Mr. ARROGANT(I FOUND LOVE IN MY BOW)
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"Well, great idea, brother. I had a photo album when I was a kid at home." Zahra reflex brandished her index finger upwards excitedly like she had just gotten a wangsit. Dion glanced at Zahra at a glance, smiling and happy to see the beautiful girl happy.
Upon arrival at home, Zahra ran up each rung of the stairs excitedly. Dion who was standing in the door frame shook his head looking at Zahra's behavior.
"I'm sorry son, the house is narrow" said Fatima's mother, Zahra's adoptive mother brought a glass of hot tea to Dion after Dion was let in by her.
"Yes, it's okay mom." Dion nodded politely.
"I'm sorry this is all." Fatima's mother placed a glass of tea on a plastic chair right in front of Dion.
"Thank you, this is enough, ma'am." said Dion politely. He also noticed Zahra's house was very narrow. She never expected, a girl as beautiful and highly educated as Zahra had such a life of grief.
Zahra came down the stairs with a big smile, her hands clutching the photo album.
"It's sister..." Zahra swung the photo album in her hand.
"Here, I want to see." Dion's hand looked up in front of Zahra.
"We'll look at each other, brother."
Zahra and Dion sat face to face choosing one of the clearest-looking photos among the obsolete photos.
"Here, now I take a photo."
"What do you do, brother?... I've got a lot of photos in my HP gallery."
"Must be the latest photo dong." Dion grinned then photographed Zahra.
After getting the photo they were about to post, they were a little confused to fill in its status.
"If you're looking for a missing person, what about you?..."
"It doesn't fit Ra."
"What does dong mean?..."
"So looking for a soul mate... Ahhaha..."
"Come on, sister.... Seriously dong brother." Zahra patted Dion's thigh with the photo album in her hand in annoyance. The sableng youth laughed.
"OK, okay.... Seriously, huh?..." Dion stopped his laughter and put on a serious look."A girl who has lost her memory from childhood to adulthood, looking for her missing family. If anyone recognizes him immediately call wa number 021xxxx. Done it. How's it?..." Dion showed his edits on the sosmed along with a photo of Zahra as a child and adult. She also included the phone numbers of Zahra and herself.
"Nice job, brother."
"Ok, then go straight to search. Hope you meet your real family soon." Dion posted on every sosmed account of himself and on Zahra's sosmed account. Not to forget, Dion asked for help from his friends.
"Aamiin..." Zahra scooped her face with her ten fingers.
"Yes, then I go home first. It's already night. You take a break."
"Yes, thank you, brother."
"Together." Dion said goodbye to Fatima's mother and hurried away.
***
The music sounded so loud, the dappled man went in and out of the brothel with a sinlessly happy laugh with the woman in open dress. Many women are spoiled for bad men who are not mahrams.
"It turns out the little girl is alive, she's beautiful. If sold will definitely make a lot of money." muttered Baron grinned evil, a long-haired man who was tied up with a horse saw the news that was trending in cyberspace.
"Who does elo mean?.." asked madam Angel, the owner of the brothel.
"Mirishanda. The girl you bought." The baron showed his gawai to the pimp.
"Well, it turns out she is very beautiful, it is not wrong if I used to buy it from Elo. But let it be, if it is now free, there is no point. His brother was a mafia. His men searched for him in every brothel in Indonesia. I don't want to deal with people like them. Their men lurked in every single of the biggest brothels in town." madam Angel explained her anxiety if Miranda was in her brothel.
"But madam, you've spent a lot of money to buy and find the girl, first." Baron knitted his eyebrows, he was upset because he disagreed with Madam Angel.
"It's wearing." Madam Angel pointed at the Baron's temple with anxiety."His brother could destroy my business, bego. The girl was forbidden to enter the brothel, every Sunday the mafia always threatened pimps, and would destroy the brothel that made the girl one of her collections. Elo know the city of sabu-sabu who often transacts around here who?...."
"Axel?.." asked Baron.
"He was one of Iqbal's and Zain's friends who was tasked with both staking and trading. Every gigolo and pimple here already knows little Miranda's face. What else has circulated the photo of the girl in the sosmed, in the near future Zain will definitely be able to find his sister. If Miranda's here, it'll kill us. Elo had to be a lot grateful because the girl lost her memory. If the girl told her brother that Elo and Darius were the ones who tortured her as a child, I don't know what the fate of Elo and Darius will be."
"Gue wasn't afraid of her at all, I was even more challenged to try on the girl's body, the girl often troublesome me." The baron puffed out his chest, challenging someone who was not in front of him.
"As far as elo dah, the important thing is not to bring my name. Thankfully, the girl had not been able to do anything. So I have nothing to do with them." Madam Angel breathed a sigh of relief.
"Gue is the same as Elo... It's better to go back to Surabaya, work there."
"The D*ly hangs shut." said Baron Ketus.
"If so in Samarinda, there used to be a lot of children sold to their parents, look for someone who immediately continues to love me." The baron, fed up with the madam talk, staggered to grab two night women sitting on the couch drinking alcohol. The baron brought two very sexy dressed women into the room. Madam shook her head looking at the fearless Baron.
***
At two o'clock in the morning Dion's device rang, he saw a call coming in from an unknown number. Soon Dion raised the call.
"Assalamualaikum" said Dion.
"Oy, turn Miranda over to me..." Say someone from across the phone.
"Buset, crazy people. Drunk time yeah, a really crumbly sound." Dion satin after keeping hp away from his ears.
"I'm sorry, Miranda who does elo mean?..."
"That, that's the one in the sosmed. The memory loss." it was clear that the caller was drunk. His voice rasped in the flood, just like when Alex was drunk.
"Sorry, are you ready Miranda?..."
"Gue his brother."
"OKs. We'll meet tomorrow at Cafe A. 5 O'clock."
"Can't be selfish'. I miss my sister, we're meeting right now." the caller's getting a little unclear.
"Damn it, I'm at bego'begoin." Dion looking at the clock above the nightstand shows 2 am. He was sure that the one who called him was a madman.
"Eh crazy. Do not want to be whatever, anyway tomorrow meet at cafe A, at 5 pm, period." Dion hung up. He was worried about Zahra, afraid that there were fraudsters taking advantage of her circumstances. Dion immediately contacted Zahra but her phone was not picked up. Dion sends Zahra a message.
"If anyone claims to be your brother or relative, don't trust them right away. They can be fraudsters, you have to be careful. If there's anything, call me immediately.🙏🙏🙏"
In the morning, Zahra smiled, reading a message from Dion that worried about her. Zahra left for the campus excitedly.
Zain drove his car across the paved road, the vehicle was so congested it created traffic jams, it was repeated every day at work hours.
When stopped in traffic, Zain gently rubbed the stomach of Nadine who was busy playing the device.
"Be healthy, son."
"Yes, Papa?..." Nadine imitates the voice of a child.
"Mom should be healthy too."
"Room Dear."
"Whose chat is the same?..."
"Sama Ganis sis."
"I thought with Zahra."
"Yes, same as Miranda?..." Zain smiled, not answering Nadine's question.
Zain returned to the car because the red light had turned green.
"Nad, look at Zahra's post with Dion."' wa from Ganis.
"Emang why?..."
"Open up, ntar knows."
Nadine opens her sosmed account. Along with Zain who received a phone call from his men.
"WHAT?... Where is he?..." Zain pulled the car over, then opened a message from his men.
Nadine and Zain's eyes were wide open, unable to believe what he was seeing.
"Sister..." Nadine shows a photo of Zahra and little Miranda. Zain showed the same to Nadine.
***
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