The Love Between Two Countries

Allow Me to be Selfish

It didn't take long, after two days of Bernard taking care of the company as without knowing there was a problem, right on day three, the special police came to pick Bernard up on the fraud report.

Bernard was arrested without a fight. Bernard just follows Alex's game. Alex had promised to only allow Bernard no more than twenty-four hours to distort the real facts.

Secretary Bernard is also working hard to find out who the traitor to his boss is. If Gilberto is monitoring the company's movements, Alex is more focused on Bernard's situation secretly. Alex's men moved according to his instructions.

On the other hand, Azharin was feeling very bored. He missed Bernard very much. "Darling, do you miss your father so much, or do you miss him?" azharin was half-sad. Azharin sat in front of the window.

"Darling, I seem to miss you. Although there are many things that Laurren said in his text messages, I would be selfish this much, dear. I will not let his goal be achieved. I'll still fight for our household if you choose to have me." Azharin continued to speak, while looking far out the window.

Her tears began to pool in her eyes. Slowly but surely began to flow down her cheeks. "Honey, all this time mama has always been strong to face anything, but now mama feels weak if without your papa. I want you to love and choose both of us. I don't know if you'll be strong without your dad."

Azharin wiped away her tears. A flash of his brother's shadow was present in Azharin's mind. "Abang, I need a brother right now. If this were Indonesia, I'd call my brother. Only my brother's phone number I remember other than my husband's. My brother was scared actually without anyone I know here. Alex promises to be okay. I can't just trust him too much. What should I do bang?"

Azharin turned her attention when she heard a knock on the door. He was hoping Alex would come. It turned out that the butler came to deliver breakfast. Azharin this morning felt very lazy to get out of the room.

The butler put breakfast on the little table. Then he said, "If anything Miss wants, tell me."

"Sir, I'm so bored. May I borrow your cell phone to call Mr. Alex." Azharin looks clear.

The butler couldn't resist when he saw Azharin's face. Moreover, plus saw Azharin rub his stomach which he knew was pregnant. Azharin's age and pregnancy reminded her of her daughter.

"Miss promised only Mr. Alex would be contacted. Master can be very angry, if Miss runs away from here." The butler firmly reminded Azharin.

"Master don't worry. I couldn't have ruined his plan. He promised us all three would be fine."

The butler gave him his cell phone, and resigned himself after Azharin promised that he would return it to him.

"Miss eat first."

"Good."

The butler left the room. Azharin instead of eating, but chose to lie down to find a comfortable position. His lentic finger quickly pressed his brother's number and typed a message on WhatsApp.

Azharin of course could not believe it when her brother called back, and asked Azharin to give her location. Azharin directly changed the video call phone connection.

Azharin did not linger talking weighing the butler came back because too long the phone was returned.

Azharin deleted the connection history and returned the phone after her brother promised to follow. Azharin felt that there was no problem if his brother came.

Armian said he wanted to take a walk in the area around his hotel, looking for a change of clothes while looking for information about Azharin's disappearance. He certainly didn't get any obstruction. Their priority is not Armian.

"Master don't need me to help?"

"No, I'm just tired of waiting for my sister's husband. I want to find change of clothes and food while looking for info on where my sister is."

"All right."

"Oh yeah, if I lose my way, you could be where I call, right?"

"certain."

Armian does not trust anyone, he will find himself according to the address point given by his sister. He can ask questions and be sure he can find.

Armian went according to his word. He doesn't want to be suspected. He entered and circled the clothing store not far from his hotel. He bought a steel outfit that wasn't very expensive. Then move away as if looking for a place to eat.

When he felt safe, he began to ask where this location was and what vehicle to use there. Armian suggested taking the bus and telling the bus which destination. Armian is moving fast.

It was only a matter of hours that he had reached his small town, although the exact place where his sister had not yet been found. Armian didn't lose his mind. He asked some people, although sometimes getting obstacles people he asked could only speak the local language.

Armian finally looks for a taxi he can rent to get to his destination. He got a taxi and the driver spoke English. Armian refused when the driver did not understand English. He did not want any trouble when communicating to ask the details of the place.

Armian said his brother-in-law was on vacation there with his wife, who is his sister from Indonesia. After that, no more questions. The taxi driver knows enough not to violate the privacy of his passengers.

"As per loaksi, this is your home" said the taxi driver. Armian pays according to the stated rate. Don't forget to say thank you.

"Are you sure I left." The taxi driver was only well-intentioned.

"Are you willing to wait until I make sure they're home?" ask Armian. What if he still got the wrong address, while the public transportation is almost invisible at all.

"Good."

Armian promised to give tips if they existed, and would pay the cost of a taxi if he reused his services.

Armian saw the mansion deserted. He walked cautiously towards the house without fencing. Armian was quite surprised by the state of a large house and a large yard without a guardrail. Unlike in Indonesia for him, a small house can be fenced luxury. Here, the distance from home to home is very far but seems calm.

Azharin paced to the window. He was waiting for his brother to arrive. Just as he looked back out, Azharin saw a taxi parked away from his yard. Azharin believes her brother found himself.

Azharin rushed out of the room unhindered. Ever since Alex spoke to Azharin, the surveillance was no longer strict. Azharin has also been able to get out of the room and even the house without being banned.

Azharin opened the front door casually. Just when Armian arrived in front of the big door.

"Arin," said Armian can't believe he saw his sister doing well without missing anything.

"Dude." Azharin immediately hugged her brother. Just when the bodyguard came and pointed the gun at Armian.

"Don't touch. He's my brother. Call Alex then you won't be disrespectful to my brother!" azharin's voice sounded sharp. Deep in his soul he was trembling because his brother was suddenly put to a gun. Azharin never saw any bodyguards carrying pistols. Azharin also forgot, if in the West anyone is free to have a gun as long as they have a license.

"Down your weapons if you don't want to be seen by the cab I asked to wait." Armian reminded me. Even though he did not understand exactly how the story went. He did not want the taxi driver to go and report to create new problems for him and Azharin.

They lowered the gun that had been pointed. One bodyguard called Alex and said quickly and clearly. It appears the bodyguard gave the phone to Azharin.

"The arm has reached you?" ask Alex to make sure.

Azharin did not want to talk much and reap misunderstandings. "Yes, and I promise to stay here with him, until you bring Bernard safely here."

"good. I appreciate your promise. You're probably calmer with your brother."

"certain."

"Okay, tell your brother. Ask him to take care of you."

"How long am I here?"

"Later tonight I'll call you Miss Beautiful. I'm so busy. Again, trust me and Bernard, baby."

"I certainly believe."

"Alright, give your cell phone to my men." Azharin gave and before long she got the nod.

"Hurry up and ask the cab to leave and trust Bernard and Alex." Azharin deliberately kept using English so as not to cause other thoughts for Alex's men because of the language they did not understand.

Armian doesn't want to argue much. He went and gave tips according to his promise.

"Is there a problem, sir?" ask the taxi driver.

"Nothing, just a little misunderstanding." Armian gave an excuse.

"Go, and thank you."

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