Rahim Rental

Rahim Rental
Old Bullies



Like the planned schedule. Karina will meet Adry's mother, Lady Janeta. Women look elegant With a white jumpsuit dress with highless shoes that match to beautify the appearance



Janeta looks good in her clothes. He sat quietly staring at the surrounding scenery. Her smile expanded when she saw Karina's presence.


"It's been a long time, Madam," said Karina smiling.


"Just ten minutes, it doesn't feel like I'm enjoying the natural scenery around."


"How are you?" flip Janeta.


"As you can see," said Karina sitting on one of the chairs of the rattan with a thick white foam. The wind blew fiercely making her strayed hair move irregularly. Karina then pinned her black mane behind her ear.


A waiter came to hand over the menu book. Karina read it and ordered a cappucino and a croissant.


"I haven't had breakfast yet" Karina said.


"Please, I ordered black coffee earlier," said Janeta.


After ordering the food, Janeta looked at Karina. He breathed before saying anything.


"How do you get what I want?"


"Yes, here it is," said Karina opening the white wallet on the table, taking out a flash from inside.


"It contains all the information you need."


Janet took. The assistant standing behind the chair gave the woman a laptop. Janeta then examines the contents. He smiled with satisfaction.


"You are someone I can count on." The woman pulled the flash from the laptop and put it away.


"Now tell me where my parents are?" karina.


"They're in one of those little hospitals in Germany. You can look for him there. Ask my assistant for his address." Janet then rose.


"Wait are you trustworthy?" ask Karina.


"Have I ever lied to you?" janeta passed away.


Janeta's assistant then gives Karina a hospital card.


"You can check over the phone and ask where your parents are. If you cheat us then we don't hesitate to finish both." The female assistant said coldly to Karina.


"Will the Madam pay my wages?" asked Karina curiously.


"The money will be transferred in one hour, we will check first, is the data you provide valid or not?"


"You doubt my work? I can't play around if it's related to my parents' safety."


"The lady is also not happy to be betrayed. I hope you're not lying to us. It feels weird that you came back alone safely while your other friends ...?" The assistant throbbed while raising his two hands.


"I use my brain to work" Karina said.


"Maybe" the assistant replied.


"What will Lady Janeta do to her son and daughter-in-law?" karina asked the assistant.


"That's none of your business" said the woman staring coldly and intently at Karina before leaving her alone.


Karina stared at the card in her hand with a blank look until she did not notice an old man sitting in the chair that Janeta had been sitting in.


"Miss don't you want to drink the coffee? If not, let me drink it."


Karina turned her gaze to the old man and took the coffee in the man's hand quickly.


"You're so mean to an older man, beautiful."


"You yourself are old and have no manners. Sitting without excuse and asking for coffee belonging to other guests," Karina murmured.


"What's your name, beautiful."


"Don't call me beautiful, we don't know each other and you better get out of here right now because I'm not in the mood right now." Karina sighed, eating the bread in annoyance as she thought about what she would do next.


His gaze was now fixed again on the silver-haired man with glasses on his pointed nose.


"There's plenty of other empty seats, you can wear them without bothering me."


"Frankly, right now I just want to disturb you," the man said with a chuckle.


Karina groaned furiously. He clenched his hands and called the waiter to ask for a food bill.


"You're just interfering with my appetite" Karina said with a flushed face. Waiter's coming.


"How much is everything?" ask Karina.


"It's all been paid by this Master" the servant explained.


Karina stared lazily at the man beside her who was looking at her with a mocking look.


"I will pay the bill myself" Karina said.


"It can't be because it's been paid," said the waiter once again.


"Then I order the same food and drink and give it to the old man. I'll pay for it" said Karina.


"But." the waiter wanted to say something as the man shook his head.


"I don't want to have any debt with everyone," murmured Karina walked up to the cashier and did everything she wanted.


"Let the food be for you," said the old man. "and let it be what it is he wants to do!"


"Okay sir" said the servant.


Karina then went to her room to take all her belongings. He stepped up quickly hoping Roy wasn't watching. He did not see the man anywhere.


Karina tries to find her passport in the suitcase but she does not find it. He then stirred back the suitcase, the cupboard and looked at every corner of the place. However, that stuff still doesn't exist.


"You looking for this?" ask the old man who was at the restaurant. The man was already standing on the balcony of the bedroom leaning against the guardrail and crossing his two legs. One hand holds a green book while the other hand is in his pants pocket.


"You .... How did you get where my room is and get in here?" asked Karina in surprise.


Leisurely, the old man advanced forward, entering through the glass door walking up to face Karina.


"I can do anything."


"It's very rude to do that, sir," Karina said angrily.


"Now hand me the passport book!" karina exclaimed with widened and flushed eyes.


"No, this will be my guarantee" said the man, putting the book in his stiff pocket.


Wait, Karina understood with that stiff suit. He squinted his eyes at the bright brown eyeball behind the box-shaped frame. One thought about the old man streaked through his brain. Apparently he was being played around right now by her. A smirk smile was clearly plastered on his lips.


Karina advanced forward one step about to touch and hold onto the man's facial skin. The man rewinded his head and raised both his eyebrows upwards.


"Hey, what are you doing?" ask the man. Suddenly Karina laughed out loud and twisted.