's behavior. As for Trias, he looked at Darren with a look of pity.
The elevator stopped on the 20th floor, Abigail came out first to see the situation. It is only a habit, because this time the service of moving house is an agent that has been prepared by Micah. So Abigail can relax a little.
"I've told all our teams. Everything about work will be discussed in the office. No one else will come to your apartment." Trias explained when they had entered the unit that Darren was using.
"Because only the three of us know Darren's location, so I'm asking you to shut up, Abigail." Pinta Trias told Abigail who was observing every corner of the room.
Hearing his name called, Abigail immediately looked at Trias and nodded her mark she understood.
"Why should he know too?" Darren has protested again.
"Because I need Abigail. So far it's been a good job." Trias.
"Yes, and also his appearance that hurts the eyes. Lucky you took off those weird braces." Darren looked at Abigail cynically, he now knew what was different from the girl.
Abigail simply stared expressionlessly. Then he turned around to look at the other room.
Actually deep in Abigail's heart, she felt unacceptable. Darren always does things that are annoying or even issued painful sentences.
During this time, the client who escorted Abigail, always knew the identity of Abigail as their bodyguard. No one looks down or speaks harshly to him.
Just this time he had a mission to protect someone and the person did not know who his protector was.
When Abigail asked Tania why it should be kept secret, the answer was quite simple. Darren's prestige if protected by a woman.
When Trias contacted Tania, he repeatedly said, if possible, let Tania send a man. To keep Darren's pride.
But when looking at the details of Darren's case. Tania asks that Trias can accept with a chest roomy if in the end the suitable agent to protect Darren is a girl. And because Abigail took this mission, Micah immediately intervened to help, as usual.
Abigail took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. From where he stood, he looked at Darren in annoyance.
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Abigail drove a car to drive Darren to the suburbs. Trias could not accompany them because there was something else he had to do.
"Why rent this car?" Darren asked again, but not to be answered, but only a form of protest from him.
Abigail glanced for a moment through the rearview mirror, then refocused on driving.
"When should I live like this?" again Darren.
And Darren's words succeeded in harassing Abigail. Rightly what the young man said, will be until when Darren always lives in fear. And when will Abigail protect him like this?
Abigail glanced back at Darren, and just then she saw Darren's tense countenance. After making sure the road ahead was safe and away from other vehicles, Abigail followed Darren's line of sight. Not far from them, a group of motorists wearing black jackets were seen.
Abigail deliberately increased the speed, when their distance was not too far away, it was seen that it was just an ordinary black jacket. A moment later there was a sigh of relief from Darren. Abigail glanced through the rearview to ascertain the state of the young man. Seen the look of a huffed face displayed Darren.
He must have been stressed, last night the woman's dream again and now he's always worried about the black-jacketed biker. Abigail murmured in the heart. Before they set off, he overhears Darren and Trias' conversation.
Shortly after, they arrive at the edge of the lake where Darren meets informants he has in the police force. Abigail stays in the car like Darren said. But without Darren knowing, Abigail has installed a wiretap on Darren's shirt buttons.
After Darren left the car, Abigail immediately put on a headset to hear their conversation.
"What's wrong?" Darren immediately asked the two men who were waiting for him.
"Sorry bro, suddenly this case is closed with the excuse of a dead end. No other evidence has been found." replied someone.
"What's? Closed up? Felix, don't joke." Darren sounded annoyed.
"I'm not kidding." said the man named Felix. "Even my access to investigate was also closed. So the clue you gave me couldn't be traced."
"Telling the victim's identity to you is already risking our lives" Felix's colleagues heard speaking.
"I'm sure the candidate for the presidential nomination is also involved." Darren's voice sounded full of emotion. "He must have intimidated your leader into closing the case."
"You're pretty smart Darren, that's the truth." Felix confirmed Darren's remarks.
"Then what about my fate? They terrorized me, even some nights I dreamed that the woman had come to me. I can't sleep Felix." Darren lamented.
Abigail stared through the right rearview, as Felix and his partner looked at each other. Their faces looked desperate.
"Sorry bro, if we have a high rank and also a lot of money." Felix sounded sorry to Darren.
"They must have deliberately wanted to damage your mentality. So when you can't stand it anymore and talk to the public about this case, they can say you have a mental breakdown."
"I agree with Kay's opinion." Felix said later.
Daren fell silent, he pulled the hair with both hands. "Maybe they will succeed. I think I'll be crazy soon."
Felix patted Darren's shoulder to strengthen. "Maybe we can't help you with our job status. But if you need to learn to protect yourself, we're both ready to help. Kay was gonna teach you to shoot. And you can practice martial arts with me." Felix offered to help.
Darren was silent, it seemed that he was thinking about the offers of his friends.
"I'll ask Trias first" Darren said in the end.
"All right, we're waiting to hear from you. See you, and stay alive."
"Sial**you're Kay!" swear Darren and greeted with laughter Felix and Kay.
The three separated, Darren waved at his two friends who were riding motorcycles.
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Abigail was shocked to see Darren already standing in front of the apartment door. Abigail glanced at the watch she was wearing, not yet at 6 exactly, she was awake? Or he's not sleeping anymore.
"Good morning." Abigail gave her regards.
"Morning." Darren handed me a white shirt. "Hurry and clean this shirt. Do not let a spot of stain remain. I'll wear it to Sky City."
Abigail simply nodded as she received the white shirt from Darren's hand.
"And today I don't want to be late coming to Sky City. That means you can't be late either." Without waiting for Abigail's answer, Darren turns around immediately.
"It's still morning that's pissing people off." Abigail grumbled softly.
"I know you're grumbling." cried Darren from the inside.
Abigail took a long breath.
Hhhh...Patience Ai, patience.
With a slight stomp of his feet, he walked into Darren's apartment. Abigail did not prepare Darren's needs first, she chose to start fighting with the stains on the shirt.
An hour later, Abigail had already managed to clean the stain on Darren's white shirt. Even he had dried the shirt using a hair dryer and then electrified it.
Abigail knocked on Darren's room door to give him a clean shirt. How shocked Abigail was when the door opened and saw Darren already wearing another white shirt.
"Aren't you going to wear this white shirt to go to Sky City, sir?" with the restraining of emotions, Abigail asked.
"Yes, it is." Darren replied casually. "But I didn't say I wanted to wear it today. I just said I'd wear this shirt to Sky City, but I didn't say I wanted to wear it when I left today."
Abigail's hands clenched, she handed him the white shirt.
"Sure sir, I will prepare your equipment" he said with restraint.
After Darren received the shirt, Abigail immediately turned around.
"You mad?"
Hearing the question, Abigail stopped. He smiled before turning back his head.
"No sir." Abigail replied with a forced smile.
After that he turned around and left from before Darren in a hurry. Darren chuckled softly at Abigail's response.
A few minutes later, Trias appeared with a breakfast menu for the three of them. At first he was surprised to see Abigail's annoyed face. But as he looked at Darren who kept smiling sumringah, he shook his head. Trias believes Abigail is already a victim of Darren's frenzy.
The three left after finishing their breakfast. And all the way not a word was spoken from Abigail's mouth. He simply answered Trias's question with a nod and a sling. Abigail's mood is falling apart because of Darren.
Upon arrival in Sky City, they directly entered the elevator towards the fifth floor. Because this morning Darren will immediately practice choreography.
Inside the elevator, a female staff rising from the second floor looked suspicious. He was seen whispering with a colleague beside him while occasionally looking at Abigail who was standing next to them but whose position was slightly more forward.
Abigail could see the prickly shoes with the tail of her eyes. But he chose to pretend not to know.
Moments later, the woman shifted slowly to stand behind Abigail. Then suddenly his hands stretched out to push Abigail from behind to humiliate the girl.
Abigail learns of their plan after realizing that the woman is behind her. He shifted at the right time until the woman lost her balance and fell forward embarrassing herself.
Trias and Darren raised eyebrows at seeing Abigail's movements. The two stared at the Assistant, but the one being stared at only shrugged both of his shoulders. Some of the other staff who saw the incident laughed while keeping their mouths shut.
While Trias, he began to feel Abigail is not an ordinary girl who sometimes likes to stutter when talking. Because the shifting speed that Abigail showed was not due to luck or coincidence.
'He must have known about the attack.'
Abigail looked at the prostrated woman cynically. As the woman turned to look at him with anger, she was choked to see the horrible look behind Abigail's strange glasses.
With the help of his partner, the woman rushed to stand while tidying up her clothes. His face was red with shame.
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