I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 97: The Call?

Footsteps distance themselves. No one was suspicious of Xavier's actions as he clearly said office matters. However, the man answered the call after exiting the inner area of the house. It's actually strange that no one is aware of the strange.

"Have you found his whereabouts?" xavier asked half-whispered with a glance to and fro like someone eavesdropping.

[Sorry, Sir. We've managed to find the last house inhabited for a month. Unfortunately there is no longer a transfer letter, so most likely still live in the house. What is the next master's order?] ~report someone from across, making Xavier think for a moment.

"Supervise the house for twenty-four hours. Use the system for time so you don't let your guard down. Understood?" Xavier didn't want to lose his chance. Whatever he does to restore everyone's trust.

Without anyone's knowledge. The man found out where the original Shena was even exerting his entire person just to get the information without being missed in the slightest. Since becoming Naina's husband, the responsibility can no longer be tolerated. Especially because of ignorance, it loses track without being able to do self-defense.

It was true, the Anderson family did not blame or think everything was happening because of him. But as a man who is responsible for making guilt a process of self-evidence. Where she deserves to enter Anderson's residence as Naina's husband.

The call ended with his order, making the men start a new strategy. Meanwhile, Danish left home alone. The driven car drove across the shoulder of a fairly solid highway crawling. It is impossible to increase speed as it has to adjust for severe congestion.

Advancing slowly, making the man reach for his cellphone which is rarely opened. Once the screen is on, a lot of notifications are popping up. Not just hundreds of messages, but a few familiar calls. One name caught his attention was Rafael.

"Tumben telfon," And dialed the number of the old friend who is now Siti's lover. A ringing tone was heard from across and shortly changed the greeting sound. "Waalaikumsalam, what's wrong bro? Sorry yesterday I didn't have time to make HP chek."

[No papa, Dan. By the way, Siti already talked about the information I delivered blum huh?] ~Rafael asks to make sure her lover does not forget his important message.

One name that jolts Danish consciousness. Suddenly, he stepped on the brakes to greet the other riders who were shocked by his actions. Panic clearly depicted adorning the face pulled both eyebrows with lips silent for a moment.

And try to remember the last time I met Siti. Slowly twisting the memory of the events for the past twenty-four hours and as she recalled, Siti did not return home with the rest of the family. Well, he remembered three cars inhabited by people who were still very clear in his brain.

"Bro, I didn't see Siti after leaving the hospital. Is anything important?" danish asked trying to figure out a point of trouble he might be able to help.

Rafael who was preparing to tell someone about Dan had to delay when he heard the sound of knocking on the door of his room. Want, do not want him to get out of the seat, then walk up to the wooden board in front there with a distance of four meters, then open the door that turned out to be the servant.

Danish was just waiting for confirmation while continuing the journey. Cell phones that are now connected to earphones make it easier for him to connect without having to focus on the flat object. The road began to loose, making the man increase the speed of the vehicle. He wanted to rush back to a place that might give him some hope.

The first five minutes of travel were silent even though he was listening to a conversation between Rafael and someone who complained about homework problems. From what he heard, it was clear that the one who interrupted their call was a servant. Conversations that are serious enough to end without causing new problems.

[And, Loe's still on call. Sorry a long time ago, so actually I want to say ..]

The friend explained in a sequence, at length, without passing through the slightest details. Meanwhile, Dan, who is still focused on driving, was forced to pull over his vehicle so as not to endanger others. The latest news from Rafael is clearly giving fresh hope. This time, he will try his best.

"Thank's a lot, Bro. I'll fly right away and you'll take a sabbatical to accompany me around looking for that traitor." Danish turned off the call without even hearing the answer from across, her heart quivering longing for the face that had always been the colored world belonging to soul and body.

Soekarno - Hatta international airport. At noon, Danish with the appearance as it is without carrying anything other than a mobile phone and wallet can directly get tickets and needs through the connection. All is easy when it comes to names and money. The proverb is real.

Flights to London that bring a glimmer of hope. One piece of news was enough to get a chance to reclaim hers back. All is fair in war or love. Moreover, his status was still that of Shena's husband, hence any laws could not deter him.

Indeed, when the heart is dominated by hope, it is precisely humans forget patience. One step taken and as if connected to the heart of the enemy. Where Fatih immediately decided to return to Indonesia with VIP class tickets that were deliberately booked for the convenience of his small family.

The world can play the stage, but destiny will always be as the decree has been outlined. Time is like a mirror that reflects light from the darkness, like a meeting, then there will be separation. But the decisive time is God.

One side of the Danish entered the gate lobby to begin his new journey, while on the other side Fatih was still trying to persuade Shena to return to Indonesia. The complexity and tension are increasingly felt, let alone the reality that exists turns faint into falsehood. Not an illusion, but the game of selfish-hearted humans.