The Passion of Love of the Racer

Intentionally creating a commotion

Keanu walks modar mandir inside the balcony of his apartment. Since last night his heart has not calmed down. He wanted to go to Xander's residence, but was worried that his arrival would make things worse. Ever since the events at the party, Keanu started to unsettle. He was worried about Jihan's situation there.

Keanu kept holding his phone. Since this morning, he had been telling people to monitor Xander's residence.

Dret ... Dret .. Dret …

“Halo.” Keanu picked up his phone.

“Bos, your female colleagues are in pursuit of Gio's men. I saw Gio's men running from base.”

Keanu surprised. He panicked. “Sh*t. But my lady's there, how's it?”

Keanu is worried about Jihan. As for Fiona, the woman must have received protection from the cooperating police team.

“She has not yet left the house,” replied the man Keanu told to stand guard in front of the house of Wiliam.

Keanu hung up on me. He can't just sit back and just wait for Jihan to call him. He has to do something.

In a different place, Fiona was still driving the car at high speed. He avoided chasing Gio's men. Behind Gio's men who were chasing him there was a police car that was chasing after Gio's people. The car was like a convoy, going hand in hand at high speed.

“Fio, you still hear me?” ask the police team

“Yes, I still hear you,” replied Fiona.

“Do not panic! Take your car north, I'll pick you up there and I'll drive you straight to the airport. Your plane is available,”, said the man.

“No. My partner's still left at Xander's. I can't go home without him,” Fiona answered frantically while driving to the area mentioned by the police team who worked together to eradicate Gio's business.

“There is no time to return," said the man.

“No. I came here with him and came home with him.”

“Can't, Fio. We have to do plan B,” said the man on the phone.

Fiona's confused. Should he turn his vehicle around and pick up Jihan? But he has no strength to face Gio alone, while his team asks him to go home soon because the situation is getting precarious.

“Fio, obey the command,” said one of the men from Indonesia, whose voice Daoat Fiona heard from the device still attached to his ear.

“Our responsibility. You don't have to worry" said the Indonesian again.

Fiona complies and drives her car north.

At Xander's residence, Jihan's heart was racing. The direction of his eyes was fixed on the plastic containing a pile of cell phones collected by Craig earlier. Out there, Gio, Craig and his other men are communicating to get Fiona.

Jihan saw clearly the pugnacity of Gio's face. The guy's getting creepy. He also did not hesitate to throw bullets in any direction to vent his frustration.

Jihan looked at Nancy who was still in the kitchen. William looks invisible. I don't know where the middle-aged man is.

“Nancy, why are you?” jihan asked, looking at Nancy's face that had grimaced like she was holding back pain.

“I can't see blood, Miss. I feel like vomiting,” replied Nancy.

“Go to the bathroom. Let your cooking I continue,” Jihan said. He saw Nancy boiling water.

Jihan tried to think about taking the plastic, then removing the chip from her phone and putting it on just about any cell phone that was in the plastic.

Jihan has an idea. He deliberately made a row with as if the kitchen was a fire because of his actions that could not cook and use the stove. Jihan opened the gas from two idle furnaces and lit the fire from one furnace next to her. The fire also burned upwards. He took the cloth as if trying to put out the fire that rose to the top.

“Please ... fire .. Please ..” jihan yelling for help.

Suddenly, the people who were with Gio also ran inside and approached Jihan.

“Oh, ***,” umpat Craig when he saw the fire almost devoured the kitchen.

“Why can it be like this? Where's Nancy. If you can't cook, don't go to the kitchen.” Gio scolded Jihan.

Slowly Jihan retreated, getting backwards closer to the plastic that contains many phones that have been turned off. In between the furore of all those who tried to put out the fire. Jihan took the plastic and shaved it into a small room nearby. Quickly and eyes are always on guard in the direction of the boisterous, he took off the back of the phone one by one, because the chip is attached to the battery of the phone. The same phone makes Jihan have to open the one thing to find his phone is different because there is another object behind it.

“Ah, here it is.” Jihan was relieved to get her cell phone.

He quickly removed the chip and attached it to another phone. Jihan stuck the chip random. He did not know who the phone belonged to, he attached the chip because the phone is dead and with the same type.

When it was finished and safe, Jihan walked out of the room and put the plastic back in place.

Jihan was able to breathe a sigh of relief, as no one had seen her action. They are busy with the fire in the kitchen that is getting extinguished after Jihan finished moving the chip to another phone.

“Where have you been?” ask Gio. “Everyone is bothered because of you.”

“Ma. I was in the toilet. I'm nervous. Sorry I ruined your kitchen.”

Gio stared intently at Jihan. He had forgotten his confiscation. But when Gio glanced at the plastic containing many confiscated cell phones earlier, he saw the plastic was still in the same position.

The furore is over. The kitchen is no longer burning. Gio scolded the new Nancy after the incident was over. Nancy just looked down. Jihan also looked down. Gio had actually suffered a huge loss today.

Then, Gio asks Graig to take the plastic containing the cell phones of all who live in this house. William is back in sight. Everyone gathered in the spacious back garden to witness who the traitor was.

“This phone belongs to Post,”, said Graig who knows every mobile phone given to every person who lives in this house.

Craig opened the back of the phone and there was no other object attached to it.

“This phone belongs to Clara,” Graig said again, as Gio put down Paska's phone and picked up another phone.

Gio looked at Jihan sharply, while the owner of the phone remained calm.

“No,” Craig said again after opening the back of the communication tool that had been held by Jihan.

“Hah.” Jihan can breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, Gio's eyes widened when he got a single object stuck on a cellphone after Jihan's phone. “Whose is this? Ask Craig.

“Luna.”

The woman who was called his name immediately panicked and shook her head. “No.”