He's Mine (Sharing Love)

Can't

Ahmed smiled, seeing Anggi's behavior that seemed clearly being misbehaved.

Moreover, when Anggi walked towards the elevator. Several times Anggi still looked back. Making sure Ahmed was still in his place, and paying attention to him.

After Anggi got into the elevator, Ahmed nodded several times. He feels very happy, because Anggi remains a unique girl according to him.

"Corn, Anggi. Either way, I want to stay near U."

Ahmed muttered to himself. Afterwards, he walked back towards his cake shop.

Inside the store, Ahmed only gave a few instructions to the employees and the Chef who took care of the kitchen.

The entrepreneurial spirit he had, was descending from the blood of his Mama Chinese.

That is why, he was asked to manage this newly opened cake shop. Moreover, this store was also at the request of Ahmed himself, with the location he had already specified as well.

"I ask you to make a delicious Indonesian cake."

The chef squinted his eyes, looking at his little boss. "Indonesian special cake?" he asked, repeating the request made by Ahmed.

With confidence, Ahmed nodded in agreement.

"Indonesian cake is a lot of young master. Which one is this?" asked Koki, who was confused by Ahmed's request.

"That's good."

"Eh, everything is good too" said Koki quickly.

"Ah yes, just a minute!"

Finally, Ahmed opened his cellphone, to find references to delicious cakes, and typical of Indonesia.

And he also opened an Anggi-owned social media account, to find out what kind of cake his little girl likes.

But from the results of searches related to cakes that Ahmed said were traditional Indonesian cakes, he became confused himself. Because there are so many Indonesian cakes.

"I was confused" said Ahmed, with what was on his phone screen.

The chef tries to help her to find a cake that is easy for her to make.

But apparently, Ahmed opened the typical Javanese cakes, which Koki said he could not make.

In addition there are some ingredients that are not available in the kitchen, he also does not know the recipes of the cake.

Because Ahmed showed Javanese cakes. There Sengkulun, Bongko Mento, Jenang Krasan, Mendut Cake, Solo Serabi, Moho Cake, Wajik, Klepon and many others.

"It's hard young master."

"Then, what's easy?" ahmed asked to know.

"Bolu," replied the chef quickly.

"Rubber?"

Ahmed repeated the answer from the chef, and typed into the phone screen again. Then read the description of the search results.

Bolu or sponge cake is a cake made from flour, sugar, and eggs. Sponge cakes and cakes are generally baked in the oven, although there are also steamed balls, such as steamed balls or steamed brownies.

"Ah no! it's a regular cake."

Finally, Ahmed found out from Anggi's social media accounts. And what he found was, of course, unexpected.

Because it turns out, Anggi also likes to make cakes. And the cake that is usually made Anggi, various types and variations.

"It turns out, Anggi's parents are experts at making cakes. Clever cook for sure. This is just a lot of posts that explain if the cake and food is made by the mother herself."

Ahmed so heartless, if it will give the usual and unpleasant cake like made by Anggi.

"Better, I visited, and asked the mother to teach me how to cook and make good cakes."

Finally, Ahmed did not ask Koki to make a cake according to his request.

Of course, Koki was perplexed by his young master's attitude. But he could also just nod, and would not ask anything more.

After that, Ahmed tried to find out, in the number of the apartment where Anggi lived.

And of course, he with all the ease and reason expressed, got the address where his family lived Anggi.

*****

In custody.

Clarissa felt very upset, because she finally did not get defense assistance, from the woman who was brought yesterday by her father.

He was also very angry at his papa, for blaming himself and asking him not to do it all again.

"I just wanted to teach Ara a lesson."

Such was the thought and defense of Clarissa. He doesn't realize what he's doing is threatening someone's life. In fact, not just one person. But two people.

And again, this is done on the highway. Public roads, which could be, there will be casualties on the part of outsiders. If the road is crowded.

But basically Clarissa. He still doesn't want to lose. He kept ranting and asking to be released.

He did not want to apologize to Ara or her papa.

In temporary detention, Clarissa was also arrogant. He does not want to know if what he wants is not fulfilled.

This irritated the guard and left him thirsty all day.

"Water. Give me some water to drink!"

Initially, Clarissa could still shout out in a loud voice. To ask the guard for drinking water, or the warden.

But because the warden was silent and did not also give him water to drink, for a long time he went on a rampage and kept screaming.

This made the other prisoners become annoyed and angry at him.

In the cell where Clarissa was held, there were four people. All of them were adult women, and only one still looked younger than Clarissa herself.

"Can be quiet! Or should your mouth be given a gift in order to be silent?" ask one of the inmates who's one cell with Clarissa.

"This mouth is my own mouth. What do you care?" challenge Clarissa sok champ.

He did not know that the prisoners in this place were criminals as well.

In fact, their deeds were worse than their actions on Ara.

With a slanted smile, the person approached towards Clarisa standing up. It's near the locked cell door.

"Your mouth needs to be given a gift. To be quiet even if only once!"

With a burly hand, the person holds Clarissa's jaw firmly, leaving Clarissa's mouth pursed, but also open.

And quickly, the person pulled something out of his pants pocket. Then put something in Clarissa's mouth.

"Ehhh..."

Clarisa rebelled and tried to cover her own mouth, so that what she held and put in her mouth could not swallow.

Unfortunately, the person's energy was much greater and stronger. Clarissa cannot fight him.

What was held by the man finally entered Clarissa's mouth. And with great difficulty, the man shut Clarissa's mouth. So that what he put in earlier was swallowed.

"Geez-uhuk!"

Clarissa coughed and could not speak. He continued to hold back, so that what was in the throat came out and was not swallowed.

But since he had no manpower, he finally could not make the item out.

Clarisa collapsed and fainted. After swallowing something that had been forced by the person who was now smiling cynically. Seeing how Clarissa was no longer able to do anything.