The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 113: Sixteen Hours
Valentine day. A special gift was received by them. Everyone who will come on the spectacular show with the title Truth or dare. The event will be held at Regal Academy on the fifteenth of February. Right after six o'clock, thirty minutes.
The end of valentine's celebration, left people exhausted with a residual sense of happiness. But not for those who busy themselves to prepare the best performance. Like the clue they got. Each participant has a special bracelet that will be the entrance ticket.
The bracelet is designed with a digital time system, but there is a remote controller that can change the time settings. Black color with elegant rectangular clock circle. Each participant is also required to use the dresscode listed.
Sixteen hours before the show starts.
The busyness of the world drowns many facts in darkness. Meeting after meeting has been done. People are preoccupied with ego and greed. None get the calm. They try their best in success.
Rows of motor sport filled the parking lot of a shopping center. Whether intentionally or what, but seen among the crowd of visitors there is a familiar face standing around looking for something needed. Not just one face.
The other faces also gathered together into one. It seems they were deliberately meeting. The group's footsteps moved away from the meeting point. What keeps them in the same place? The cantika gang, Riswan's motorcycle gang. The two groups filled a Delia caffeshop.
"Del, Loe take what I asked for?" asked Riswan to collect the promise of the girl with shoulder-length hair, making Sarah look at her forehead with a frown. "Honey, this is the last piece of evidence saved after party night ....,"
Not finished his words yet. Sarah had already smothered Riswan's mouth so as not to say what should be a secret. Especially around them there are many foreigners and other visitors. Do not let, one word can be real evidence.
The meeting held in a public place, made the girl one more alert. He is indeed temperant, but not stupid to make his disgrace blatantly. Just contact Della remove her backpack, then pull the zipper, then take the item that Riswan asked for.
A square gift box with an elongated line pattern was handed over to Riswan. The young man quickly checked the contents, "Thank God it's still there. Now this will be with me. Oh, yeah, who among you gets a special gift at valentine's?"
"Didn't you feel like there's something weird about unlimited tickets that only a few people get?" Riswan played his fingers knocking on the table to reduce the anxiety in his heart, "I think, the recent events are not true. What do you think?"
A look of doubtful eyes with a look of discomfort. The young man was completely troubled by the situation at hand. However, Sarah is still calm, even looks relaxed responding to the statement of the lover. The girl felt safe knowing. If there is a show, there will be a Papa as well.
If you say reasonable. Sure didn't. The situation clearly said that they would enter a game. From the name of the event alone, it has been confirmed what will happen. Then, if people hope everything is okay. Isn't that stupid?
"I think everything's good. Why overthinking? Is not in the letter of agreement clearly stated terms and conditions that apply." clearly Della did not want to participate dissolved in Riswan's anxiety.
You're all pretending to be stupid. I knew tonight would be a long story. There is no logic in insanity. Welcome to darkness life.~ one's inner self among the horde.
Time passes so fast. In the midst of tension, people try to be themselves. For a moment enjoy the rest of the time they think will be taken forever. Clock-hand sound. Increasingly added to the anxiety. Tik tok, tik tok, tik tok. The rhythm cannot be forgotten.
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