Moon In Hugs

Moon In Hugs
Chapter 245



Amy Aurora is seen sitting on a chair. On the round table in front of him were two empty glasses. There was an expensive bottle of wine next to the two glasses.


Amy Aurora simply answered Aditya's astonishment with the question, “How are you, Dit?”


“You why can it be here?” Aditya muttered short, then sat down without waiting to be welcomed first by Amy Aurora.


Without even wondering, Aditya now arranges his own thoughts. That this woman must be working with the Nameless Teacher right now. But how do they know? When it comes to Amy Aurora being a secret agent or a spy, she's known a long time ago.


But, Aditya instead asked, “Aren't you tired of all this?”


“Of course bored. Who doesn't get tired of living under siege all the time? I don't believe I'm here to see you again either, Dit,” Amy said in a calm voice.


He then smiled at Aditya and invited the young man to bring his glass closer to the bottle he was now lifting.


“Let's have a drink for a minute. There is still time until later at 2 am,” said the woman.


Aditya doesn't talk anymore, except to keep looking at Amy Aurora who somehow now looks so different. Now he looks a little bit thinner. And her beautiful face was struck by the moonlight, making the woman who was fairly tall for the size of the local person look quite mysterious.


“Any,” says Aditya. “Now I feel you are really mysterious.”


“If you want to know why I'm here, you better not ask Rahman Sugandi. I'm afraid he's offended or something. It was both our business in the past. A change I have to keep,” Amy said.


Aditya suddenly laughed, imagining Rahman Sugandi's face the last time they parted first. He was also very curious how now looks a man who is currently not yet how old is it?


Aditya himself was never sure the age of the Nameless Teacher was indeed 50 years old. But certainly old enough, even though it looks not too weak or sickly.


“I myself am also in front of you right now because of a promise, Amy,” Aditya said after his thoughts about Rahman Sugandi turned to his personal life that never really calmed down.


“Yes, I know you're getting married. But this situation is urgent. You haven't heard from our teacher? Let's just call Rahman Sugandi as ‘guru kita’ only since now,” said Amy.


“But! I don't even know what to do and where to go to help him.”


Amy Aurora soon explains that all this is related to a national treasure in the form of rare and valuable objects belonging to the museum, which if traded on the black market, if sold on the black market, it will bring huge profits to whoever the thief is.


“So, we have to catch the thief? What slippery is he up to the country, and I don't know who told our Master that, should ask for help from people like us?”


“Oh, no, Dit. My story is not finished,” Amy said. “We are not hunting a thief. They have actually locked the thief in one of the hidden prisons.”


Aditya guessed that the prison in question might be the prison where he was assigned to trick Old Leo. If so, this is tantamount to a life-staking mission. What's he got to do?


“To be honest I hate having to go again from Frita and my Uncle. But I feel relieved to have forbidden the police to tell me where I went earlier,” Aditya said.


Amy Aurora just looked at him with a smile.


“Continue, what should we do?” exchange Aditya with a look that now looks enthusiastic.


“Perfect! A promise in the past with the man who helped me a lot back then, now brings me back to being a fake inmate, and let me guess. Life must be a bet, right?”


“Can be yes, can also not. Your job is to persuade the thief called Rai Demon. To tell where the last thing he stole was. He never wanted to say it. Remember, Dit. Rai Demon was not an arbitrary person. Since he was first arrested, he has been silent and only his lawyer has spoken.”


Aditya could already guess how difficult this task was. But that's what he had to do. Amy Aurora says Aditya must be able to persuade Rai, influence him, so that the last stolen item can be saved.


“What is the important thing?”


“Not an antique as you imagined possible. But state documents. A military document that if leaked to the world, our country is vulnerable to attack by anyone,” said Amy Aurora who no longer looks relaxed.


“Somehow our Master got this kind of business,” grumbled Aditya was not happy to have to face such a heavy mission once again.


“Heard he knew the Minister of Defense. Thanks to the help of our teacher, the Rai Demon was captured. You know, Rahman Sugandi is very respected and known among antique businessmen. Thieves like him, easy to trace, if our teacher wants it.”


After chatting for a few more minutes, a phone came in. Amy then stood up from the chair, went down to the first floor of the closed bakery, and met someone. Aditya came down also following him down.


“We left early, Dit. You ready?” ask the girl.


“Since when have I ever said ‘not ready’?” aditya hatch.


They immediately hitchhiked an obsolete sedan. The sedan was driven by a man who didn't seem to know how to smile. He did not say hello to Aditya even though this man tried to smile at the driver.


Along the way, Aditya knew he would be invited to meet with the Teacher Without a Name, before this morning he was also escorted to a special prison that was heavily guarded by the military.


“Have you met Rahman Sugandi? Uh, I forgot. How did you guys meet? When separated?”


“The story is very long, Dit. I could have made the story a novel if I wanted to, but for what? I don't really like our teacher that much.”


“Isn't he good?” aditya hatch.


“Ya, it's good. But at some point I was upset by the actions of our teacher. Well, as you have to live right now.”


Aditya just nodded. After all, they still respected the Nameless Master. Amy Aurora also suffered the same fate in the past. He got to know Rahman Sugandi thanks to his help.


The driver looked back about an hour later, saying that in twelve minutes they had arrived at Rahman Sugandi's secret house.


“I'm really curious what she is like now?” aditya Gumam.


“I'm the same,” says Amy.


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