Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Alvaro's Revenge

Mayra pulled my arm as we were about to cross paths with some creepy people. They were dressed in neat suits and had black eyes. One of them was a man who looked at my eyes as a woman - he had above average good looks, especially tall and white. If you want to imagine what he looks like - just imagine the figure of Hessel Steven in the cold version of a guy without a smile, as handsome as any person he remains creepy because of his cold looks. While some other people are large bodies such as bodyguards.

I asked Mayra who they were and why we had to hide.

"He's Alvaro Pradipta. My ex," he said. "I don't want to see him."

Mayra's lying. I know it. I told him he better not lie to me or I won't believe him anymore. "Mas Reza once said that Mas Alfi was your first love and you never dated other than Alfi." Ku-skak Mayra with a stern statement.

"OK, fine. She's Salsya's ex-husband."

"Then, why should we hide?"

"Yes, they better not see us."

"Reason?"

Mayra did not reply, she was nervous not even daring to look at me. And it makes me even more curious.

"Does this have anything to do with the stabbing that day?"

"I'll explain later. Now we're out of here."

"Go? While Reza was here with those guys? Don't want to."

"Follow me, I'll tell you everything I know. And trust me, they'll be fine."

He hung the information bait in front of me with a well-trained hook, and I couldn't turn it down. A chance to get answers? I can't miss that, even if it's just a little bit of information.

"alright. I'll come," I said. I forced myself to smile even though a million question marks were exploding in my mind.

Mayra dragged me, led me to the parking lot. "Let me focus on driving first. Okay?" He said that before I could find him.

Huh! Although a little annoyed, I tried to keep my mind and expression fine as we drove towards the salon.

As soon as we arrived at the salon, Mayra introduced me to Alia, her friend who works at the salon. She quickly said what Alia should do to me until I had no chance to talk. I tried to cut the conversation between them but I was ignored.

"Calm down and enjoy your time here" Mayra said as if there was only chicken manure soiling my shoes and she only needed to get someone to clean them, so trivial that there was nothing to worry about. Yeah, this time Mayra really sucks.

Alia, that sucks too. He immediately took me to a large marble sink, my neck veins were painful when I lowered my head into it. Alia grabbed my hair, then took me back to her chair and combed my tangled hair.

I can't relax, I keep moving.

"Sit that relaxes," Alia pleaded.

I don't know the names of the things he rubbed into my hair, they're like apple-scented gels. My hair felt soft and smooth as I swept the fingers in my hair.

When I'm done with my hair care. Mayra already enjoyed her facial treatment. It all felt intentional, as if he didn't give me a chance to ask my questions. And when it was my "serviced" turn, Mayra opened her voice - she went to the salon a few days ago, she said, so that day she didn't need any hair care.

I could not say because of the facial treatment, let alone ask, instead I gave a thumbs up as a sign of understanding and agreement. Fix it! He intentionally.

"As you may have guessed, that man was the one responsible for what happened to Reza."

I guessed it, my mind. I raised my palm. And Mayra understood that if I wanted to ask her why, I wanted to know what was the reason Alvaro did that to Reza -- why did he want to kill Reza?

"The reason, because he considers Reza is the cause of his household destroyed. She doesn't accept Salsya still loves Reza, especially if they get together."

Owww! The mask on my face is cracked. I couldn't help but make a sound. "That's not Mas Reza's fault. Salsya is wrong, she's the one who keeps getting close to him."

"I know," said Mayra a moment later. "But their world does not know who is guilty and who is right. They only know how to maintain a mutually beneficial relationship, or to destroy anyone who is considered a bully. I see."

Oh God. I try to stay calm by breathing. "Why'd he meet Reza at the hospital?"

Mayra shrugged both of her shoulders. "Alfi says to make peace. Right or not, I don't know. I hope it's true."

"if not? How's it?"

Mayra grabbed my hand and echoed my fingers quite strongly. Somehow and how, I'm sure that Mayra is just as scared of me. "Alfis have authentic evidence of the stabbing" he said. "And if anything happens to him or to Reza, the evidence will spread and destroy Alvaro himself. I don't think Alvaro would act stupid. After all they are unlikely to do anything in the hospital, there are plenty of bodyguards there as well. So, just calm down. I mean, at least we're trying to stay calm."

"Okay," I stood up. "I want to go back to the hospital" I said.

Mayra glared, even though her eyes were looking at me so sharply, but she was still not creepy, she was still beautiful. I'm not afraid not even the slightest cringe.

"You're too pretty. It's not worth it to express that way."

Suddenly, her sweet lips were instantly manyuning. "Call Reza and talk to him during our massage. Okay?"

I think that's a good idea. "All right." I stood up, I took my phone and my earphones from the bag. But...

I'm afraid I didn't get upset because Reza didn't answer my phone. Quickly, I told Mayra to ask Alfi for his condition.

"Again in the toilet" Mayra said, after she got an answer from Alfi. "Quiet, yeah. Alvaro and his tails are gone from there."

Fiuuuh. Finally I was able to enjoy a massage service that was able to relax my body confined to the hospital for three days without worrying about Reza being far away from me.

And even more so, after coming from the toilet, Reza called me right away. I was happy to hear his voice and know he was okay. He asked me to go back to the hospital quickly. He said he misses a lot.

Iyuuu....

"Just hurry back. I can't wait, dear."

Eh? Can't wait for what?