
“No! In my dreams I dare not!” answer Barack.
“Then just do everything I ordered!”
Klikkkp…..Dante immediately disconnected the phone without waiting again.
“Issshhhh!” Barack snorted and then laid his body back on a soft mattress. He was still lazing around but he got up and washed his face. Do his morning routine before executing Dante's orders. “Dante…..Dante! Early in the morning you gave me a job!” barack again stepped out of his room to another room not far from his room.
“Good morning, Mister!” greet the guards standing at the door.
“Open the door!” barack's orders while putting the phone in his pants skau.
“Good, Mr.” the guards opened the door.
“You want more, ha?” julian asked Barack.
‘She's already battered me, now you want to let alone her? Belinda you have to take responsibility for everything they did to me! I'll get you back later! When I get out of here I won't forget all this! One day you'll have to pay Belinda as well as you're Dante Sebastian! I will never forget all your friends!’ julian said in his heart.
All of his grudges and anger piled up in his heart, although Julian did not currently have any ability to fight Dante but deep in his heart he had already decided to avenge him and would fight against him.
“I won't bother you.” replied Barack.
“Then what do you want again from me?”
“I?” Barack smiled here and shook his head. “I don't want anything but Dante wants information from you.” said Barack took a seat and sat down before Julian.
“I've given him all the information he wants. I told you everything I know. What else does he want now?” julian asked in frustration and his heartbeat grew more irregular considering that Dante still wanted something from him to make him more frightened as if the angel of death would soon come take his life. He did not want to die before he returned it.
“He just wants to know who Sarah Azalea is?”
‘Sarah Azalea? Did Dante know about my plans for the boy? I have to be careful from now on but I'd better ask them what they want from Sarah! Don't let me get me wrong and make Wendy fail to get Sarah! Julian's heart started to fear if his plan failed. She desperately wants Sarah to be Bella's replacement.
“What after I answer your question, I will be released?” julian asked who had been held at Barack's house since yesterday.
“No!” barack refused and shook his head. “Before Dante asks me to let you go then I will not let you go! But if you don't answer my question who Sarah Azalea is then your head will drift!” threaten Barack's.
“Ah no....no....not your head! But your wife Madam Wendy! I'll cut off his head and bring it to you! In just a matter of ten minutes, he would die headless!”
“She's sister Belinda aka Bella!” julian quickly replied that he did not want to take any risks.
Barack held his chin and nodded his head.
“So Sarah is her sister huh?”
“Iya, that's his sister.”
“Shut! I didn't ask you!” barack shouted and glanced at Julian. “I'm muttering to myself!” she said again with a faint smile and then she approached Julian who was sitting tied up in a chair.
“Tell me where he is now! Where can I find it.”, Barack added. Didn't want any misunderstandings so he fixed his sentence to make Julian's understanding easy.
Julian spoke words in his heart, because he had no other choice then Julian told Barack everything about Sarah including where the girl went to school.
“Good! Since you want to cooperate then this morning you deserve breakfast!” barack said before he walked out of the room.
“Sorry Sir….Mr Hans is already downstairs waiting for you!” said the bodyguard when Barack had just closed the door.
“When is he coming?"
“Newly, Mister!” replied bodyguard.
“Ah....this is a coincidence!” said Barack. He then keeps a paper containing Sarah's data and her whereabouts information in his pants pocket and steps down to meet one of his best friends.
“Hans!”
“Hemm....thanks breakfast. You know that I haven't had breakfast.” said Hans, who was offered breakfast by Barack's waiter and he still ate his breakfast.
“Tumben you came here early in the morning?” barack asked with a smile and sat down at the table. The waiter served him well to prepare food for him.
“Dante asked me to take care of Julian and his VIP club.” Hans replied unceremoniously telling him the reason for his arrival at Barack's house.
“Julian is upstairs, you take care of him and get him out of my house! That guy's just troublesome!”
“My mom is like that too but let me finish my breakfast first.” reply Hans back to bribe his food.
The two men chatted while enjoying a delicious breakfast. It didn't take long for the two to finish their breakfast. “If you're done quickly go upstairs and see the man.” Dante will be angry again if you do not immediately give him what he wants.”
“Ya is sure. I'm going up now.” said Hans then stood up from his chair along with Barack.
“You will do it but your face is lazy so. Haaaahhhh....!”.
‘Not self-conscious this friend! He's much worse than me. Just look at her face still pillow face and she looks very tired. I already knew that he was upset and I understood where his frustration came from!’ barack muttered with a smile.
“Pfff!’ Hans grunting. “You know when Dante called me, what was I doing?”
“Morning exercise?” barack asked with a meaningful smile.
“Ya..sport room!”Hans nodded his head. “That pisses me off, I'm taking responsibility! Dante can't see anyone happy!” he climbed the stairs to the room that Barack had appointed.
“Better than me, Dante told me to send people off from last night and now I have to find people again.”ujar Barack muttered softly as he stepped out of the house. He lets Hans finish his business and he completes the task Dante has given him.
“Waduh is far away. I have to go to Bandung to get to school Sarah.”ujar Barack slightly grimaced to have to go that far.
But he kept Dante's orders and drove the vehicle. On weekends the road to the top is always jammed. Barack took three hours to reach his destination.
After arriving at his destination, he circulated a gaze staring at the building in front of him. “So this is Sarah's dorm?” he said as he stretched his body after getting out of the car.