The Love of Casanova

WHERE IS HE, BANG?

The days go on, the Daily's state is getting messy. The poor girl always locked herself in her room.

If he talks, he will answer as necessary. Frans' terrifying and terrible shadows are traumatizing.

"Dad, eat first, baby.. From morning you haven't eaten yet" said Nek Lai as he approached and sat on the edge of his poor grandson's bed.

"Ai indak want to eat rice, Grandma," Daily told her grandmother.

"Then, what does Ai want to eat? Let Grandma make it," bargained Nek Lai. The old lady rubbed the Daily's head.

"I want sour oranges that are in the back, there are indak fruit huh, grandma?" tanya Daily to Nek Lai with saliva that seemed to want to drip.

Hearing the Daily's request, Nek Lai fell silent. Is it carrying her grandson? If it is true to contain, how is the rice? Containing no husband, even the appearance of the man alone Nek Lai did not know.

"Oh my God, how is this?" inner Nek Lai wailed sadly.

"Grandma look first, yeah. Perhaps the orange is fruiting" Nek Lai told the Daily.

"I'm sorry, Grandma. It's been a month lately Ai has always been bothering grandma. Ai Indak help grandma at all," said Daily with teary eyes. "It's always been a grandmother's burden from childhood up until now." Escape the tears, wetting Daily's paled white cheeks.

"Don't cry" said Nek Lai. The old woman wiped her grandson's tears. "Ai Indak never troubled grandma, Ai was not a burden. Ai is a gift from God that grandmother has and must take care of, please forgive the grandmother who had neglected to take care of Ai until a bad event happened to Ai like this."

Nek Lai was so sorry for everything that had happened to his granddaughter. He had been a failed parent, failing to take care of his granddaughter who was so kind, gentle and loving.

"Let's wait a minute, let grandma see the orange. Don't cry anymore" said Nek Lai, wiping his grandson's tears.

"Yes, Grandma," Daily forced her smile on her grandmother. After her grandmother came out of the room, the girl went back to lying in her bed.

Lately, Daily often feels sleepy and weak. Not only that, he became so unhappy when he saw rice and smelled the aroma of cooking. His stomach will feel so nauseous, but strangely if the food and cooking was removed nausea that he felt soon disappeared.

"His face was so handsome, but those eyes implied such great hatred. It was as if his eyes were covered with vengeance." suddenly, Daily remembered the man who had desecrated him even torturing him heartlessly.

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"Where should I find that girl?" frans guman. "Why doesn't anyone answer my question? They don't know and don't know the woman or just pretend?" Frans was so astonished.

There have been many places that he went to look for the existence of Daily, even where he kidnapped Daily and the surrounding area he had visited and asked the people who lived in the complex area. No one knows or knows the Daily.

For residents of the CISALAK complex themselves, they did hide the state of the Daily from unknown outsiders. So, Frans could not find the whereabouts of Daily in the complex.

"Where are you, Miss? Please forgive me for wrongly hurting people" Frans said as he hugged the sprai on which the bed was to do bad and sadistic things to the Daily. Of course, the spai has been washed clean.

"I promise I will make up for everything and will marry you, if Aki manages to find you." Frans spoke with great certainty.

"No, Mister. I'm Daily not Daisy, please don't do it!" that poor girl's screech always haunts Frans' mind.

Unknowingly, tears dripped from Frans' eyes. Long time the young man was alone in his apartment, until finally he decided to ask the Brother who told the Daily home.

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When he got home, Frans immediately pushed his brother's door violently.

Brak!

"What are you doing?" Pras looked at his sister with a surprised face.

"Tell Frans, bang. Where's the girl's house? I've been looking all the way here and there but I haven't found the girl, not even a trace of her." Frans grabbed her hair in such frustration.

"You're a man, right? So find out for yourself until you meet, didn't you touch and stain that poor girl alone?" Pras smiled wryly at his sister. "So, never ask for help from others to solve the problems you are facing.

Not not pity Frans, but Pras deliberately so that his sister can learn responsibility and think first before doing something. Therefore, Pras deliberately did not tell, but he knew very well where Daily lived.