
Ardio stared fixedly at his laptop screen. One folder that he kept for a year and a half ago, he tried to reopen it.
Earlier. A brief message from Bams said there was one thing he had to make sure for himself. Everything that has looked gray has now shown another color. About the girl a year and a half ago, who haunted her guilty feelings.
Bams was convinced that she was the woman Bams asked Ardio to deliver medicine. But it was Ardio who should know better, who that woman was.
The woman he was damaged by the influence of drugs who knows who put it in his drink.
A well-intentioned woman delivers medicine from Bams for herself. Even the shadow of Sella was suddenly drawn on that face, when the door of her room she opened. He pulled the woman in a quick motion, grabbed her body, and the depraved thing happened.
The sounds of crying and repeated pleas ran through his hearing, but Ardio himself was unable to control himself.
When his eyes opened, everything seemed chaotic. The goods were already scattered on the floor, the medicinal grains scattered everywhere.
His dizzy head he forced to remember the shock last night, but only a groaning sound that he could catch.
A woman begging to be let go.
Deg.
Her eyes were fixed on one of the images, an image that almost entirely contained teenage girls. And only a few people he knew.
He tried to shift back, looking for an even clearer picture of the woman. Yeah, she's the same woman he met at the restaurant with Sella's husband.
It turned out that the woman was caught several times from the organizer's camera. He tried to remember but was unable to.
Just a tip-off from Bams and the picture shows he's the victim he's been looking for. But all that is not clear for sure, he needs to make sure himself. He'll find a way to do that.
***
The sun had returned to its contention and the moon had shone brightly. In one of the rooms the four of them gather like a family enjoying dinner.
Someone's eyes still can't see Vano. And the middle-aged woman was aware of her son's disrespectful attitude.
"Mila, come with Mom to the kitchen" Aunt Mia scolds her son.
Mila did not answer, but she followed her mother into the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen the woman immediately asked her mother, "What's wrong Mom?" ask without feeling guilty.
"So your attitude! You're staring at your sister's husband too much" said Aunt Mia with a dislike look.
Mila grinned at the look of her mother. "He's not my sister, Mom. And I told Mom I should have married her. Why do you even betrothed to that guy"
From the beginning Mila had begged her mother, so that she would marry the rich man.
There was no need to persuade Allin to accept the marriage, she would with open arms accept the deal they made and give birth to a child for the Fahrizi family.
Mila believes in her charm, she is a beautiful girl who is tall and smooth white, if you have to compare with Allin the yellow girl who is not comparable to her, she is not, thought Mila who did not accept the fate of her foster sister was better than her.
"You don't know yourself Mila. It wasn't me who set her up, Fahrizi's family asked for Allin"
"But why did Mom give the rich handsome man to him, not to me. At least I can offer myself to their child" she said no more losing.
"Gosh Mother, you're too much. Allin's just a mistress, she's not totally in Mom's favor. She's just a tool to give birth to the boy and I can do it too, why Allin"
"Take care of what you say to Mila and stop acting like a cheap girl"
"You've always stood up for that crazy woman."
"Enough Mila! You don't pretend you don't know Mila, everything I've done for your own good and ..., that's it." Aunt Mia left Mila disappointed, the child she's been caring for doubted her, and all this time he did for the good of Mila.
In the dining room aunt Mia looked at Allin with guilt. He shouldn't have lied to her. A lie that would probably ruin Allin's life again. A lie he did to save something but it was still a sin. A lie he might cover up for good.
"Allin, the room for Mr. Vano is already aunty prepared next to your room. Please take Mr. Vano to his room huh, you guys might have been tired all day and need some rest"
Allin and Vano's eyes met and exchanged glances. Vano slightly gasped at the word aunt Mia. There is a sense of wanting to refuse, but as a guest must say thank you. He stared most at the middle-aged woman.
"Thank you" said Vano in a flat tone.
Mila caught Vano's fret, she also chimed in on the conversation.
"Allin, while you're here, Hardcore sleeps with you, right?" cut Mila suddenly from behind.
Allin turned to Mila then he nodded.
***
Vano sat on the bed, watching his surroundings, and suddenly a man entered.
"Sorry sir, do you need anything?"
Again Vano did not respond to him, he only caught a glimpse.
"Sorry I'm afraid you need something, while Allin is busy putting Dio and Hardcore to sleep, so I offer myself." Mila again tries to get Vano's attention.
"All men are the same.You can accept Allin why I can't tease you," the inner Mila who kept staring at Vano.
"You'd better go" Vano finally replied but his eyes did not turn a little.
"Alright Sir. If you need anything, just call me" after saying that, she's not leaving, she's getting close to the nightstand, and taking the air-conditioning remote and trying to set it up.
Vano looked at him sharply. The woman did not feel guilty at all, she smiled back at Vano's gaze as she slipped a strand of her hair over her ear. Her movements she made as seductive as possible, her thin nightgown lifted revealing her white skin.
"I'm just setting the temperature of this room. The remote likes to slow down, so it has to be hit a little" he replied looking for the right reason for Vano to believe. He realized Vano was still not tempted by him, the man's eyes sharpened on him.
"If you have, you'd better go." reproves Vano coldly.
Mila grumbled in her heart, but her face still revealed a seductive smile.
"Yes sir, I'm sorry if I bother you. Have a good break"
Vano did not reply and did not look.