Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

Who's He?

It was almost night, when the Grandfather arrived at Changi airport, Singapore.

He did not tell his two grandchildren, if he would follow them to this country, because he did not want them to know first, and asked why not just come with them.

The Grandfather wanted to give a surprise, if they were done with their business for work. So, for a while, the Grandfather would live in his own apartment. He did not live in his grandson Mr Ginting's mansion or a small house on the outskirts of the city, which was never known to all his family members. It has been his personal secret all along.

His man, his personal bodyguard, had asked the people in the country to provide them with a special car, which Grandpa used to wear, if he was in Singapore.

That person was also his confidant, who had been guarding his little house, along with the others.

Turns out, the car and driver were ready at the airport exit, to do their job. Waiting for the arrival of the Great Lord.

Grandpa got into the car as soon as the passenger door was opened by his bodyguard.

A very ordinary looking thing, for a Great Lord.

After all the ride, the Grandfather gave his orders, to go to the usual little house. He said that, he wanted to visit first, to the house that was on the edge of town. A house that only he and some of his confidants know. And all the secrets he had so far.

No one ever knew what was going on in that little house. In fact, for many years, the house that Grandpa bought, he visited and he financed, with some people living in that house as well.

The people were chosen and very obedient to his orders.

The driver just nodded in agreement with Grandpa's orders, which were clearly very different, with his appearance, facial features, if he was among his family and business partners.

Grandfather's face was cold, and there was no hospitality. He was impressed to be greatly feared, by the people, who were currently with him.

"Sir is okay to go there? There's Mr. Ginting and Mr. Surya here. What if they find out, sir?"

One of the bodyguards asked. He felt worried, if the two grandchildren of his Great Lord were to find out, about the small house and its contents as well. All will be revealed, if they, the grandchildren of the Great Lord, know the existence of the house.

"That's your job. And don't let them know. I won't forgive you, if it's exposed!"

The bodyguard nodded obediently. The cold and the sangar, very felt for now. No more talking after Grandpa said all that.

It was completely different from the usual Grandfather. Smile cheaply and friendly to everyone. Including with the servants and employees as well, both at home and in the office.

The car is still running at normal speed, heading towards the main road and turning on one of the roads leading to the suburban area. The car looks striking, among the cars driving on the same road.

Areas where there are many house buildings lined up with various types of building models. Just like housing, which is usually inhabited by employees, society in general, and lower middle-class business people.

Not the same as Mr. Ginting's minister, his granddaughter, or his extended family, who were in an elite area, with grand and grand buildings. He's not just anyone can have either. This was because it was extremely expensive, and impossible to afford by ordinary people. Only millionaires and high-class people can afford it.

That is why, the area where Mr. Ginting lived seemed quiet, but also very crowded, because of the busyness of those who live in the area, with their various activities.

And it turns out, the boutique that Mr. Ginting opened in the area where he lived, and indeed used as a yard land in his mansion, remains crowded and sold, because it is managed by its employees, because it is managed by its employees, they have loyalty and professional too.

The Grandfather suddenly asked the driver, who was driving, for the purpose that the Grandfather had asked for.

"Good Sir. But he remained silent and did not want to talk anything. Just like always. There's no change. But, a few days ago he had a fever."

The Grandfather nodded while looking towards the roadside, through the car window.

"Is it okay now, is it healed?" ask Grandpa quickly. There was a worried tone from his voice.

"Already Sir. The waiter who took care of him, did work well," replied the driver quickly. Afraid that the Great Lord will be angry.

"I don't think he remembers anything." The Grandfather said his own thoughts, after a moment of silence.

I don't know who they're talking about right now. Only they know what and who they mean.

"How is there any news of that man?" ask Grandpa again, before the driver and the others respond.

"Nobody knows sir. But, yesterday, when there was news on social media that I followed, there was news that took pictures in the island area, which is in Indonesia. But I'm not sure if it's him. Just stature and look alike. I can't be sure if it's him."

The answer given by the driver made Grandpa frown. He was thinking, it could be that the person he was referring to had died a long time ago, and what the driver saw was just similar.

Grandfather expected what he was thinking right now to be true. And he can freely live out his old days, with all the secrets that stay safe and no one knows about any of it. Secrets that he never wanted, to be known by others, other than those who already know, and so his trust people only.

"You try to find the news, and make sure it's really not him. I don't want him to come out of hiding and make news that could shake the world. I don't want it until it happens."

The driver just nodded. He did not want to argue or comment on anything, with what his Great Lord said.

Secrets are well-kept, and no one ever suspected, of Grandpa's past.

The past, dark and unclear.

The past, which he never wanted either.

The past, which he could not just forget.

The past, which no one wants to know, either for others or for his own family.

I don't know what Grandpa's really hiding. Only he and a few people know. In fact, he himself did not want to remember it either.

The past, which Grandfather had never thought of himself, that he had been in it as the main character.

Really, no one would have ever thought, if all of that had been done by Grandpa. Things that could never be imagined, thought and felt by anyone, for a person as great and as important as Grandpa. People are known as successful entrepreneurs and can give a lot of good to the people who work with him.