The Destiny of Queenza's Love.

Tapak Tilas's

Queenza left the memorial park, walking down the streets where she and her mother often passed by.

Today he wants to reminisce, by going through every place he used to go with his family. Tomorrow he will start looking for a job

A rumbling stomach makes him stop at a seafood restaurant.

His family's restaurant that still stands strong until now.

"I never thought I'd sit here and eat alone." Mumbled slowly.

Today he really used it with nostalgia. City park, Resto, even to Dufan he sambangi. To remember his childhood.

And he decided to go home to Alika's contract by night so that his cousin would not worry.

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Meanwhile, in the other hemisphere the King had just returned to his luxurious Apartment.

Just now that the man wanted to stretch himself to unwind, a call required him to get back up.

The name of someone he knew plastered on the phone screen made him immediately shift the green icon on the flat object.

"Are you going to give me some good news tonight?" Say it without further ado.

" We've found traces of the woman, sir, she's in the western corner of Bandung."

"He's not far from my hometown and it took you years to find him? So loose how you work." The hardship.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Yes, I'll be back in Indonesia soon make sure you've found the person I'm looking for."

And he hung up without waiting for a response from the phone.

The king took a picture from the drawer. Her lips curved, staring at that childhood photo.

" I'll find you, Queen! And I'll keep my promise to bring you back."

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Queenzas

The girl took a long breath. Weary. This is the first day he is looking for a job, and already several cafes and resto he came but the results are still nil. Luck is not on his side.

the day that had gone into the afternoon made him decide to go home.he intercepted a taxi, then entered into it.

But when it was about to close the taxi door, a sturdy arm held the taxi door, followed by the entry of strangers in black jackets, hats and wearing masks.

" Road sir!" Exclaim that man.

" Oh, wait a minute." Said astonished. " I first got into this taxi, just as you carelessly got in." - grumbled.

" Road now, sir, I pay triple if you want to walk now." The man ignored Queenza's protest.

"Don't, sir, I got in my taxi first, so you have to follow me!" Queenza doesn't want to lose.

The taxi driver looked at them in turn.

" Five times" said the man again, and it seemed to have succeeded in getting the taxi driver to leave the place.

" Money beats everything." Queenza complained in her heart.

"Where are you going, ma'am, mbak?" Ask the taxi driver after a while to drive his vehicle.

"The Mentari Complex."

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Said the man later.

"Can't you find another cab? to force my way into the cab I've been riding?"

" It was urgent, if I had to find a taxi first, how could I run away from them." Say that man without feeling guilty.

"Snow?" muttered. He looked at the man suspiciously. "Black jacket, hat, and also wearing a mask." Queenza continued to watch the movements of the man next to her. And what did he say just now? Blurred? Escape from who? And why did he have to run away?

"I've been disguised like this, still they recognize me, shit!" Grumpy the man.

Queenza looked at the man next to her in full questioning, many questions revolving in her brain hearing the man's grunt.

"Are you a criminal?" Tanya who should not have escaped her lips. Because now the man is looking at him sharply.

"What did you say just now?"

"You wear a black jacket, a hat and also cover your face with a mask, you rush into my cab, do a disguise, run after someone, run after someone, how do I not think that's a criminal on the run, or are you a fugitive?" His words released all his analysis throughout the journey.

The man did not answer, instead opened the masjer and also his hat, making not only him but also the driver in front who now gawked at the handsome face behind the mask.

"Now you still think I'm a criminal?" He asked, with a charming smile.

"Gee. mas Ivander, what dream I had last night could bring a passenger like a mas ivander." Said the taxi driver with great admiration, making him ask confusedly.

"Dad you know him?" Ask, the driver

nodding. "who does not know Ivander? I can ask for his signature, yes, mas. My son is a big fan of mas lho." continued the driver at length.

"Sure, sir." Said the man without taking his eyes off him. Make him look out the taxi window.

"Wahhhh thanks, you know. My son must be this cute." The driver was still chattering ngalor ngidul.

"So now you still think I'm a criminal?"

He shook.

"Good." Said the man again.

"You don't want to ask for my autograph? or ask for a selfie with me?" He said again, making him look.

"Why should I do it?" Her lips.

"You don't know who I am?"He shook. Making the two eyebrows wrinkled, in disbelief.

"Who are you?"

"Ivander kamal prasetya, now you know, right?"

"Oh."

"Just Oh?"Said the man again.

"Then what should I do? yelling hysterically as soon as you know your full name?" He said, the man looked at him as if he could not believe what he had just said. "Like you're important."

"You really don't know who I am? Which planet are you from, so you don't know who I am?"The man's murmur, made him roll his eyeball.

"It has to be, huh? You're the president until I get to know you."

Queenza could see the man laughing.

"You know? You're the first person who doesn't recognize me in this town! And just so you know you can get a MURI record for that."