KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)
Eps. 85



In a cafe.


“How, does everything we do get a good response?” Ask Naginisa over the phone.


“Temper Nagin. Everything we do is in line with expectations. Public opinion has responded. Some of my yutub channels were flooded with comments and also increased my number of subscribers. Even our news has been viral throughout social media.” Obviously the other person is Naginisa.


“Good, good. But I want to be more bombastic. I want my fishing to hit. Because my real target isn't that Kroco Nabila.” Naginisa.


“Hey, that is not my bussines Nagin, that's your business. I'm just a social media activist. I can't be more than this.”


“Ah yes right. But do you have any advice?”


“Eeeemmm, maybe you can create a demo of the anti-Nabila community, or something that shows people's hatred for Nabila. We will spread our media friends to cover it. I think it can add a little taste as you want.”


“True too. You have an acquaintance of someone I can contact?”


“It looks like there are some people who have mass who can contact. But their fare is expensive, one time their minimal activity rates a hundred millions. But I'm sure it can, because they used to work fast. Their ideas to create something like you imagine you will get from them quickly.”


“Really? You send their numbers. I want tomorrow everything can be executed by them.”


“OK, soon I'll send their numbers.”


Naginisa hung up the phone while smiling meaningfully.


“Come on Bram, show me your action. I'm really looking forward to seeing you and your wives fret and fidget. Especially that Josephira. Hahahahaha.” Naginisa herself.


Back to XX hotel.


“Uh, where am I?” Tanya Nabila shortly after she regained consciousness from her stupor.


“Ah thank goodness mama is conscious.” Say Diva on the right side of Nabila.


Nabila is now lying in a mattress. He had fainted because he could not control the anxiety of his heart.


“Where is Diva?”


“Still at the hotel XX mah. It's just that om Rendi originally told his servant to open the nearest empty room from where we were.” Obviously Diva.


“Oh..”


“Tadi om Rendi was very panicked when she saw that she suddenly collapsed. So Rendi told a servant to open the nearest empty room. After the mother was transferred here, Om Rendi also called a doctor to examine the mother. Thank God, said doter mamah only stress.”


“Ah thank goodness you have awakened Nab. I was panicked to see you suddenly faint.” The sound of Rendi.


Nabila and Diva immediately turned their heads to the origin of the voice and saw Rendi walking closer.


“You feel better now?” Ask Rendi after being near Diva and Nabila.


Nabila just nodded his head. Although he actually still felt a little dizzy. But he felt disinclined at Rendi.


“I want to go back to my room. And I also want to go home soon.” Pinta Nabila's.


“Eee... You better stay one more day here. You calm your mind first.”


“But Ren, I..”.


“Already Nab. I forced you to stay here. And I'm going out now, so you have your own privacy with your daughter here.” Cut the Joints again. Then he turned his body and said without looking again. “See you tomorrow, I hope you get better soon.”


Rendi stepped towards the door and exited the room.


Nabila is still weak and also confused about what else to do.


Diva went to get a glass of water and gave it to Nabila.


Nabila received his daughter's gift and drank it a little.


“Im sorry mommy yes son.” Nabila lirih.


“Sorry why mah?”


“Because of mama's mistake first, you will probably get the scorn of the community.”


“Mah, everything has become the path we choose together. I became like this also because of my upbringing and guidance, and I am very grateful that I was raised mom and mom very well. So Diva thinks there's nothing to forgive mah.”


“But..”.


“Mah, all this destiny we can't refuse.”


“True, you're right Diva.”


“Have a break now. Don't think too much, we just go with mah. As we always do.”


“You mean, we just let go of all this as already?”


“Mamah chose we let go of all that is gossip. I ngikut. Mamah chose to be honest with the public, I will also come along. What is important to me is that Mamah Nabila is healthy, Minah's mother is healthy, I'm very grateful.”


Meanwhile Johan is receiving a call from Bram.


“Johan, you'll take Bethoven to London in two days. I don't want my only son hanging out with those sneaky con men. And also you take care of the immediate revocation of the business capital that Josephira planted in the business with him with Nabila.” Bram's Word.


“But sir, I'm sure it will make young master heartbroken. Whereas soon the young master will face the national examination of master's graduation, I fear it will affect the final values of mr.” Johan replied, giving Bram input. “If the problem revokes that capital, I will do it as soon as sir.” Johan again.


“You were right about Bethoven's problem. But I hate fraudsters so much! I don't want my son to grow up and become a con man like them one day. That's why I've taken so much effort to take care of all the needs of Bethoven's school move here. You just do my orders. Tomorrow morning I'll call him directly on the grounds that Josephira needs him here.”


“Alright sir. I will carry out the decision, sir. I hope this becomes the best for all of us.” Reply Johan.


“I hope so too Johan. Yes, I'm sure my son will be strong and not crybaby and fall just because of love problems.”


“True sir.” Johan replied, saying goodbye and hung up.


\===o0o===


Bethoven was alone in a cafe. Actually in recent days he has not found a Diva. They only occasionally contact through voice messages or occasional video calls. Bethoven was preparing for the band he had hired to make a single song. But the news of the day spread almost all over social media and television gossip programs, which presented valid evidence about the true relationship of Diva and Nabila, made him confused what to do. Because from last day until tonight, Bethoven had not been able to contact Diva.


“Where are you Diva? Is that all right? If it's true why did you and Aunt Nabila never tell me? What do you really think of me as?” Ask Bethoven in his solitude.


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