The Murder of the Beloved

Chapter 48

Sorry the author again hurt yesterday so the update is a little neglected cake empty house ya😂 now we start again yes.

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"Yes dong." Frida smile. The reason that Bram put forward was logical but also serious. Bram did not mind. Ah, it's great to imagine himself sitting behind the wheel.

"Obviously it can't be tomorrow" Bram said in a stern voice.

"When off? Don't dawdle. Check the balance for a moment. There's no money at all."

"Next this week too. How about Saturday? You have that day off so you have a lot of time. But there are conditions. Cancel your date with Johan."

Frida's stunned. "He'll keep chasing me if I don't show up."

"Just meet him as usual, but don't go with him. Just find out what reason, cake."

Frida thought for a moment. Better not argue with Bram. The important thing is to get a car first. The business with Johan could be later. How could Bram spy on her constantly to check with anyone she's been in contact with? He smiled without burden. "Berez. I'll think of the most reasonable reason."

"So our promise is Saturday morning at ten. You wait for me here, okay? So I don't have to go upstairs. But you need to call me first. Friday night to recount a meeting with Johan and confirm our appointment."

Frida nodded happily. "Yes. Don't cancel, will you?" he said with a big smile.

"If anyone dies, it's off" Bram said as he got into his car.

But Bram's cynical voice doesn't mess with Frida's feelings. He was too happy to be affected by negative feelings.

On Friday afternoon he met Johan and sincerely felt sorry for having to break his promise. Johan looks handsome and young with blue jeans and a white shirt. His arms were muscular, his shoulders were stocky and his stomach was not protruding. He's not like a distended bram.

"I'm really sorry, because this afternoon it was impossible to go with you. I have to go home as usual."

Johan showed great disappointment on his face so Frida felt unbearable. "I'm sorry. It was really bad because I had to break my promise to you. But I hope you understand. Sometimes the obstacle is there, it cannot be prevented from coming." Frida feels grateful that Johan is not fussy about questioning what exactly the obstacle is. So he doesn't have to lie too much.

"Yes. I understand," Johan said languidly.

"How about Sunday?" Frida was eager to see again the joy on Johan's face. Increasingly, his belief that Johan did intend to approach him because of feelings of interest and not because of Lilis problems.

Johan raised his head and looked at Frida. Johan's face was beaming back and his eyes were glowing. He smiled gratefully and happily until Frida felt guilty for lying to him. But he was determined to fulfill the promise he had just made this time.

"It's so Frid? Can I come to your house on Sundays?" ask Johan.

Frida shook her head. "Look at. Don't go home yet, okay? It's nothing, you know. We just got acquainted?"

"Where should I pick you up? Time here." Johan scratched his head.

Frida smile. He liked Johan's attitude. "Of course not here, mas. But somewhere easy to reach, either by me or by you. It's just that if you pick me up at my house you'll have a hard time."

"On Plaza Indonesia only? Know right? Thamrin Street."

"Yes, know. But which side? The building is huge."

"On the front facing the hotel Indonesia. The building has several stairs. I'll sit there, near the pole. About eleven o'clock. If you haven't seen me yet, chances are I haven't come, you can park your car first. How's mas?"

"Well, you wanna sit on the stairs? Kasian is very."

"It's okay. A lot of people like to sit there. But if you come first, you're waiting for me there, right?"

"alright. I agree." Johan was amused. Maybe way so much better than now. He could have had more time with Frida. On his feelings he has made progress in his efforts to approach Frida or at least he managed to gain trust. So he will continue the strategy he has prepared. First, it seizes the belief that he is truly a "fancier". Second, in the early moments of the approach do not ask about Lilis let alone Bram. The question of challenging those things will only be issued when he is "familiar" with Frida, but of course in an inconspicuous way.

"You believe me, don't you?" ask Frida.

Johan looked at. That woman is beautiful, he thought. But it wasn't about the beauty she judged at the time. Something behind that beauty. He couldn't understand what it was. He did not know whether he could trust Frida or not. But he can't say anything else. "Of course I believe you. Well, it's nice to feel." she said with an innocent smile, but in her heart she felt ashamed. If not for Dinda's sake, she would have gone all the way from Frida's side, no matter how beautiful she was. He would run back into the arms of a woman he already knew and understood, making him feel safe and calm. Irene.

Frida was delighted to hear Johan's reply. Usually men who approach her like to be urgent and pushy with their own desires. Johan was different with his confidence and calmness. Still beside Johan, Frida was dreaming. Before long, he doesn't have a car but a girlfriend.

The bus came, they separated. Johan and Frida throw each other friendly smiles and warm hands. Until the Sunday.

Shortly after returning home and resting, Frida fulfills her promise to Bram to call and tell him about her meeting with Johan earlier. "Beres. He received the cancellation without wondering."

"So easy?" bram's voice sounded incredulous.

"Yes. Apparently he's not the type of person who's chatty. Like you."

"Who knows you're calling next to him and not your usual place. I can't see you."

Frida put her mouth out. That was typical of Bram, he thought. "How can I prove the truth of my words?"

"I'll be there now to see you."

"Ouch, Mas. The hell I lied," Frida lamented.

"If you're not lying, just let me come to see you with my own eyes."

"Please. Come if you want." By not being judes because remember that Bram has not given what he wants.

"Hey, what's wrong?" there was the sound of Bram's laughter full of jokes.

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