The Power of Cyra

12. Mystery man!

Celia's face looked nervous. He did not think the girl Ryan meant was himself.

Ryan glanced at Celia who looked dumbstruck feeling uncomfortable expressing her feelings. She is so afraid that Celia will stay away from her like Cyra who stayed away from Sean after the date.

"Celia!"

"Hm!"

"I'm sorry if I'm being too honest about how I feel about you. I'm not forcing you to like me. I just want to....!"

"Not to feel guilty like that Ryan! Not that I don't want to know love, but I don't want to be stuck with it.

In my belief, there's no dating term, so I'm sorry it can't be the way you want it." Celia's words were ash in Ryan's hearing.

"You mean you reject me?"'

"Not a rejection but rather a principle applied by my parents who do not know dating.

They loved each other but harbored that feeling a few years later only dared to propose to my mother and get married. So they dated her after marriage."

"What if in the course of life their marriage is not lasting, will not trigger divorce?"

"If marriage is based on worship because of God, any conflict as big as it comes, will not be shaken." Celia explained the meaning of love itself.

"Why do your beliefs look complicated and boring while life is full of freedom of expression but must be bound in a commitment with a foundation of belief." Reply Ryan.

"Because you think marriage is just a bed need, it doesn't make you calm down.

If the woman's body as a satiating tool, then until anytime you will continue to feel thirsty will se*s. And it won't satisfy you, as a result your mind will never find peace."

Without feeling they have arrived at Celia's apartment. Without inviting Ryan to stop by, Celia immediately said goodbye and did not forget to say thank you.

"See you Ryan! Good.bye!"

Celia waved her hand. And Ryan just pulled both corners of his lips before leaving Celia in front of the apartment lobby.

"Until now, liberal thought will never continue with our faith based on the sunna of the prophet.

And I will not abandon the sunna of my prophet just to please the interests of others, including you Ryan!" Mumbled Celia while pressing the elevator button.

As his legs stepped into the walking box, a man wearing a hat, glasses and a mask stood beside him.

Celia sensed that there was an awkwardness from the look of the man that looked very mysterious. His feelings are getting restless.

His feeling said that the person next to him is not the occupant of this apartment. Celia picks up her phone quietly to contact Cyra who may already be in the apartment.

"Cyra Hallo! You can pick me up at the elevator door. Looks like there's a very suspicious person in the elevator with me."

Say Celia in Indonesian.

"What floor are you on?"

"New to the fifteenth floor."

"That means five more floors you just arrived on the twentieth floor. Stay calm and don't show your fear to that person.

Pray for God's protection. Don't hang up on you 'cause I'm heading to the elevator to pick you up."

"Hurry up Cyra or I'll pass out in front of this guy. It looks like one of his hands is inside his jacket.

And I couldn't see the look in his eyes because of his sunglasses and black mask. His face is hard to recognize."

Said Celia while swallowing her saliva that had been stuck in her throat.

"I was at the elevator door. As soon as the elevator door opened, I stepped out. Now step slowly quietly closer to the elevator door and don't turn your face back!"

"Okay Cyra!"

The elevator door opened, Celia saw Cyra who was already in front of the elevator door immediately jumped into Cyra's arms. The man came out on the same floor as Celia.

Feeling suspicious, Cyra rebukes the mysterious man to ask his purpose.

"Hi man, wait!"

The man stopped his steps with his ready hand taking something from behind his jacket.

Said Cyra who also pulled out her gun behind her back.

Justright. The mysterious man pulled out his gun and started firing towards Cyra. As fast as lightning Cyra leapt here and there like a squat dodging the shot.

He began to focus his mind on bringing out his power to avenge the mysterious man's attack.

A strong gale thrust blew the body of the mysterious man so far away that his gun slipped out of his hand.

Cyra slowly approached the man who wanted to reach for his gun but was taken by Cyra.

The man's thigh was stepped on by Cyra while pointing the muzzle of the gun at his face."

"Say! Who told you to kill us?"

Ask Cyra with a dark face.

"Shoot me, hurry!" Shouted the handsome man.

He could not get up to sit up because his body seemed to be attached to the red carpet of the corridor of the apartment.

"I'll let you go if you tell me who told you to kill us." Persuade Cyra.

"I won't tell you, miss. Now shoot me and our problems are over."

Said the handsome man who remained motionless from where he lay now.

Her body was completely stiffened by Cyra. This girl calmly pulled the black mask violently and grabbed her glasses.

In an instant the mysterious man's handsome face was revealed.

"What are you doing to my body, miss? Why can't I move my body?"

The frantic face was like a living robot that only Cyra had ordered to talk.

"I'll make your legs paralyzed without killing you."

Cyra crouched down next to the man and took off her hat.

He casually photographed the man's face from each side to detect the man's identity. The face photo was immediately sent to Celia for the girl to find out the person's personal data.

The photo sent to Celia's email was recorded directly by Calista.

"God our daughter's in danger."

Calista said when he detected the personal data of the handsome man who was a hitman who was feared by any mobster.

Calista immediately contacted her daughter Celia however, Celia's phone is busy at the moment.

While in the room, Celia contacted the security of the apartment by reporting the foreign man who was attacking them.

"Teacher.lord!"

"Yes Miss Celia!"

"Please go up to the twentieth floor immediately because we're both being attacked by unknown men."

Said Celia in a stammering voice.

"Miss Celia! Are you able to repeat your words again because your voice is not clearly heard by me."

The security of the apartment was chaotic.

As Celia repeated her words again, the security phone had already moved into the hands of the criminal.

"Hallo Sir! Have you heard my words?" Celia asked nervously.

"Hm!"

Celia's eyes widen." This is not the security voice. Oh, what's the fate of Cyra out there?" He hurriedly closed his phone.

Celia immediately contacted Cyra to remain vigilant as there were currently other villains who had already climbed onto the floor of their room.