The Marriage Order

A Name

The trembling of the body I felt when I saw Satya standing before me. He smiled broadly. Look me in the eyes meaningfully.

I swallowed spit. I felt an excited heart rate. The sweat flooded the body as if protesting at his presence. Even though the cold room had reached its maximum limit.

"Hi Sheryl, we meet again."

"Satyas! You mean what's my cane here?!" I stared in anger.

"Sheryl baby, you're safer here. No one's gonna bother us both." Satya stepped closer towards me.

I pulled my body back. The door is still locked and I can't move. Satya grabbed my hand. Kissing the back of my hand many times. I tried to fight back, but he kept flinching. His behavior is disgusting.

"Lo doesn't have to be nervous like that, Sher. I really love you," he said, then took off my arm.

"Darling you said, huh?! With my brackets in this place, you say you love me? The real Sat, this isn't darling. Conscious Sat!"

"I'm crazy about you. But you chose Baruna to be your fiancee. It makes me hurt."

"Sat, you're the same me. Everyone must be panicking. At least, let me call them."

"Keep you want to say that you were held captive with me here? You think I'm stupid?!" satya stared in anger. Her face flushed.

"Lo's really crazy" I sneered as I shook my head.

"It's up to you to say I'm crazy. But I love everything I do." Satya smiled smirked.

I took a deep breath, looking at him hatefully. I think he's taken aback by what he did. But my mind misses, she turns out to be more and more so.

"Oh sweetie, don't look at me like that. Lo look more beautiful, make me impatient immediately taste the dish in front of the eyes."

"Shoppers! Damn you!"

I stepped towards him hitting his chest that field with all my might. She ignored him, letting me hit him. Then he grabbed my body into his arms.

"Good night, baby. Don't forget the dinner was eaten. I'll come again tomorrow" he whispered right in my ear.

I hurriedly pushed his body, but it was a pity that his strength was much greater than mine. He hugged so tightly that it kept me flinching on the spot.

Satya took off her embrace, looking at my teary eyes. I started crying and couldn't do anything about his behavior.

"Dear, don't be sad. I can't stand to see you cry. It makes me impatient." Satya smiled as she tried to wipe away my tears, but I immediately brushed off her hand.

"Gue doesn't need your mercy!"

"Oh that? Okay I stay first. Sleep well, Sher. Oh yes, I have prepared some clothes in the closet that you can wear. You have to dress up pretty for tomorrow morning." Satya turned towards walking out of the room leaving me.

I grabbed a small vase of flowers near me, threw it firmly right against the door leaf and smashed into pieces. The feelings of anger and sadness mixed into one. It makes me unable to think clearly.

I was sitting on the edge of the bed. My tears can't hold. I started crying. I regretted agreeing to Satya's invitation to meet. I'm sorry I knew him. I regretted my past self.

Baby, find me quickly!

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Baruna PoVs

I glanced at my watch, the time had already shown at seven in the morning when I had just arrived and met Mr. Wicak who picked me up at the airport.

"For Mas!" sapana.

"For Sir! Sorry to bother you on holidays. The driver in the house is not there."

"Yes it's okay. Tumben impromptu once home," said Mr. Wicak while putting my suitcase into the trunk of the car.

"There is an urgent matter to be taken care of" I said and then entered the car followed by Mr. Wicak who entered and sat in the steering wheel.

"We just go home?"

"Please go to Sheryl's house, sir."

"Oh the urgent longing," continued Mr. Wicak laughing.

"Sheryl's been missing since yesterday."

"Lost?" asked Mr. Wicak surprised.

"Report the police."

"Yes, the plan is to report to Reza today."

"Hopefully meet soon."

"Hopefully sir."

Mr. Wicak stepped on his gas pedal strongly increasing the speed of his car on the highway. I closed my eyes. A little unwind after the long journey I felt.

Suddenly my phone rang, I took the little thing out of the bag. Reynand's name appears on the screen. I lifted.

"Yes Rey, what's wrong?"

"Did Sheryl meet?"

"Lo know he's missing?"

"Hm .... I know from my sister. How's it going?"

"Not been contacted until now. Just wanted to call the police."

"Gue can come?"

"For what?" many confused.

"Gue was worried about her too."

I sighed, it was hard to allow her to come look for Sheryl but I hurriedly lost my ego and said, "Alright .... The more people who search, the better. We meet at the police station at ten."

"okay."

"Yes." Yeah."

Reynand ended her call. I pensively myself. There's something strange that I don't know, Reynand's changed. He cares more about Sheryl.

Does he like my fiancee?

I shook my head, trying to dispel those negative thoughts. He couldn't have liked Sheryl. But why did he give Sheryl a present yesterday? It is hard to avoid that thought. But Sheryl couldn't have betrayed me either, right?

An hour later we arrived at Sheryl's residence. I rushed down from the car.

"Pak Wicak can deliver my suitcase first?"

"Can It be."

"Thank you, sir. After that just go home, yes," said I who felt sorry for Mr. Wicak who was so obedient to my words. He still works and serves at the end of the week.

I pressed the doorbell. Not long after that, Auntie opened the door. Her shabby face and her puffy eyes make me feel sorry for it. She hugged me, crying.

"Where is Sheryl, son? Aunt worried. I couldn't sleep last night. Just crying. It can also be entertaining. Today we're going to the police station."

"Quiet Aunt, we'll find Sheryl. He must be strong. Not less than one." I comforted Aunt Rini, hugged her back.

Reza and Om the Great then appear together. They told me to come in. We all sat in the living room discussing.

"Son, you're not going home yet?" tanya Om Agung's.

"How can I go home and my fiance is missing out of nowhere, Om."

"Yes Om understands. But must be tired of traveling far," said Om Agung.

"It's okay, Om" I replied.

"So how? We're going to the police station now?" ask Aunt Rini.

"Wait for Ma, I have a feeling that the mastermind behind Sheryl's disappearance is not a stranger" Reza said.

"What do you mean, son?"

"Well, what does that mean, Za? Sheryl has no enemies" added Om Agung.

Suddenly I remembered someone's name. I unconsciously muttered a name, "Satya."