
“Which carbon?” ask Billar to William who is gathering with other employees.
“Out, buy snacks.” William plucked the melon that had been cut in front of him.
After a short conversation with Reina, Billar walked into the studio to see his employees taking a break. He went into Arfan's room and intended to tune a song from youtube, while waiting for the man to return from his shopping spree.
As soon as Billar sat on Arfan's bench, for a moment his body pegged. His gaze was fixed on the sheet of paper that was inside the slightly open drawer, but it was quite successful for him to read what paper it was. Since when did Arfan rent a villa in the Bogor area.
In the next instant, Billar heard the approaching footsteps, and Billar turned his face back to the monitor. He typed a song, until finally Arfan opened the door and seemed to jerk.
“Since when are you here?” todong Arfan as he approached Billar.
“Barusan.” A song was also played. Billar got up and moved to the chair that was in front of this table. “How have you heard from Mr Jo?”
“By yet Bi, maybe three daily, just calm Mr. Jo already will definitely give.” Arfan sat down and unfolded his snacks at the table. “Nih, you want to? There's Cilor, there's melon, and one boba. But this is for me, if you want to buy it yourself.”
“Continue to mean ngebeberin gini what?” ask Billar.
“Let you know and not origin nyomot later,” reply Arfan directly devoured one handle cilor.
“But! Btw, since when do you rent a villa in Bogor?” Billar snatched a cilor in front of him, no matter Arfan glared at him.
Arfan frowned. “Tau from where, haven't I told you?”
“Lo drawer is slightly open, I accidentally read,” timpal Billar plain.
“Hubility lo!”
“Mistakenly not tightly closed!” singal Billar's.
“Gue want a vacation to Bogor tomorrow or maybe the day after, the same my friends,” explained Arfan now his hand is plucking pieces of melon.
“Terus?”
“I was going to leave yesterday, but it is impossible, after all, your condition is like this. Time Yes I stayin.” Arfan sipped his bob drink. “Perhaps, I went there at the end of aja, anyway important it still me vacation right?”
“Kalo you want a vacation yes just a vacation, do not be pretentious to think of me. There is William too,” Billar said while leaning his body. “How many days?”
“Sunday.”
“Crazy, so long!” Billar.
“Heh! I have never asked for a holiday in three months!” sewot Arfan's.
Billar chuckled softly. “Yes already, besides the studio again there is no event with the agency or company that works together right?”
“Not there, I want a vacation. After all, Jakarta Bogor deket also.”
“Ter-se-rah!”
“Yes I've had a month's vacation,” challenge Arfan.
Billar. “Auto open recruitment!”
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It was dark, stuffy, and didn't know where it was now. Lesti really never imagined this would happen to her. Waking up in a daze, in a room that is as spacious as the room in the apartment. Even the cool air is able to puncture small pores of his skin.
It had been almost two days that Lesti had been imprisoned in this room, there was a sense of gratitude and fear that was fighting in his mind. Thankfully, all this time Lesti was treated well, even the masked figure had never touched him. He only came to bring food at all times, and some clothes without a word. The last time Lesti heard her voice in the first place, she threatened him if he intended to run away.
Fear, what if the good treatment is only sweeteners. The rest he had set up a series of grooves to commit evil acts to him. Like in movies or news about kidnappings that lead to murder.
While here, Lesti thought hard to be able to run. But his courage was greatly outdone by his fear.
And Billar—his husband—is he okay? Is he worried about me? Or more worried about Amanda's case? Lesti doesn't know. Remembering the name Amanda said when her husband fell asleep, the woman not only took the body of Billar, even took him from the dreamland.
Clamps!
Lesti was speechless staring at the green expanse behind the window. It is exactly the story of Rapunzel who is trapped in the middle tower of the forest. And the masked figure was a witch who was disguised as a good person, and Lesti should have expected a prince to come free her. But, I don't know if the thought is really empty.
“Lo no need to ngarepin Billar come here! You know he still loves Amanda, he's really ambitious with Amanda. Maybe now he is being thankful that you are missing!” After many hours, Lesti finally heard the figure speak.
Lesti's chest seemed slashed when the sentence danced in his ear. No tears poked, making a gleam of wound there.
“You shouldn't trust a guy who has just been left by his girlfriend for a few months. And it ends up like this.” The figure serves a plate of breakfast. “Lo eat first, expect Billar come here also need energy.”
“Who are you really?” asked Lesti with a shiver in her voice.
“Gue? I'm just a small part of the plan that has happened. Damaging the cable, then carrying Amanda's body next to your husband while in Bali. Although in the end it failed as well, but at least my payment remains in transfer.”
Lesti bought, then got up and twisted his body staring at the masked man. “Why do you do this, huh?”
“That's everything to me, so you don't have to fight or try to get out of here! Not until my contract is complete!”
“Lantas who desecrated Amanda?” Lesti grumbling.
“Which is definitely not me, but the person behind your kidnapping. If your husband is not complicated by his ex, this will not happen! Yes, but as I said before, Billar has not been able to move on from Amanda,” he explained calmly.
“Amanda wasn't a suicide but was killed, right? And the killer is the same person as all this?” Lesti is getting excited, not believing that he will be involved in a terrible case like this.
He clapped his hands, laughing. “Pinter! Yeah, that's right! Amanda was killed slowly.”
Lesti's cry broke out, not expecting that person to go far like this. “Why he could do that, he's already killed two lives, you understand, two lives!”
He chuckles. “Lo knows, all because of your husband. If he doesn't overdo it, you won't be kidnapped, and Amanda will survive.”
“Crazy psychopathic basis!” racau Lesti's.
“Already, stop getting angry. Maybe you're the next victim of that crazy psychopath, happy eating!” He passed, and re-locked this room.
Lesti's body suddenly suffocated, his chest really felt very painful hearing the fact that had just been revealed. Billar's right, if Amanda didn't kill herself but was murdered. Lesti hopes Billar will continue his investigation, yes, Lesti would rather Billar do that than save him. Amanda has to get justice, she doesn't deserve the depraved treatment of that crazy psychopath.
Lesti hugged his knee. Her body trembled violently, once again Lesti never imagined that her life would be caught in such a complicated conflict.
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