Has Been Hanged

14. Night in the Villa

Because in the room has been facilitated and almost all there, Ratria felt no need to explore the contents of the villa anymore. Even a mini refrigerator contains a complete serving of five perfect inside. Only rice is not there, but replaced with fresh bakery and also bakery barley. Sister Lusi was the one who yesterday meng up date the contents in the refrigerator.

Maybe before, the room was also intended for business guests or even distant colleagues who spent the night in the factory. Considering Sirah Kencong is also commercialized as a tourist destination in Blitar, of course the attraction of the tea garden that stretches and some interesting points of visit, is a captive for factory partners to spend the night.

Moreover, the late grandfather of Jacob was alone without family in the Villa. Surely many colleagues are sympathetic and interested to stay overnight at Sirah Kencong.

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Ratria had woken up since then and could not sleep anymore. While time is still pointing at the number one in the morning. If you do not connect sleep even though the goods for a while, it feels like a loss. The heating machine in the room has also been turned on, but feels dissatisfied and remains uncomfortable.

And Ratria understood what she wanted to do if she woke up cold. Make warm white milk sprinkled with a little coffee, or pure warm chocolate with a little sugar sprinkled. For Ratria, a delicious stomach booster like that is a definite introduction so that his eyes are tight again.

Ratria wanted to find her own kitchen. The message sent to Ms. Lusi a dozen minutes ago was not read. Maybe the woman was sleeping fast because of fatigue packing. Nor do you understand in which room Mbak Lusi stayed overnight.

The brightly lit lamp in the dark middle of the villa, was the place Ratria was heading to. And as expected, his stupidity was not in vain. Modern spacious kitchen has been successfully stepped on.

It is not difficult to find the desired item. Because Mbak Lusi also likes drinking that favored Ratria, although not willing to make it nights. Lusi felt that he was very fat. So the drink is easily available in natureari.

Feeling anxious if the owner of the villa is found, Ratria is hurrying. Bring the cup to the room and want to enjoy it comfortably. The cold shadow of Shahdan greatly made him unsettled.

"Ratria,!"

Degh, i,,! Like a freeze in Ratria's heart. Feet that will turn towards the door of the room, stop quickly because of the sound that is very wanted to be avoided.

"What are you carrying,?" ask Shahdan to approach. The man appears more as a black shadow in the dim.

"Coffee," replied Ratria hurriedly.

"Coffee,? It's not the smell of coffee" Shahdan said in the dim.

"Coffee with milk," Ratria quickly ralat. No more arguing. Wants to immediately dart in the room.

"Then, why not drink, then,?" Shahdan kept asking.

"Why bring it in the room. Excuse me," said Ratria, hurrying to the door.

"Ratria," Shahdan still intends to hold.

"Don't bring sugary drinks in the room. Go back to the kitchen," forbid Shahdan strictly. And the man walked straight past Ratria to the bright lights that had the kitchen there.

"Why don't your clothes change,?" ask Shahdan observe. Ratria wore a long shirt and a veil like the one he wore when he came in the morning to the villa.

"The clothes that Lusi prepared were all short" Ratria said. A glance at the man who was sitting while putting a cup of milk on the table. Shahdan is quite deft to make his own milk.

"Didn't Luci prepare as you like, then,?" connect Syahdan. The man was already sitting opposite the table facing Ratria.

"Yes, but not for me to wear in people's homes" Ratria quickly replied. The tone is pretty cranky.

The handsome face that was instantly wrinkled furrowed with thick furrowed brows, was very clear under the bright kitchen lights. But the expression returned to the beginning quickly.

"What is your veil that you won't take off if you're in someone's house, either,?" ask Shahdan then. Not to forget the appearance of Ratria when not hooded in the official house.

"Not always" said Ratria honestly.

"Then why don't you just let go, then,?" usik Shahdan to Ratria who was sipping the contents of his cup several times while blowing

"Just not wanting to." Ratria again blew the milk in a cup and sipped it for a while.

"Why,?" Pursue Shahdan with a curious tone.

"No calm." said Ratria as he stood up. Go to the sink and wash the glass in a hurry. Milk mixed with coffee that quickly cool after being blown it has been drunk.

"I'm back in the room, sir," said Ratria, grabbing a piece of tissue from the kitchen table.

"Ratria,!" Shahdan again exclaimed softly calling the hooded girl who had not been too far away to walk.

Ratria stopped but did not look.

"Follow me to Surabaya this morning" said Shahdan suddenly.

And of course Ratria felt surprised instead of playing. The thing he was most worried about was just heard. Quickly turned around the body looking sharply at Shahdan.

"This morning is my first day at Telkom. My first day working at a place of my choice. I can't even sleep anymore because I'm happy. I will not come with you to Surabaya" said Ratria gasping. Back feeling upset that peaked.

Turn around again and step quickly towards his room. Very anxious if Syahdan pursue then force himself to come to the city of Surabaya this morning. That forced man really made Ratria very restless.