Handsome Fugitive

Assuming Assumptions

Sakti just landed a plane on the island of Moralla. Right in front of the villa owned by Mr. Morang. They deliberately build a personal foundation, to make it easier to travel. If they have to land in the city, then they have to ride a speed boat for four hours and it is very tiring.

Mr Morang and his wife were seen exiting the plane. Smiles on the faces of both. Their movements are recorded by Daru and also Dias. The teenage girl looked amazed at the super beautiful scenery she had never seen before.

In front of him was a large villa with modern architecture. The building faces directly on the high seas. Which is where the water is very clear to greenish color. The sand is white like pearls scattered. The green nyiur on the edge seemed to wander in the wind direction.

Dias blinked as Daru patted his shoulder. He immediately lowered his head.

"Mr and Madam were waiting inside" said the young man, then led Dias into the Villa.

As soon as the door was opened, Dias was again amazed. Did you ever think that you were in heaven or still on earth? However, his daydreams instantly collapsed when he realized that Mr. Morang was already standing before him.

"Your room is over there!" his hands pointed west. Dias blinked, then his gaze rolled in the direction of the man's hand. "Come on!" Mr. Morang walked first, making Dias and Daru follow his movements.

"Let's tell Sakti and Galbi where their room is!" tell Mr. Morang to his assistants when they have just entered the room devoted to Dias.

"Good, Sir." Daru turned right.

Dias walked slowly, his gaze combing through the entire room with a light purple tinge. Room that is reserved for guests. Inside there is a bed that is quite large in size if it only accommodates the tiny body of Dias. Then, there was a wardrobe in the corner of the room. Just to the left of the closet is a small door that Dias believes is a bathroom. Then, right in front of the bed there is a large television with a long table as the place.

One more thing that caught Dias' attention, the open window of the room led directly to the ocean. There was a long sofa in front of him.

"You like it?" Mr. Morang's successful question made Dias look at him. The girl had not opened her lips at all.

Dias. It made Mr. Morang confused to continue the conversation. The atmosphere instantly became stiff. Neither Dias nor Mr Morang, they are equally busy with their own thoughts. Without them realizing that Olla was peeking out of the room.

The woman deliberately asked her husband to drive Dias to the room so that the relationship between the two became more intimate. But, it turns out that his efforts have not yielded results. Her husband is less adept at approaching a woman. It's different when you're alone with him.

Olla puffed both her cheeks. Both hands were carried around with their waists. A rough breath was blown from his nose. He knocked on the door slowly, making the two people in it turn their heads for a moment.

"Decond!" he approached the girl.

Dias smiled as Olla first threw her friendly smile, as usual.

"Would you come with me around?" bargain Olla on Dias, make her husband frown. But the woman did not heed it.

Unexpectedly Dias nodded enthusiastically. The two then left the room and also left Mr. Morang alone.

"Can I do it?" muttered Tuan Morang to himself while staring at the departure of the two women.

His head seemed to be shaking slowly. Next to the hand scooped the face violently because it felt a dilemma of circumstances. However, how else, the choice has been determined. Retreat is not possible, because the wife will be very disappointed.

In the other room.

Sakti threw his body on a super soft mattress. He intends to continue his sleep which is only a handful of time. However, when he was about to close both eyes, his phone suddenly rang indicating a call coming in.

The young man clucked his tongue, but inevitably got up from the contest, then scooped up the phone he had previously placed on the table beside the bed.

"Reyden?"

Now the sleepiness began to disappear, replaced with a happy twinkle when reading the name listed on the screen.

He sat up enthusiastically, then shifted the green button. "You must have just woken up, huh? Ah, suck." Sakti welcomed the call with an unusual phrase, which sounded like a spray of a mother scolding her child for waking up late.

"Yes, I just woke up" said Bari who of course was just lying. "Where are you now?" shoot Bari without further ado. He must catch up with Sakti wherever the man is, to make sure that the girl he saw in the video is his real sister or not.

"Ah, you're just like my girlfriend. Just waking up already want to meet," mocked Sakti as he chuckled.

Bari looked head-dry. The Sakti never changed. "Yes, take it for granted" Bari replied accordingly.

Makes Sakti shudder in horror. "That's right, I'm still normal, bro. I don't like fellow rods." Sakti raised the intonation of his voice to make Bari have to keep the flat object away from his ears.

"Don't yell, Sakti! I'm not deaf," annoyed that young man who managed to make Sakti chuckle. "So where are you now?" ask again.

Before answering Sakti changed his position to lie down. "Why do you always ask that, do you want to catch up with me?" Instead of answering Bari's question, he asked back.

Bari clucking tongue. "Yes" he answered briefly.

"Well, that's how fast you miss me?" Sakti's babbling really made Bari growled.

"Look Sakti ...."

Finally, Bari recounted the video sent by the man. Bari also said that he believed that one of the people in the transit room was his younger brother.

"You sure?" Sakti immediately sat perfectly after hearing Bari's explanation.

"How can I be sure, if I don't catch up with you and make sure of myself" Bari replied.

Sakti patted her forehead. "I will help you" said the man. His eyes were on the door of the room closed. "I was on a roof with that girl. I'll make sure of myself." He started to get up and walk out of the room. "Please wait a minute, I'll send you a picture of him when I meet." Sakti immediately decided on the side call. His gaze began to pierce around that seemed very quiet without movement.

Across the street, Bari looks worried. His chest immediately rumbled as he imagined what Sakti would say later. Hopefully, the forecast doesn't miss. So his heart said.