THE BARA OF THE PAST

Not Conform to Estimation

Marcela held back from receiving a photo of the shipment from Asep, her father. In the living room he sees Devano, Zara also Surya. One thing he never imagined before was that Devano could return to the house.

“Surely he wants to meet with Baskoro. Why can I fail, it turns out that the prospective buyer of the house is Zara.” Marcela paced with a confused face.

“Stay one step away, this must not fail,” the spark while turning the brain. In the middle of his immortality, his phone was embroidered loud.

“Ya, hello, what is it?”

“Sorry, the hostage is conscious and on a rampage. He asked how much ransom he wanted to be released.” The voice on the other end of the phone made Marcela again have to think hard.

“Do not do anything with him. Ignore it, wait for my orders. Keep feeding and drinking.” Marcela hung up.

“Of course Ryo is the next ace for you, Liodra.” Marcela mutters. He immediately sent a message to Asep.

[Dad, no matter how much the buyer bids on the price of the house, tell the Old Bangka to agree. We need to get this transaction done immediately]

Message sent.

Asep, who introduced himself as Cecep, carried a message from his son, then smiled obliquely.

“So we will release this house at a price of seven billion, an area of almost three thousand square meters up to the backyard. The price is reasonable because the land here is very expensive, Mr. Surya.” Baskoro started the conversation.

“Wah, the price is fantastic. What about four billion? If Mr. Baskoro agrees, we will make a transaction as soon as possible, I have a notary who will take care of all his letters.” Surya Winardi who has experience in trading began to negotiate.

“Still far away, Mr. Surya. Let us sign soon, I just set the fitting price of six billion.” Baskoro said in the hope that Surya objected, because he actually did not intend to sell his assets.

The coercion of Cecep, his confidant, which he received had exceeded the limit, until now his condition helplessly had to obey Cecep's orders. Baskoro is currently under threat. Her only hope is that whoever she meets can help her escape the clutches of the ruthless man who now watches her for twenty-four hours.

Baskoro was confined in his room, and given certain injections that could numb his nerves if he refused Cecep's wishes. The idea of selling this house is because Cecep wants to get money from the sale of the house. Baskoro also does not know how his fate if the house is sold.

“Please drink first, Mr. Surya,” Cecep said while inviting his guests to drink tea at the table. “Pardon me, I beg your permission to bring Mr. Baskoro in, because it is time to take the medicine.”

Baskoro was confused, but he only complied when Cecep brought a wheelchair next to his wooden chair. Cecep slowly helped her move into the wheelchair, then pushed the wheelchair away.

“Approve the price of four billion today and request an expedited transaction. Do not dare to mess around, or you will feel tremendous pain tonight,” threatened Cecep with a firm tone.

“The price is too cheap, Cep. It's a shame that the house should be sold cheap.”

“I won't talk twice, You choose a cheap house for sale, or your life drifts without any price. Never fight me.”

Baskoro closed his eyes. His biggest mistake was to entrust all his asset management to Cecep who secretly wanted all his property.

After getting the injection, Baskoro will feel his body hot, then his nerves weaken as if sucking his energy. For years Baskoro was treated as a prisoner in his own home, with no one to know.

All means of communication are cut off, meetings with people are also restricted, including with notaries. Cecep even forced Baskoro to make a letter to a notary who appointed Cecep as heir. The notary did not believe it and went to his house. And Baskoro said that the letter was true. All because Cecep pressed him.

Cecep took his children hostage. If Baskoro does not obey his will, then the fate of the King and Queen could be threatened. Cecep gave photos of the King and Queen in Germany, a sign that there is a trusted person Cecep who can at any time finish off his two children.

“Sorry wait a bit long, Mr. Baskoro is ready to transact again.”

Cecep brought Baskoro back to the living room. Devano looked at Baskoro's face a little grimly. The man did not imagine that Liodra would also meet with Baskoro. Very far from his expectations so far.

“So how about Mr Baskoro? I only dare to bid so because frankly for the building later we will be renovated at a cost that is not small.” Surya is continuing the buying and selling process.

“Alright, after I think, it feels like I have to take it off at that price. We agreed to sell. Later Cecep who will take care to the notary, to sign as soon as.”

“We can wait, as I said earlier, I also have a notary acquaintance who is ready to help. Alright, I ask the account number to pay the down payment, the rest when we sign in notary.” Surya finished the conversation with the repayment time agreement.

They say goodbye. Surya greeted Baskoro, then alternately Baskoro also experienced Devano and Zara.

Devano's heart thumped very fast as Baskoro slipped something in his hand as they shook hands. And that look of an eye, that look of an eye that instantly plunged into Devano's heart. Baskoro seemed to signal that no one would know about the paper tucked into his hand.

“I wait for news as soon as possible, Mr. Cecep,” said Surya before getting into the car.

“Okay Mr. Surya, I will immediately contact the notary, as soon as I will notify you to sign the deed of sale and purchase.”

“Pak Cecep alone take care of Mr Baskoro?” devano asked before he got in the car.

“There was one female servant who helped. Yeah, how else? I feel sorry for Mr. Baskoro being separated from his family. They prefer to live in Germany. Mr. Baskoro and Mrs Arumi have been divorced for a long time. So they live separately.”

Devano nodded his head. Once again he stared at the terrace where my face Baskoro was also staring at him.

They passed from that house. Cecep immediately brought Baskoro into his room, then tied his feet with iron chains.

“Deliver your ATM and provide the pin number.”

Baskoro closed his eyes. All of his accounts have been controlled by Cecep, there is only one account with an ATM card that is still stored. The only hope that he could do something with the money, it turns out that now Cecep has also known.

“Do not fight, or you want to stay up tonight?” insist Cecep make Baskoro again have to grant his request.

The white-haired man did not want his heartbeat to stop because the injections Cecep gave always made his heart palpitate, his nerves weakened to the pain was very intense without being able to close the eyes.