ILLUSIANA (CONTRACT MARRIAGE)

CHAPTER 57

Tiii... Tyingg....Tiiig. 

Lusi's phone rang loudly. Ferdian who was mounting his tie in front of a large mirror on the walk in closet very clearly heard it. He looked at the bathroom door for a moment. He's sure Lucia's still in there.

The approach of Lusi's phone lying on the bed that still sounds accompanied by vibrations.

A photo of Dio smiling and his name clearly on the screen. Ferdian's heart immediately rumbled. Then he grabbed the phone with anxiety, then shifted the green emblem to receive the call.

“Do not call my wife. Or do I want to hit again?” greet Ferdian with a furious tone.

“Oooh, Hello Boss. Can I talk to Lusi?“ dio's voice was on the other end of the phone.

“Can't!“ ferdian answered quickly and then turned off his phone.

Tiii....Tiii....Tiii...

Back Dio's name and face appeared on the screen of the phone that was still in his grasp.

“You have ears or not!” snapped Ferdian again.

“I want to talk to Lusi. Just moment. I miss him" replied Dio casually.

“Hah? The kangen? You're looking to die like a wife of someone!” hardik Ferdian half yelled.

“I don't want to die, I want to find Susi. Where's dia? I want to talk?” Still casually Dio replied. This time with a softness. Ferdian's heart grew hotter and smoldering to hear it.

“Strong with your guts too huh? When will we meet again, huh! You set the time and place.” challenge Ferdian.

“I don't want to see you, I want to meet Lusi. You have no ears anyway?” Reply Dio lightly provoked a sense of anger in Ferdian's heart.

“Okay, I'll find you!" gertak Ferdian. Then disconnect it and immediately turn off Lusi's phone.

“Morning breaks people's mood, sial4n!” umpat Ferdian throws Lusi's cell phone into bed.

Lusi came out wearing his bath pajamas. Her plain face looked very fresh with wet hair dangling on the right left of her shoulders.

“You don't have to go to college today,” Ferdian's orders while fixing his still imperfect tie.

“I'm well, Mas.” Lusi answered gently while drying her hair with a small towel.

“Do not first!” Half-stomping Ferdian stared intently at Luci as he turned to his waist.

Lusi was surprised to see Ferdian's different attitude this morning.

“OK...” replied Lusi lazily. Then continue the activity of drying the hair.

Geck...Geck...Geck...

The door is knocked from the outside. Ferdian approached and opened it quickly.

It looks like Ma'am Ira with a crisp face standing in front of him carrying a large tray containing breakfast for the occupants of the room.

“Bring to the balcony aja Mbak,“ Ferdian's command standing next to the door.

“Good, Boss.” Ma'am Ira went straight to the balcony of the room and put the luggage on the table.

“Aduuuh, Non Lusi really seger deh abis wet bath so," teased Mbak Ira on Susi who sat on the edge of the bed still in her towel pajamas. Lusi just smiled sweetly in response.

“Udah, out spiel. Just whiny!" push Ferdian open the door wide for Mbak Ira who is still staring at Lusi.

Ferdian looked even cooler with his white shirt and brown tie. Her hair was as dry as ever. The distinctive fragrance of woody very masculine spread from his body and encompassed the entire room.

He pulled Lusi's hand towards the balcony for breakfast together. Then stand up in his chair. Followed by Lusi who sat opposite him.

“Lusi, I've reported your stepmother to the police.”

Susi who was sipping her chocolate milk gasped and turned to Ferdian.

“But he's gone, now the police are looking for him. You don't leave the house in the meantime. Even if it comes out must be the same as me, okay.“

Lucia nodded worriedly. He knew his stepmother was capable of reckless behavior. Especially on him. He remembered that while still living together, his stepmother did not hesitate to hit Lusi with hard objects around him. And the former is not necessarily lost in a matter of days.

“And one more. You need to block Dio's name from your phone. I don't want him to contact you anymore.”

Lusi raised his eyebrows confused.

“Why? Don't want?“ asked Ferdian while looking at him sharply.

“OK...” replied Lusi resigned. Then continue to sip her milk.

Ferdian devoured his breakfast quickly. And sip the water for a while. He was hunting for time to get to his office because today there was a lot of work to be done.

****

Ms. Merry sat on the bench of a food stall that still looked empty. Face lowered. She was wearing a maroon red veil covering her head and half her face. Only his eyes were still visible. 

He grew more frightened after reading the incoming message from his daughter, Priska. "Ma, there's a cop looking for Mama. Don't go home yet."

Her eyes were darting behind her veil afraid that someone would recognize her. He was confused, not yet sure where else he intended to hide.

Johan.

Suddenly he remembered the name.

Yep. Johan would have helped me. The apartment was big and very private, he thought later.

Soon he left the place and then looked for motorbike taxi online from the application on his phone.

Shortly waiting, the online object he ordered came right in front of him.

“Quick the road, Sir,“ tell him after placing his seat on the back side of the driver.

The motor was speeding as ordered by Bu Merry. To the extent that Bu Merry hugged the driver's waist firmly.

Not half an hour drive Bu Merry arrived in front of the Candra Kirana Mansion Apartment building. The exclusive apartment he once entered to meet Johan.

He watched for a moment the very tall building before him. Then rushed into her lobby which looked very beautiful and elegant. A Doorman opened the door for her and nodded respectfully.

“Excuse me, I'm going to the twenty-fifth floor. Want to meet with Johan Saputra,“ greet Bu Merry at the reception of a woman who looks very graceful standing in front of him.

“I'll check you soon, Mom. Please wait a moment," said the beautiful receptionist politely. Then his hands were busy looking for the name Johan Saputra on the apartment dwellers list in his computer.

Merry's mother waited patiently. Because he felt sure he would soon meet Johan.

“Sorry, Mother, there is no name Mr. Johan Saputra who inhabits this apartment,” replied the beautiful receptionist politely.

Ms. Merry scrunched her forehead which was already wrinkled.

“Try searching once again, Ma'am. I was here a few weeks ago. To the twenty-fifth floor.”

“Good, briefly I check back yes, Mother.”

Ms. Merry waited anxiously. Several times he fixed his sagging veil.

“Please excuse me, Mom. There is no such thing as Johan Saputra. Maybe I got the apartment wrong," tell the receptionist again.

“Maybe I was wrong, Mba. I've been here. Security was taken to the twenty-fifth floor. It belongs to my family, Ma'am, his name is Johan Saputra.“ Merry insisted on his opinion.

“Sorry Mother, on the twenty-fifth floor there are only two units of Penthouse VVIP. And both are not on behalf of Johan Saputra.”

“What's their name, Mbak?“

“Sorry Mom, we can not tell because the resident data here is confidential (*confidential). Definitely not on behalf of Johan Saputra.”

“Hah? So, Johan Saputra doesn't live here?“ merry asked with teary eyes.

“Betul, Mother.”

“Huuaa....Huaaa....Huuua....Johaaan!" Ms. Merry roared crouching on the floor. The sound of his roar echoed throughout the majestic and quiet room. Making the people who were relaxing in the lobby spontaneously turn to him.

Two security men rushed over and pulled Bu Merry's hand out of the room.

“Sorry, Mom. Please go.” said one of the security after bringing Bu Merry to the parking lot.

The middle-aged woman was walking unsteadily down the pavement with sweat pouring down her clothes.

He recalled his meeting with Johan at the luxury apartment earlier. Even they had time to make out and combine the promise to run the investment along with the lure of doubled profits.

My God, all my certificates he's got. Ms. Merry recalled the securities and proofs of ownership of property assets belonging to her late husband which she handed over entirely to Johan. And now Johan is gone.

“Huuaaa....Huaaa....You fraud Johan...! Finish me off now. You're a piece of shit, Johan! Huaaaaaa..” Ms. Merry again cried roaring on the sidewalk of the Road.

Both of his legs were jolted to the ground. The people who passed by there looked at him with astonished looks.

“Heh, crazy person! Go there! Not here, later my trading will not sell. Annoying aja!” A grocer threw him away violently.

Merry got up and walked back down the sidewalk. He was confused not to know where to hide anymore. Now he was just following his shaky footsteps.

Lusi, he remembered that stepson of his. In his heart there was a sense of regret for having done dzolim to the girl all this time. Perhaps this was the reward he had to receive for his actions.

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