My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 81: Plans and Uncomfortable Feelings

The young man sat at a long table in front of the bartender as he was enjoying a glass of coktail inside one of the city's famous bars. His handsome face attracted the attention of many of the comfort women who worked at the bar, and not infrequently they tried to tease him, which of course was aggressively responded to by the blond-spirited man.

After getting a kiss and a touch, the women were satisfied and stepped away to entertain the other guests.

Downing the clear yellow liquid inside the glass, the maniknya glanced towards the side when he felt there was movement there.

There was a young woman wearing a black mini dress that almost reached her groin and the chest piece she was wearing was low, enough to reveal half the assets she had, she said, adorned blips necklace of white gems she wore. As with the necklace she wore, bracelets and earrings adorned her body, and clearly displayed her status as a rich person.

Her face was beautiful, some could tell that her face led to a sensual aura filled with temptation, and she had quite a satisfying appeal to most men, especially her thick red lips, as if inviting the men to taste it.

"alone?" The question was thrown by the man as a pleasantries to get acquainted with the beautiful woman next to him.

The woman turned her head, holding a glass of clear-colored coktail and displaying a beautiful slanted smile. "Yes, what is a handsome guy like yourself? Too bad."

"Josh." Introducing himself as Josh, the man reached out his hand, waiting for a reply from the woman who did not make him wait too long. "I'm Issabel. You can call me Bel, that's how people call me."

Josh approached her, sniffing the scent of the expensive perfume she was wearing and asked in an aggressive tone as he reached out to wipe her freely exposed thigh. "Pull to play with me, Miss Bel?"

The woman gave a grin and did not resist the man's touch. "Why not?"

A few hours later, in a room, the woman stood by the window, biting a cigarette at the end of her lips and holding a cell phone in her right hand. His plain body was covered in a red bathrobe that matched the feel of the hotel room. His sharp bead looked coldly at the person lying on the bed with a blanket covering his lower half-naked body.

He blew the smoke out of the cigarette, and muttered to someone across the phone. "I've done it, the pay really has to be expensive."

[Good, make sure to make him leave Alana.]

The woman smiled. "I'll report the progress, Lan."

...***...

At 9 pm, Arana has arrived at the airport in Jakarta. Although it is night, Arana is grateful that Alva told her that she will arrive tomorrow morning which means Arana still has the opportunity to get home early and without having to fear being discovered. Arana puts on a smile in her booked online taxi and calmly plays on her phone, when she then feels the strangeness after a while.

He remembered the road to his apartment area, and after passing the toll road, should if from his direction, he had to turn right, but the driver continued to step on the gas and through the straight road.

"Sir? Why not turn? Isn't the road supposed to take the intersection just now?" Asked Arana with caution.

Hearing the planned answer from the driver made Arana have a lot of doubts in her heart. He quietly removed his seatbelt and looked with great caution and suspicion at the driver. His heart pounded hard, and sweat was imprinted on his forehead. He glanced around, and the streets were quite crowded at that moment. Arana felt a little safer with the crowd. If the driver dares to do anything, he can break the car window with his phone and he can jump out and ask for help.

But in the end, he felt too overthinking because the car had stopped in the basement of the apartment where he lived.

"It's over, lady.'

Arana was really embarrassed that she had already put the bad guy's card on someone else with the status of an accusation, and she was secretly trying to hide the red hue on her face, paying and getting out of the car. The driver honks and runs his car away from Arana who bows, returns his greeting and secretly apologizes for accusing her and suspecting her in his heart.

Although it is right to always be on the lookout for suspicious things, Arana also remains embarrassed if her predictions are wrong.

Sighing and shaking her head, Arana turned around only to find a black-masked and black-jacketed man standing before her. He had not even had time to react away when the man's pair of hands held him and covered his nose with a cloth.

"Hmmm!!"

A strange scent rippled out, how long she tried to hold her breath and rebel, with the man's burly body, Arana lost in strength and the man managed to force her to inhale something inside the cloth.

Drowsiness attacked him amid his resistance. With his last strength, he pushed the man and tried to turn around to flee. But due to his dwindling consciousness, he tripped on his own feet and fell down.

The head is dizzy, and the manic is cackling. He tried to stabilize his consciousness by slapping his own face, and he tried to stand back up to escape. But the man there is not a statue or a dead thing. Just being pushed didn't hurt her, and she ruthlessly grabbed Arana's hair, making the girl grimace after a faint shriek and in the end due to her gradually thinning unconscious, she closed her eyes and fainted.

At the same time, in the car that Alva was riding in, the man frowned when Arana did not answer his phone call. Erlan said that Arana had arrived at the airport at 9 earlier, and she should have reached the apartment by now.

Is it possible to fall asleep?

"Maybe he's exhausted, boss." Said Erlan who saw Alva's nervousness beside her.

"Mrs." Muttered Alva indifferently.

Alva suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in her heart and quietly closed her eyes before looking at the night sky from inside the car window. Maybe it's true.

Maybe Arana is resting.