
Desya brushed off the damn hand. He grabbed Indri's hair until the owner screamed in pain. "Lo really can't hear ya, don't get me wrong if your legs will limp today!" with patience that had been on the tip of the horn without cue Desya kicked Indri's leg with all his might.
Bugh!
"Geek!" Indri. He stared intently at the threatening Desya. "Lo's gonna fuck up, Des!" Indri reached into his pocket. He took a handkerchief that had been drugged. Even though his feet were stiff. But, this curiosity is only getting worse.
"Damn!" Indri now can no longer wart. Desya managed to paralyze Indri's movements completely. Now his body was in a position to smell the cold floor. And his handkerchief is no longer known his fate. Where not. Or thrown where. "Gue ain't that stupid." Desya whispered.
Indri shuddered in horror as Desya whispered something. "Who is that really ?" ask Indri. Honestly from the beginning there was something strange about this woman's movements.
Long before Desya shot Kelvin. This woman was watching him. Wherever Kelvin goes, Desya must be there too. At first Indri only thought Desya as one of Kelvin's ex-girlfriend who did not accept being cut off at will. But his views changed when the woman bravely shot Kelvin blatantly in public.
Yes, it is true. That moment had also shocked him. And now the woman is torturing him. With a manic eye as if something was hidden.
Then with a variety of questions in his opinion increasingly dominate him to know more about the woman.
Desya whispers. "Gue came to destroy a family I hate!"
The deg!
Indri was surprised trying to digest something. A family he wants to destroy? what does all that mean? what does this have to do with Kelvin? and most importantly. What reason?
Desya kicked back Indri's leg violently until it rang and kicked the woman's body.
The plot!
Without any more Desya left Indri alone.
Indri tried to stand up and walk limped. He clenched his hands tightly. "Who is it, the angel or the doom-bearer ?"
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Desya washed her face. Her hair was allowed to unravel without being tied to any rope. Desya felt her head had to touch the water because something was burning in the crown of her head. Indri's words seemed to make himself feel an incredible heat.
"He's in my house, brother stayed up all night with me" said the word kept ringing. "Gue hates the same Lo Kel!" Desya ruffled her hair frustratedly until it involuntarily made her hair fall out. Desya looked at her hair for a moment and decided to choose to wash her away carried away by the tap water.
He kicked the sink table. Looked at her reflection from behind the mirror. There was a sense of resentment, resentment, and hate that imprinted him. But now, on the other hand there is a sense of love and care that begins to fill his heart. Makes her feel in a dilemma.
There are two promises that have bound his life. Two promises that have been a dark shadow as well as a beautiful hope.
Tit...Tit...Tit...
"Hello." Desya watched the circumstances around making sure no one eavesdropped on her conversation. "How's the case going, have you found the evidence I'm asking for ?"
Desya sighed in disappointment. Believers don't get a bright spot.
"Whatever happens, keep an eye on Mr. Ahmad Adirya and let me know as soon as you get the information." then Desya immediately hung up the phone.
He walked away and tried to think straight. Regardless of the affair with Mr. Ahmad Adirya, he must first discover the truth Kelvin. And now want to not want Desya must release her own ego. He had to go to a place he hated.
At least he still has the last clue. And from the deepest feeling. "Hopefully you're there, Kel..."
Seriate....