Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Eighty Four

"They like black coffee, huh?"

"Like." Nevan was silent for a moment, looking at Mariah with an illegible look. Then, he continued with a gaze that was still locked onto him. "Why?"

"Hm?" Mariah cleared awkwardly. Actually, he was wrong to be looked at so by Nevan. However, he hurriedly commented smilingly. "Question, Mas."

Nevan lifted up next to the tip of her lips, creating a slanted smile. Then, casually unbutton his shirt arm, then roll it up to the elbow. He looked back at Mariah as he grabbed the americano cup and took a sip.

"I mean, why call me with an informal call? We're business partners if you forget," said Nevan coldly, then put the cup back on the table.

Mariah was stunned, then tried to laugh even though it clearly sounded bland. "I guess our relationship is pretty close, so ...."

"The last time you came begging Rawikara Retail not to cancel the contract on the grounds that your company is faltering. Is that why?"

Mariah was still frozen, trying to return Nevan's cold stare. He gulped his saliva heavily, before replying, "I'm just trying. Destiny no one knows, right, sir."

Hearing Mariah's reply, inexplicably made Nevan want to laugh. "So, right? Finally the young miss of Tungga's heir Devi Crop gave up?"

Mariah's lips twitched. He bit his lower lip with great difficulty in order to stem his tears that had been perched in the eye peluk.

"My father is sick and I have no choice" I'm Mariah. Finally, the clear grain escaped as well, though without a huff. "I know losing love is hard, but apparently seeing my father suffer much more."

Mariah's body shook. He bowed his body and started to sob.

"Tell me, sir. I can what? This is the only way," continued Mariah bitterly.

Nevan was quite stunned. There was no answer he could give. Living in an environment where even fate is no longer the governing God, Nevan understands well.

There was a sense of compassion in Nevan's eyes when she saw Mariah pour out her immortality. He leaned in and patted the shoulder of the still-sobbing girl gently.

"Udah, don't cry. People may misunderstand me and think I'm ...."

The deg!

Mariah quickly hugged Nevan, making Nevan widen her eyes, startled.

"Loe's crazy?" Nevan let go of Mariah's embrace violently, then immediately stood up. He spread his eyes around. His feeling is not good.

"It's up to you to finally decide to give up, but don't involve me" said Nevan, then he left.

***

Gantari sighed in despair because she did not find any clues in the closet of her parents. No obsolete photos, relics or anything. Until, his phone rang again, making Gantari immediately move to his room. Leave the closet still in disarray.

The farez?

"Hello?"

"Dihyan! He replies to the message, "tell Farez too excited.

Gantari's chest thumped. Curiosity is always not suitable for him.

"He asked for your mobile number. He said he wanted to call you directly. How's it?"

Gantari was silent for a moment. There was some hesitation in his heart, but he finally agreed to the request.

Not long after the connection with Farez disconnected, Gantari's phone rang again and displayed a row of unknown numbers.

Gantari's hunch, the owner of the number, is the woman Farez calls Jero. He let his phone ring long enough to not expect the woman who he said often visited his mother would call so soon. Slowly, Gantari reached out and grabbed her phone. Then, answer the call.

"Find me across from Sila Hospital. 8 O'clock tonight."

Male voice?

"Who is this?"

Tut!

Connection interrupted.

Gantari stared at her old phone with a face that looked stiff. His chest was still beating incoherently. The only name Gantari thinks of today is Nevan. He wanted to tell Nevan everything.

The fingers roll back on the phone screen to find the name of the lover. Again, the phone rings.

The space?

"Hello?"

"Cantari. You all right?"

Gantari just shut up. His relationship with Space was not that good for pleasantries, right?

"I will change my mind and will try to get you again if the breng*ek Nevan is still a scandalous hobby."

Gantari did not understand. But he still has to calm down. This Spaceman has long since disappeared and surrendered. Why appear again?

"It looks like there's nothing I need to report. Thank you for paying attention, but next time it's not necessary."

Tut!

Gantari hastily opened the search page. He did not allow himself to be confused just to digest Angkasa's words just now and his heart immediately ached when again Nevan entered the news online with the same story and woman.

***

"Ah, fuck!" Nevan cursed while ruffling his hair because as he thought the incident was intentional. His phone has not stopped clinking since then, it's like a celebrity. But not he gubris.

Nevan was pacing back and forth in a hotel room with a cell phone in hand. He tried to contact Gantari, but the result was always no answer.

If this were the first time, maybe Nevan wouldn't be this sad, but in fact this is the second and if Gantari were still the same Gantari then ....

Fikri Pradana

I have arrived and am now standing at the door. Please bring me in, sir.

16.15 WIB Read

After reading Fikri's message, Nevan immediately stepped quickly to open the door and found Fikri with her sunglasses grinning wide.

"I'm coming" cried Fikri sumringah, but Nevan only returned with a flat gaze and went back in again.

Fikri, who had spread out her arms, had to lower her again and walk in with her legs dragged.

"All problems are solved. Just a monitoring stay. I stay, yes," Nevan said. His eyes were still focused on the phone screen. He looks serious.

"The new gate is coming, you know. Loe dodged from me?" Fikri grunting. "The problem in Jakarta is not my fault. That's Andre suddenly giving bad info, the fact is not as fatal, really."

"Gue know," replied Nevan who was still busy fiddling with her phone. "Gue come back at 8pm tonight."

"Loe seriously, Van?" pekik Fikri frustrated. He took off the backpack and let it fall to the floor, dramatically.

"All intentional. I need to see Dihyan immediately."

If this is the case, Fikri understands. His face got serious when he asked, "Sign in the gossip account again?"

Nevan nodded.

***

As promised, now Gantari is directly opposite Sila Hospital. He circulated his gaze and did not find a woman he could suspect to be Jero.

Gantari glanced at the clock that was circular on his wrist and apparently still at 19.45 WIB. He came too soon, probably overzealous.

"Miss?"

Gantari turned her head and found a sturdy and stiff-bodied man in an all-black suit. Complete with a hat that adds to the vigilance of Gantari.

Gantari took two steps back, and then replied, "Yes?"

"Follow me now" said the man in a heavy voice.

"Where? You who?" reply Gantari was-was.

The man did not answer. He looked behind Gantari's body and two men dressed in black appeared, but Gantari did not notice.

"Sorry, the instructions are only to bring the lady. No instructions carry well or forcefully."

Gantari knitted her brows. Not yet had he retorted, Gantari had already lost consciousness.