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Swallowing his own saliva, his fingers trembling, he hesitated at this moment. What was the initial guess wrong? If this is the future father-in-law, then he can go to the main residence to meet Raka. But was Nadila involved?

"Is there any other work?" ask one of those big men.

"No, find Patra. Forcing him to sign a will, will hand over all his assets to Raka. That's all..." Jovi.

"Okay, sir," About four people, like F4, turned around to get out. Immanuel quickly went back to hiding in one of the hallways.

Not understanding at all. Does Raka intend to kill Patra, her own father just for money? Then why is Jovi working with Raka? At least that's the conclusion he came to. In terms of anyone who benefits at the moment.

Until he saw a woman walking through the hallway, the ear wearing earphones contact someone, so it is not so focused on the surrounding situation.

"Same..." Immanuel's words stopped hearing Raka's name being called again. The young man who had gone back to hiding in the hallway.

"A little while later, I arrived. No problem, my wedding invitation with Raka will be sent soon. There's a lot of patience left, only two months left," The words from Nadila's mouth that were walking while contacting someone, began to walk into Jovi's room.

Immanuel clenched his hands, his eyes reddened. Nadila was not worried about him at all. His mind was raging, maybe Nadila and Raka did have a relationship behind him.

But what about the child in Nadila's womb?

A feeling of tightness hit his chest, felt really tight. Her steps felt heavy as she walked towards Jovi's room. The young man who still wears a mask and a black hat.

Until his steps stopped in front of the room.

"Already aborted?" jovi asked his daughter.

"Had it, said the pregnant wine doctor. It will only cause illness. There was no baby," the calm reply from the slightly seen Nadila had removed her earphones.

"There's no baby? My son doesn't exist?" immanuel's inner self, observing everything, with tears flowing. A reality that was hard to accept. Even himself has ordered the design of the nursery to a famous architect. But no baby?

"Remember! Once Immanuel is found he must soon die with Barbara. If not, everything will fail. You're not gonna get anything." Warning from Jovi.

"Dad be calm, sooner or later Imanuel will meet me. After all, if it cannot give high status it must die. What is life for." Nadila rose to stare at the hamster that a few days ago was given by Immanuel to Jovi.

The little rodent he grabbed, the little tooth that bit his finger. The smile on Nadila's face faded. The woman slammed the hamster and then stepped on his body in high heels.

"Madilla!" snapped Jovi.

"What's having a pet that can't duck." A smile was seen on his face. Like a terrible demon.

The young man rounded his eyes still stunned by what he saw. Not normal at all, that's what's in Nadila's figure. His hands trembled for some reason, a sharp killing aura. Only Pramana, the grandfather of hope now. Given the high probability of Raka getting involved in this.

A boyfriend who is in a relationship with his cousin.

The sound of the phone ringing is heard. Jovi quickly picked it up."Sir, I saw the arrival of Mr. Immanuel. Has he gone into your room?" ask the receptionist from the front office.

Women who have not yet come home to arrange for the arrival of an important client tomorrow. The face of Immanuel who came too often, so familiar to him even though the young man entered by wearing a mask and hat.

"He's coming!" snapped Jovi turned off the connection.

The man grabbed her hair, contacted security and some thugs who were still in the building.

Immanuel immediately left, walked quickly, not wanting to be caught, lowered the tip of his hat so that his face would not be seen. Until some people running in the hallway sounded, maybe people who were looking for his whereabouts.

The silent young man rounded his eyes. If it turns around it will return to the nearby room Jovi. If he goes back, he gets caught.

Confused as to how. The young man tried to open the door of the emergency staircase area. Walking down quickly, a commotion rang out from out there.

If caught, he will be killed. Opening the door slowly looked at the area around. Back to hide behind the wall, when security passes through the lobby area.

"From CCTV he wears a blue suit and trousers. Hats and masks too! It is probably still on the fifth floor. Some people stay quiet here. Just in case he gets out." The order of a man wearing a tattoo. CCTV, which is not in the emergency staircase area, as well as where Immanuel is currently hiding, made no one realize he had descended to the first floor.

Some people went up to the fifth floor. While some others checked on the first floor area.

Imanuel is still in hiding. His heart beat quickly when the thug stood guard in the area around the dead-end hallway where he was hiding. Until suddenly his hand was pulled in, into an unlocked HRD room.

"Shttt...they mean evil? They lookingforyou?" whispered Reina, who had been expelled, said she was there to find her husband who worked at the place. However, because he said himself, cheated and was looking for evidence. The woman was allowed in.

Immanuel nodded, not knowing how to escape in this place.

Chequek!

Chequek!

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Reina did not answer confused as to how. Until his idea was born.

"Open door! Or I'll break it!" the security's orders.

"Sorry! It's for our safety!" reina said, opening a hat, a mask, a suit, even Immanuel's trousers.

"What do you want!?" Immanuel stopped Reina.

"Want to be ashamed or die?" reina's question made Immanuel speechless.

The chair he made turned his back to the door. The woman who told Emmanuel to sit down while she undressed until only underwear remained. Embarrassing indeed, but if you do not want to be killed this must be done.

The button of the youth's shirt was opened. He sits on the lap of Immanuel. Quickly kicked the coat and hat that were lying on the floor. Hidden under the table.

Brak!

Brak!

Brak!

The sound of the door breaking. Until it finally opens. The visible thing? A young man who turned his back on them, did not see his face at all. While the woman grabbed the man's hair slowly, until because of the tangled hair, the model of Immanuel hair is not visible.

"Sir! Don't know what condition!? I just wanted to talk to my husband!" snapped Reina, in a really convincing position.

While Immanuel's face flushed, he did not know what to do and what to do. Staring at the two objects in front of him that were still covered in a small cloth. He had done it with Nadila, but did not remember at all what he did. Just remembering Nadila crying when she woke up.

For the first time he saw the source of his life when the baby, after decades passed, since the last time he drank breast milk. But it doesn't belong to her mother, it belongs to another woman. What is this feeling? He was confused as to what to do, holding wrong. Not holding wanted.

"How is this?" his mind is really cobbled.

"Sorry!" Security quickly closed the door.

A moment later Reina came down from the lap of Immanuel. While Immanuel was still, he used to see women dressed in bikinis. But this itchy widow teased him only with after cheap underwear.

"Currently!" angryness. Back to thinking of Reina who said having a kind, established, responsible guy type. That's who she is, this woman intentionally.

"I will not be deceived by cheap temptations!" she said in a small, stressed voice.

"cheap temptation?" muttered Reina did not understand.

The woman who was back in her clothes. Immanuel is also wearing only trousers and shirts. His suit, hat and mask, rolled up, like a ball.

*

They again crept like lizards on the wall, walking quickly to a blind spot from the reach of CCTV. Can't be caught, that's the main thing.

Both hearts were beating fast. Don't think it's a romantic scene. Because my mom doesn't love me, I don't love my mom either.

Two people arrived at the parking lot. Waiting for a car of employees to drive. Then get out of the office along with the box car that brings the factory goods sample out. Hoping the motor or plate is not recorded, due to closed body of the box car.

During the journey Imanuel was silent. Stopping the motor for a moment just to throw away his suit, hat and mask.

However, Reina quickly pulled it off, buying some sausages, nuggets, and fries at a roadside vendor. Wrapped for his son.

"You didn't ask what happened?" ask Immanuel has no interlocutor.

"No, if it's not comfortable telling a story is okay." Reina's reply left Immanuel bowed in silence.

The woman gave a rough breath. Pulling the young man's hand into the bush area. Weird right? What they will do...

But no, the woman just accompanied him to sit, on the wood of the former tree that was cut down. Two people who did not seem to fear the darkness dissolved in their respective minds.

Until, the spoiled young man hugged Reina.

"Basic bawdy! I just wanted to hear the story-" The words of Reina who was about to push Immanuel's body to a halt.

The young man was crying in his arms."No my son has never existed." he murmured. Someone who is like grieving, crying over a fetus that never existed.

"none? Just make it!" the answer from Reina, lightly.