GRAPPLES
Meet Him's
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_Saying\, 'I'm fine\, kok.' it's like\, 'actually I lied.'_
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After meeting Sven and Shasha, Givar and Amelia return.
On the way,
Amelia was driving. While Givar beside him was fiddling with his phone.
"When do you want to say you like Sven?" Givar asked without taking his eyes off the phone screen.
Amelia turned her head for a moment, "Ah? Why?"
Givar keeps his phone and turns to Amelia, "Sven likes you too, but he's not the kind of person who likes to talk about it. He showed through his attitude to lo."
"What kind of girl is the cave if you reveal the same feelings of men first? Shame, know!" Amelia Grousers.
"Why would Sven suddenly like another girl? Free to be with other girls. It'll be depression again" Givar said.
Amelia smiled wryly, "Although the age of the cave is younger than lo, but the cave knows better the taste of suffering."
Givar rubbed Amelia's hair, "The story is lo, right, the cave's cousin. Don't tell me you're younger. Someone else will suspect."
"It's just the two of us here, who's horrified?" Geryu Amelia.
Cave.
"You don't want to say you like Sven, the cave that will tell him," said Givar who sounded like a tone of threat.
Amelia immediately said, "Don't, don't."
"Just the cave wants to tell him. Who can really make you move on from the *** Maxwern?" Gerrutu Givar.
Amelia snorted, "The part of the cave has forgotten her. I don't want to be with guys anymore."
Givar leaned his back against the car seat, "Keep you want to be single for life? Sven, right, there's."
Amelia sighed softly, "She doesn't pantes dapetin chick kayak cave. He must have a girl who's much better than the cave."
"Come on, Mel. Everyone has a past. Let's just say it never happened" Givar said.
"Yes, next time the cave will tell Sven. if the cave likes him."
Silent.
Amelia slowed the car down when the red light came on.
"Tomorrow at noon, the cave will return to RSJ and tell Sven if the cave likes him. May she not be disgusted by the cave" muttered Amelia while wearing her sunglasses. The sun was sinking in the west, right in front of him.
Givar looked at Amelia, "It's impossible."
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Sarah was sitting on the sofa. Her eyes were on a picture of Adam, her husband.
Again her tears flowed. It does not signify himself whiny, but rather a sense of loss due to abandonment by his loved ones.
"Why don't I go first? Why should I watch you go first?"
Sarah had no intention of wiping her tears. He let the droplets flow down his cheeks.
"You should not go. Children need protection from you."
"Why should I watch my children get terror like this? I couldn't see them in misery because of that man. I can't help them."
Two servants approached mistress Gustiar.
"Mrs, food is available."
Without looking, Sarah replied, "I'm not hungry. Just go ahead."
The two servants looked at each other then slightly bowed respectfully and passed away.
"You shouldn't have done it that time. It's not the kids' fault. It's your fault."
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Juan was sitting in his big chair. He was reading the weekly report.
Suddenly his phone rang. Without looking, Juan took it. He saw the name on the touch screen.
His men called. Juan picked up the call.
"Yes?"
"Master, as always. At this hour of the afternoon, he wasn't here. He went to see Mrs Shaquellin."
Juan seemed to think, "Good, follow him carefully. Don't get caught by his men. I don't want your fate to be the same as Zed and Froy."
"Good, Sir."
Juan closed the red map to the table. Back to the chair. He took a deep breath while closing both of his eyes.
"You killed Adam. Svender can't let you live free."
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Meanwhile, at Larissa Mental Hospital.
The female nurses were accompanying the elderly patient who wanted to take a walk in the front yard.
A car was towed there. A person in a blue suit got out of the car. The masculine scent of his body could be smelled by the nurses who were there.
Their eyes were turned on the man.
Some bodyguards walk in front, back and sides to protect their big bosses.
As the man in the suit walked past them, he gained a respectful nod from the nurses.
One of the patients, an old man, ran up to him and hugged the man.
The bodyguards tried to keep him away from their master's body.
"My child! You home? Where have you been, son? I'm worried about you. Let's go home and eat with mom."
The man in the suit codes his bodyguards so there is no need to release them.
The man returned the old man's embrace. The baritone's voice came out, "I'm Dad's home. I'm going home with Dad. So, I have to eat a lot, yeah."
"Yes, yes, son. I'll go home with you, son."
"I have to finish something, I'll see you again."
The old man let go of his embrace and let the master pass by.
After entering the building, the nurses spoke.
"Our master is very kind, yes. If it was anyone else, it might have hurt the old man."
"Yes, he's very humble and caring."
"If she's caring and kind, she won't put a normal, cured person into this mental institution."
Meanwhile, the bodyguards knocked on the door of a special room for psychiatrists.
Someone inside said, "Please come in."
The bodyguard opened the door. The man came in and saw several psychiatrists were busy reading the reports from the nurses.
Seeing the arrival of their boss, just immediately everyone stopped their respective activities and approached then bowed respectfully.
"Sir."
"Good, you guys are working fine, please leave me three."
Psychiatrists and bodyguards came out of the room. Now there is only that man with a male and female psychiatrist whom Sven has come to call himself insane.
The two psychiatrists sat opposite their master.
The man began to speak, "I built this mental hospital about 10 years ago. Originally my goal was only one, wanting to see Shaquellin be here.." the man stopped his sentence.
So, Shasha is not crazy. But, the man who made Shasha was put into the RSJ through a female psychiatrist in front of him.
The man continued his sentence, ". however, after three years of this building standing, there are many patients here. I enlarged this place, so that everyone who has a mental disorder can comfortably stay here. My goal is to be two, I also want other patients to be able to recover, or at least improve. That's why I'm asking psychiatrists to help keep patients here. Is there an RSJ in Indonesia that employs psychiatrists in RSJ this much?"
The two psychiatrists did not dare to let out their voices.
Feeling no response, the man spoke again, "You never let me down. You can all take good care of all the patients. Then...why did you put Svender into this RSJ?"
No one dared to answer. They both looked down inside.
"In New York I also have RSJ, and managed to get Svender in there, yes. But, this time I don't want him to enter the RSJ, especially in this place."
The man scolded, "It seems like he has indeed become a real madman. All right, it's okay."
Silent.
The two psychiatrists glared at each other as they bowed down like that.
"Treat older patients well. If any patient injures another patient, let me know. Such an evil patient should be put away after I told him to do the last task on her."
There's no nodding.
It made the owner of the RSJ upset, "You hear me not?"
"Oh, i-iya, sir."
"Yes, Sir."
The man's gaze was fixed on the screen in the room. It turned out that the screen was installed with CCTV that was placed hidden in Shasha's room.
Shasha and Sven are talking.
That thin smile was imprinted on his lips, "Send the recording of the voice eavesdropper in his room to me tonight. Tomorrow I'll come again, but I won't be wearing any more patient clothes. I'll just wear these clothes."
"Good, Sir."
After getting an answer, the man passed out of the room.
His eyes were on two janitors who were putting garbage bags into a transport truck.
The man put both hands into his pants pocket while watching the two hard-working people.
The two people turned to him while nodding respectfully. The man smiled as he raised his hand.
Ccr!
Ccr!
Ccr!
Ccr!
The cameras hidden in the cleaners' hats rang and were only heard by the two men.
The man passed by his car. All the bodyguards are waiting there. One of them opened the car door. He got into his car and drove away from the place.
The two officers looked at the car that was not in its original place. They both look at each other. One of them touched the ear lobe, there was a communication device there.
"Sir, we've got the man's face. No doubt, the suspicion is true. The fall was just right, not miss at all."
Over there, Juan smiled, "Good, plan B in question will be executed."
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In the room, in the,
Shasha was still sound asleep on the bed. Sven was asleep on the couch in the same room as his sister.
Yesterday afternoon, she refused to sleep in the room she had been provided for. He reasoned not to want to be far away with his sister.
There were footsteps approaching the room. Slowly Shasha opened her eyes. He was pretending to be asleep.
Justright. The move stopped in front of his room. The bottom of the door was a slight gap, a letter came in through there.
Shasha rise. He looked at Sven who was also pretending to be asleep.
Sven gave the code.
Shasha nodded. He got out of bed. Both of his feet came to the door. Take the letter.
I want to meet you. Actually I'd like to meet at a later time, but tomorrow I have to go somewhere else.
Meet me on the roof.
Don't bring your brother.
I know you're pretending to be asleep.
Shasha surprised. How could that man know?
You want to see me, right? Then there will be just the two of us.
You need to know, I usually tell people to keep the letters under your bedroom door.
And today, I delivered it myself.
Shasa surprised. He immediately opened the door. The masculine scent he once remembered was still left there. But the man no longer exists.
Sven got up, "Why, Sha? What just sent that letter to him?"
Shasha nodded, "I have to look for her. Don't use plan B. This is not gonna work. Looks like he knows."
Sven frowned, "It looks like there's a CCTV or a sound eavesdropping device in this room. I should have known."
Shasha breezed away.
"Wait on! Where are you going?" Ask Sven. Shasha replied, "Don't follow me, she'll disappear."
Sven took his cell phone hidden under the bed. He pressed one of the numbers on his contact. Put the phone in her ear.
"Hello, Mr. Juan."
"You'd say he knows your plan B, right?"
Sven was surprised, "Where do you know?"
"I had two men disguised as electricians and installed a voice recorder in the psychiatrist's room. I heard their conversation yesterday."
"Ah, okay. Then...how are our plans now?"
"Use improvisation."
"Ah? But...."
"Don't worry, son. I'll protect you all."
Sven. Hearing Juan call him, 'son', he remembered his father.
"Son? Are you still there?"
"E-eh. i-yes, sir."
"Why call for Master? I'm not your boss. If you want, just call Papa, like Givarel. You're Shasha's sister, meaning you're my son too."
Sven smiled wryly, "Thank you, Papa."
Meanwhile, the,
Shasha passed looking for the man following the masculine scent that smelled throughout the corridors of the mental hospital.
Shasha walked over while continuing to read the letter.
Can't wait to meet me?
Just chill. This time I'm not going anywhere.
I waited for you.
Someones
Shasha rolled her eyeballs. Accelerated his steps towards the roof in question.
The smell of the man's perfume was stronger when Shasha reached the roof of the RSJ.
Spread his eyes around. The wind in that place felt so strong and hit Shasha's long hair. The patient clothes he was wearing were blown away by the wind.
Shasha didn't see anyone there.
Is that guy playing a joke on her?
Shasha clenched her hands.
Without him noticing, the man was standing behind him. He looked at Shasha's back meaningfully. The dark blue coat that opened the buttons was fluttering in the wind, as well as the tie.
Sensing the presence of someone, Shasha fell silent. Both his eyes rolled. That masculine scent smelled more distinctly.
Shasha turned around and now she saw that face. The real face had been known to him for a long time. A face that is certain.
Ja.
Didn't miss a single guess, son.
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14.49: 29 October 2019
Ucu Irna Marhamah's
