Lay With The Devil's

CCTV

Jaka showed me the room Sarah was going to occupy. The woman still rigidly followed Jaka's steps wherever the man went.

"The apartment is not so broad. It consists of only two bedrooms, a living room, a living room, a kitchen and a balcony that leads east".

Jaka was already in the kitchen and poured a cup of moccachino then gave it to Sarah.

"Good" answered Sarah briefly. He didn't know what to react to. He just wants to sleep tonight.

"I explained just in case, maybe you want to buy one of the apartments in this building. This place belongs to my brother", stupidly me... Explain like this for what? Invite him to stay home?? Jaka.

Sarah was stiff, then pulled Jaka's hand.

"Is there really anything to sell? How many installments??", asked the woman so enthusiastically.

Jaka was a little surprised. Because he was only joking when he offered it.

This woman is serious...

"I'll ask you again. I don't know because, this one I bought cash.", Jaka saw the change in the expression of the woman's face.

"Oh"

"Oh, here's my house key. I think you quite understand the operation...",

"This... What does that mean? Where are you going?" asked Sarah confused while receiving the magic card.

"Hey lady, you think I'll sleep here too? Isn't it a bit dangerous, huh?",

Sarah painfully swallowed the saliva.

"That's it... I will visit Mr. Ibrahim. All of you meet Kirana, maybe there is an empty apartment.", explained Jaka.

He then finished his moccachino and walked away leaving Sarah still confused.

"..."

"Lock the door when I'm gone" Jaka added. He was followed by Sarah's footsteps.

Sarah locked the door. He still could not believe what he was going through.

Okay first of all I have to make sure that the main door is locked, Sarah made sure. He then returned to the kitchen and finished the moccachino that Jaka poured.

Sarah then washed the two glasses they had used. He will just return to the room provided by Jaka, that's when someone pressed the bell.

Hmmm, maybe something is left behind... Sarah guessed. Half-run he came to the door. The small screen next to the door showed someone he knew very well.

After the door opened, the two of them were both shocked.

"you? Where is Mr Jaka?", asked Paul, carrying a brown envelope in his hand.

"Eemmm... Mr Samsul know Mr Jaka?",

"I used to work with Mr. Jaka. I just want to deliver the file he asked for... Excuse me." Paul explained, saying goodbye from Sarah.

Sarah didn't want to stay outside either. It doesn't feel good if more people see him in a man's house who isn't who he is.

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Jaka massaged his head. He still has not decided where to spend the night. At his parents' house or at the hotel.

He observed his tablet screen displaying his apartment's CCTV. He could not let the woman go free in his house. But he still keeps reasonable limits. He did not plan to peek at the CCTV in his bedroom.

"Dam... I forgot my promise with her", Jaka immediately grabbed her phone and contacted Paul who was already walking towards the elevator.

📞I'm near the bus stop. Just drop it here..

📞What??

📞Ya... later I tell you

Jaka put down his phone and refocused on his tablet.

Uhuuk!!

Jaka chokes. He saw Sarah staring at the CCTV in the kitchen. His heart almost fell. Apparently the woman realized that there was CCTV in the house she was riding in.

The woman ignored him. He then opened the fridge and picked up a bottle of cold mineral water that was still sealed.

Shortly after, he saw the woman receiving a call from someone. After she finished talking, Sarah was seen massaging her forehead. He then threw an almost empty bottle of mineral water on the floor. It seems like he is very angry.

Jaka was quite worried that the woman had destroyed his house. He then called his own home number.

📞Ha..hello?

📞Are you okay?

📞Who is this?

📞Jaka

📞You're observing me?

📞You are a stranger. Can't I watch my own house?

📞Oh... You better just come home. I gotta go. Pleases...

Sarah's voice clearly sounded not too happy.

Jaka hangs up the phone and then someone knocks on the windshield of his car.

That man Paul. After the keys were unlocked, Paul walked in and sat down at the wheel.

"God... It's been amazing progress, sir... He even stayed at your house...",

"Let's see, I found him asleep under a tree. Crazy, right... Looks like he ran away from home. He said there's a jerk in his house...",

"He told me a lot" explained Paul, who handed over the file that Jaka requested last night.

"They're pretty random. But we found a random money trail. Sometimes it comes from accounts in Jakarta, sometimes from Balikpapan, sometimes from Malaysia and the last from China. But there are some possibilities that make us believe that Sarah is a victim of blackmail.

The balance that had contained twenty million so, suddenly became zero rupiah just overnight. But then the balance returned to normal after two days.

"Do we have to interrogate him directly? The guy's in your house, right?"

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seriate....