
Sugi who was still in a confused state sat back on the chair earlier after Bu Riri left.
"She looks different, did my eyes look wrong?? She's very pretty. The wind that blew fiercely blew his long, glittering black hair. Her eyes were big, her nose was sharp, her lips were full, I could see all of that clearly" "Don't miss Riri wearing a mask to cover her beauty, ck! hehehe I was overdoing it" Sugi shook his head as he stroked his back neck with an amused smile.
"But after all these years, this is the first time that my feelings have been moved back by a woman. Ever since he opened his mask in front of me, I was so stunned by what I saw. Then when he enjoyed this salmon steak, even though he didn't say anything I could feel he enjoyed it a lot. From the way he closed his eyes several times while chewing, as well as a faint smile on the corner of his lips. Then his eyes suddenly glazed over and he sighed a few times. I stole a glance at him many times, I was afraid he felt uncomfortable I noticed. Seeing such a scene my heart suddenly shook"
"I rarely misjudge someone, this time I'm sure Miss Riri is not a random woman. Several times I noticed the way she walked, talked and sat always looking graceful. Even though he may not realize it at all. The way he ate earlier also impressed the woman who was raised from the family to be, very elegant. One more thing I feel he's very alert. Although her body is tiny but she is very strong, my hand was almost twisted by her or she could have slammed me easily. Truly an amazing woman, who exactly is Miss Riri?? I have to find out" Sugi was immersed in his own thoughts.
A moment later he raised his right hand, Mr. Doni who had noticed Sugi from a distance with a hasty step closer towards him. "Well sir" said Mr. Doni later
"Sir, look for background information on Ms. Riri's life. I want everything, whatever you can get. As usual sir" Sugi whispered towards pak Doni.
"I understand sir"
"I go home first, my own car. Tomorrow morning you don't have to go home, just come straight here"
"Good sir" Mr. Doni left Sugi who was preparing to go home.
Mr. Doni headed to a rather quiet place to contact his informant. Mr. Doni is used to finding any information that Sugi needs. Pak Wijaya's family has some reliable informants and serves his family for generations. Finding information about anything is usually not too difficult for families as rich as the Wijaya family.
"I'll wait as soon as possible" he said, then hung up the phone.
"Possibly Mr. Sugi likes Bu Riri, good means Mr. Sugi has continued his life well after living married by Bu Mita. It is better for Mr. Sugi to have a lover as soon as he becomes more busy later after the inauguration of the new Headquarters Director" Mr. Doni muttered to himself when he returned to Restaurant.
The silence in a spacious and magnificent house was disturbed tonight, everyone inside was tense-faced, including the servants who were doing their duty.
"PRANG!!!!" The sound of a ceramic teapot slammed into the marble floor in the living room. The still hot tea looks steaming spilled to and fro. Mr. Brata stood with clenched hands. His face was flushed looking around.
"YOU ARE REALLY USELESS!!!! GODDAMN IT!!!" Shouted mr. Brata.
Five men of large bodies, with jet black porters standing down in front of Mr. Brata who was looking angry.
"WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING ALL THIS TIME??!! MASA' LOOKING FOR ONE GIRL IS NOT BECUSS!!!, NANANG!!! HERE YOU!!!
Mr. Brata's voice boomed, his eyes bulged, his chest rose and fell with anger.
"You are responsible for this search. This is your last chance. If you fail again you and your friends will make me miserable for life!!" Said Mr. Brata then with a hand pointing towards Nanang.
"B.b.a good Mr. Brata, I understand" Nanang could only bow to hear this threat. He remembered once, his best friend Pino and his men who failed a few years ago simply vanished without a trace. He was afraid of the same fate as them.
He was reluctant to work with Mr. Brata but what debt power left by his parents caused him to do anything including being a criminal like this as long as the debt was paid off.
"According to the information I heard the boy was now in this area, Mr. Brata's hand pointed to one region on the map he was holding"
Nanang noticed which region was designated by Mr. Brata.
"Take the boy home alive" said Mr. Brata with a cruel glint. "Quickly!!" Brata then turned his body and went inside, followed by his personal assistant Mr. Hadi.
"Well Mr. Brata" Sahut Nanang then left the house with his men.
Mr. Brata walked into his study and immediately sat down uneasily. His fingers tapped on the table repeatedly. "The child must be found" he said to his assistant who was waiting quietly behind him.
"True sir, the shareholders' meeting will be held in a few weeks. Hopefully before that time comes the original heir certificate we can find" replied Hadi
"Bangsatt!!!! Without that letter I can't do much in this company Hadi!!" He said annoyed while hitting the table in front of him.
"Why even after he died I still can't have full power over this company!!! WHY???!!!" Mr. Brata continued, his hand threw all the objects on the table violently, causing a noise.
"Prophe sir, once Tari is found the father will succeed in mastering everything sir. I am sure as soon as possible" said Hadi trying to calm Mr. Brata whose anger began to get out of control.
Finally he sat in silence, his hand holding his forehead while closed.
Ms. Brata appeared at the door with a worried look on her face, "Darling you're okay?" Ms. Brata approached her husband who was not flinching at all and stroked his back. "father why!?" Said Bu Brata again while looking at Hadi.
"Mr is angry ma'am, because until now Dari has not been found" replied Hadi carefully
"Based on that son of a bitch it's always troublesome, don't know thank you!!!. After his parents died it was in vain we were kind to look after him" Grutu bu Brata with an annoyed face.
Mr. Brata turned to his wife "already ma'am, let's just rest. Tomorrow there is still a lot of business to be done" Invite Mr. Brata while rising from his seat and holding his wife's hand out of his study.