The Murder of the Beloved

Chapter 46

Spirit Kelar🤭🤭🤭

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He also wants to know, why Johan is still thinking and paying attention to Lilis, even though they have long been divorced while Lilis was married to someone else.

"Aren't you married yet?" frida asked with a glance.

Johan showed his fingers empty without a ring. Enough of the answer. "Who knows you're a copoti first" quipped Frida, pretending to be disbelieving.

"If so, there must be a mark on the finger. The usual part of the skin covered by the ring must be different colors from the surrounding. Here, look." Johan thrust out his ten fingers.

Frida just watched for a minute. He certainly knows the truth of Johan's words. "Yes, shit. I believe it" he said with a sweet smile.

Johan looked at Frida with a meaningful look. It seemed like she was stunned by Frida's smile. But in his heart he felt guilty.

Frida's bus is coming. They stood. Johan thrusts his hand to greet Frida and deliberately linger holding Frida's hand, as if reluctant to let go. Then he waved after Frida came in and turned to her. Frida also replied to her wish.

Upon arrival at her home, Frida contemplates the events she experienced just now. What would he say to Bram later so that the man would open his wallet again? He should plan it well.

Frida is determined, that this is the last time she contacts Bram. Lastly, he asked for a part. After that, he did not want to deal with the man anymore. Therefore the part he wants to ask for must be large enough to be able to satisfy his feelings. Bram has been treating her unfairly. He does not believe that Bram only managed to drain Lilis deposits alone. There must be others. Perhaps jewelry or other possessions he did not know about.

While from Indira, Bram victims before Lilis, clearly more familiar to know the contents of his house. Indira is a childless widow who gets a decent inheritance from her late first husband. Therefore after his death, Indira's treasures all fell into Bram's hands. There's a house and its contents, land, jewelry, money and I don't know what else. But he who is credited with introducing the two women to Bram after investigating and judging them suitable for victimization, only got a small share. The number is only about three million. It should have been much more. Supposedly the amount that was worth getting was it could be used to buy a car.

No need for luxury sedans, but enough antelope cars. Thus he did not have to bother waiting for the bus every day. Really annoying and adorable. His idiot, when he did not want to demand and just accept how much was given. And without his services, Bram would not have been able to get all the treasure. But it must be admitted, Bram is always ready to give money whenever he has difficulties. But the amount is a little, just cover his needs. What does such an amount mean, because it is always exhausted to eat daily.

He looked deeper. Now he knows that Bram is a dangerous man. But he was sure, that he would not just be removed because it was still needed. Maybe Bram still wants to adventure again. That was evident from his request to keep working together. So as long as it's needed, it won't just be removed. He should use that. It is foolish to say that he wants to break up. For the day he said so without thinking long. He recalled his conversation with Johan and smiled. Yes, one must be good at using tactics to achieve his desires. He must learn not to always walk straight to the goal.

The flat doesn't have a phone. There is indeed profit and loss considering all costs borne by three. Who uses the phone more than anyone else? But the disadvantage is the difficulty if you want to contact others. As of now he cannot contact Bram in a private setting. So he was forced to get down from his flat on the third floor to find a slow payphone armed with coins.

Bram was contacted. "What else is Frid?" asked Bram in an uncomfortable tone.

"Ah, you don't want to know what it looks like. Yes, I have." said Frida exasperated.

"wait. Tell me what's up. Don't squash dong." Bram's voice is sweeter.

"So you don't sound very happy that I'm considered a beggar. Nothing is thought to be be begging."

"Dear it, Frid. I'm dizzy again. Wanted angry. Come, say. What's up?"

"So Johan saw me again. It looks persistent."

"What the hell do you want, she's that?"

"Eitherway. He took me out. He seems interested in me."

"interested you? Hu, dreadlocks!"

Frida gets hot. "You think I'm such an ugly creature that no man is interested in me?" screeching growl.

"I'm not that stupid, Mom."

"Want you be invited by him?"

"You! Promise it Saturday night."

"Oh, why would you?"

"That's my business. It has nothing to do with you. As a human being and as a man, Johan was quite interesting and fun."

"Ouch..."

Frida smile. "And I haven't hung out with men for long enough. It feels lonely."

"Hey, did you know that Johan had a friend gathering kebo?"

Frida was stunned for a moment. "Ah, the important thing is that he is not married," he said of the fool. A little bit disappointed but then it occurred to him that Johan was not important to him. If Johan really wants to use it then he must be able to use it back.

"Wait Frid. Where'd you call?"

"Regular. Public phone."

"So, aren't you afraid of hearing people?"

"It just so happens to be quiet."

"That's it. I came yes. We can talk freely."

"OKAY. I'll just wait downstairs." Frida remembers her feelings of anxiety the other day when she saw Bram's anger when they were alone in her flat. He better be careful.

Not until an hour later he saw Bram's car entering the courtyard of the flats. At that time quite a lot of people were windy around it. Some are playing badminton, some are traveling back and forth. Short is far from a quiet atmosphere. Frida rushed to Bram's car, which had found a parking space.

"Hey!" greet Bram with a sweet attitude.

"Hey too. So fast you came."

"Come, are we talking here?" Bram opens the door to his car, letting Frida in. But Frida doesn't feel safe in the car. "Ah, take it outside, Mas. It's good with the wind" He reasoned. Then the peacock spoke while standing and leaning the body into the car.

"Well, what do you want to talk about?" ask Frida.

"First of all I want to remind you of your promise. Did you give him your address?"

"Of course not. Don't worry about it."

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