The Desire of the Master

CHAPTERS. 118

"Ofra, Sabrina. Are you sure you're not eating?"

Zayran tried to melt the atmosphere at the dining table.

But no one said, the silence created. Both are alive, but their hearts are dead. Dissolved in grief.

"No, Mister. We'll excuse you to go to the room" said Sabrina and Arma.

"When you hurt yourself like that, prolonged grief will never solve the problem. Revenge takes energy, physical strength and mental strength."

Arma and Sabrina turned to the man who was now standing with pride. The two sat back down, undoing the intention to the room. They both ask Zayran to find Andra.

"That's easy, as long as your promise is to be kept."

"Actually who are you looking for, come all the way to Indonesia?"

Zayran took the wallet, took out an outdated photo. Show it to Sabrina.

Sabrina's tears came back. He made Zayran wonder and ask questions.

"You know, Sabrina?"

"The man in this photo is my father-in-law and this teenage boy is my husband that Andra slaughtered."

Zayran. Swiping his thunderous chest due to the outpouring of regret and burning anger. Very painful meeting and facts.

"Wilson's name" Zayran explained.

"Yes, she is my kind father-in-law who has raised the rank of a country girl like me. While the teenager in the photo is Alexander Wijaya, the husband I love so much."

Zayran still looks confused. "Are Wilson and Tanto Wijaya the same person?"

"Yes," Sabrina replied with confidence. Wiping away the tears that kept flooding the cheeks.

The tall man was lunglai, back sitting while massaging the temple.

"I owe them."

"Can you help me get my husband back?"

My eyes Zayran stared with pity at Sabrina.

"Are you sure Alex is still alive?"

"Very sure."

Zayran reached into his pants pocket. Take the flat object that has been vibrating since.

"Please carry out my orders, the picture I sent. Andra must avenge every pain the Wilson family feels."

**

That helpless skinny body was in a bind. Begging for a glass of water, but only a splash of water was obtained. Even so the man was still grateful to be able to enjoy the water that hit his face.

"Decil, who wants to see you."

Andra was as if she was not tired of cursing the already helpless man.

"Lex, you know. Sabrina called me, she said she loved me."

A smile rose from the face that was now overgrown with that thin beard.

"Don't laugh too much, you'll cry."

"Damn!"

Andra wanted to kick, but it didn't.

"I don't want to poke this leg, feed him. In order to have the energy to witness my marriage to Sabrina."

Those wide steps passed away accompanied by cheerful laughter, as if victory would be had.

"I trust you, Sabrina," Alex said.

"Non Sabrina will never be betrayed, sir," Rey woke Alex to her feet. They both enjoyed a simple meal in the dungeon. Andra deliberately made the place so that Alex and Rey no one found it.

While Mami Tiwi became a maid at Andra's house as well as Aunt An.

"Cooking is good Mommy. There's a surprise I want to give you," you said with a cheerful face.

"Not that, I always cook good for you."

"It has to be special, Sabrina will be here. That name makes you happy, doesn't it? But not to give you happiness, but disappointment."

"It doesn't take much to threaten, don't let the disappointment you get. A person who is too high will fall deeply."

"Well, I don't care about your threats."

Andra headed for the room, standing by the open window. Sighing in the long, restless breath that he now felt, a prolonged sense of guilt haunted his mind.

"It shouldn't be like this" he muttered with a face.

A photo hanging from the wall of the room became a painful memory for Andra. After discovering the fact that made him filled with guilt.

"Why, Pah?"

A drop of tears fell down her cheek. "I've gone too astray to step into the abyss of darkness."