
Aditya slept in Frita's private house that night. Frita lives there by herself. It was no more one of the houses that Frita deliberately bought for investment in the future. And he rarely occupies it.
“I've been exhausted lately. So often sleep in this house,” said Frita when the car entered the garage door.
“Self?” ask Aditya.
“Iya.”
“There is a ghost, no?” aditya Goda.
“You do not mess around, Mas,” ketus Frita who does not want his mood damaged by ghost stories that make him creep in fear.
Aditya just laughed short.
They slept in separate rooms. Frita gives Aditya new pillows and blankets before the man even cleans himself in the bathroom.
“You want to go straight to bed?” Aditya.
“Yes, Mas. So tired anyway.”
Finally Aditya let Frita rest. He sat alone in the guest room. His new pillow and blanket still smelled fragrant, relaxing him. He remembered his uncle in the village. He planned to call his uncle. Maybe Aditya will also return to the village before the wedding he and Frita will take place.
But the night was too late.
“Deri must have slept too,” murmured. “Ya done it, better just sleep.”
Aditya tried to close his eyes. He still can't sleep. He tried to read the book he found in the living room. Still can't sleep.
After trying to close his eyes for a long time, Aditya finally fell asleep.
***
Aditya is awakened by Frita who already looks beautiful the next morning. The girl wore a thin nightgown, making her smooth skin clear under the morning sun.
For a moment Aditya thought they were married. After being completely conscious, he knew they had not become husband and wife. And it makes Aditya's chest beat fast. Never had he felt this way when he saw Frita. I don't know why.
“Breakfast is ready. Want to take a shower?” frita said as soon as Aditya opened his eyes.
Aditya rose up with passion. Thinking he no longer faced anything out there that was dangerous. Thinking there would be a new leaf for him. I shower with singing. Rarely was Aditya this happy.
“I want to get married soon, Frita. Let me start a new life,” Aditya said after he took a shower and they were ready for breakfast at the dinner table.
“Yes, I also want to, but this business is not just ours, Mas,” Frita's lyrics flirtatious, then pinch Aditya's stomach.
Aditya hugged Frita's body back. Hold the woman's waist until they are not far away. The two of them almost kissed, but Frita felt too embarrassed. Aditya is not forcing. Frita simply held onto her cheek, and returned to prepare the dining table that had not been laid out.
“We need to talk again to my dad and mom. You also need to contact Uncle Salim. There is a lot of preparation we need to do again. Like that time,” said Frita while her hands were busy picking up dishes and rice for Aditya.
It was at breakfast that Frita remembered their plan to build a resort in Sumber Kencana Village, which had been delayed, especially the other day there was a terrible event due to the samurai figure.
The resort was later intended for the future of both of them, as well as an effort to advance the village.
Frita said, “I don't think we need to involve anyone else in the construction of the resort, Mas.”
“Lho, it is not necessary,” said Aditya while busy chewing his favorite chicken side dish.
“That time Ratna said she wanted to work together, didn't it?”
Aditya forgot who first had the idea of building the resort? But, if Frita wants Ratna not to get involved, what can I do? Aditya will obey, because he also does not want something to happen in the future.
So, Aditya replied calmly, “Oh, yes. I recall. Yes, I do agree that Ratna should not be involved in this project.”
Frita looked relieved hearing that.
Then, after a moment of silence, Frita asked, “You can tell him? Ratna's not too close to me, Mas.”
“Yes, I can call him later. Or tomorrow?” sahut Aditya looks doubtful.
“Yes, whenever you can, Mas. Call him and say that our decision is round,” said Frita.
Aditya just nodded.
***
Two months passed after that.
Frita has left the host world that had made her famous and become one of the influencers.
Aditya and Frita end up sitting at the. Both of them looked happy, as if heaven belonged to both of them. Everyone seemed happy, except for Clarissa. From the beginning, Clarissa didn't say much. When this plan started again like it used to be, he did not seem as enthusiastic as that time.
“I thought the failure of their first marriage at that time would not be repeated again,” Inner Clarissa with disappointment.
Only, this feeling of disappointment actually made him feel like a very evil figure.
Clarissa felt bad for her own sister. He also felt bad for Aditya, because he was slow to fall in love with the man he should not have loved.
So, all day, during the lavish wedding, Clarissa did not perform much. He used to love taking pictures with his family and friends.
Shelly D, who is invited to be a singer during a party, searches for Clarissa's whereabouts.
“You saw Clarissa?” ask her to a stage crew after her last song she sang.
It was almost 21:00. Most of the invited guests had left the event hall.
“Not look, Ma'am,” replied the stage crew in passing.
He got the same answer from others. Even from Pandu and Gina's extended family. They don't know where Clarissa is, and they don't seem worried. Maybe they think he's around the building, playing with one of the nephews or who he's taking pictures with.
Shelly D looked worried. He knows Clarissa's not around here. From the beginning, he saw the wrong situation in Clarissa. He just doesn't know why that girl could be.
So, Shelly D immediately left the building, put on a hooded jacket so that no one would recognize, and crossed over to the parking area. In the car he tried to call Clarissa.
“The number is off!” inner Shelly D.
This time the anxious feeling turned to fear. I don't know what scared Shelly D. He thinks there is something wrong about Clarissa's sudden disappearance since this afternoon.
Shelly D gets out of her car, returns to the building and tries to meet Aditya. He no longer knew who to ask for help.
At that moment, he heard his phone ring. He looked at his cell phone screen.
“Clarissa?!”
Without a second thought, Shelly D immediately picked it up.
Seriate...