The Power of Cyra

17. Untouched

Sean maintains his principle of not opening his mouth at Cyra and Celia who are clever fishing the atmosphere.

He felt the two girls were framing him and pretending to slander his family just to get the email address of his informant.

Sean was also worried about his safety. If he told the informant his life would be at stake.

But, hearing what Celia and Cyra said about her family, she could not just shut up.

"All right! I'll tell you the guy's email address, but I want to know what you know about my family?"

Sean asked seriously.

Cyra clasped Celia's shoulders to signal the girl not to open her mouth about Mickael. She giggled and said back to Sean.

"Sorry Sean! Looks like we're not interested in your informant. And we're also not interested in telling you who your parents are, especially your father. Maybe you can find out about him yourself."

Said Cyra while smacking her smile sneaky grin.

Both of them left Sean in the cafe.

"Hey wait!"

Sean chases after the two, but Cyra and Celia have already gotten into their car regardless of Sean's call.

"It's better not to tell Sean about his father's actions because Sean will soon face a thesis hearing." Cyra said no heart to the handsome man.

"But, I'm still curious about that informant Cyra!"

Said Celia while driving the car.

"Have you forgotten that you're the expert in hacking other people's accounts?"

Cyra reminds Celia skills that rule the IT world.

"God! I forgot about that. You should have asked me to remove it immediately from that place." Both chuckle.

"But, what about Sean's fate if he asks about his father's dirty work?"

"That's Celia's business! That is beyond our capacity as friends. Simply baiting him by telling the black world his father had wrestled to this point, was enough to shock him."

"But you know Cyra himself, when we graduate, the election of the top brass of this country is going on, that means ministers who will help the leader of this country will sit in the white building.

Whether Sean's father entered it as a player or as an executor to block other officials who are worthy enough to sit in that prestigious place." Celia.

"Why do you bother Celia. When they become strong enough candidates for that great position, we can take them down with evidence of the crimes they kept neatly all along." Cyra.

"But Cyra, it's very dangerous and it's not our country to be able to overthrow them just like that. What else is it just to listen to our voices." Celia is doubtful.

"Celia! Remember, we are princesses who have strong backing to be able to enter the white building by thwarting the coronation given by the ruler of this country when they appointed them ministers to help the affairs of this country." Cyra.

"So we're going to involve our two kingdoms at once to quell their evil, Cyra?"

"Yes baby! And of course Oma Andien's work that has an important role as an Indonesian delegation that will thwart their plans because this is a world issue." Typhoon Cyra.

"God! So we're gonna get them all involved, Cyra?"

"If your mother could overthrow the very corrupt ministers of the kingdom back then, why can't we?" Obviously Cyra by still smelling her smile.

"If ummi, he dared to do that when Hassan's grandfather supported him and also Abi. And it happened in the country of her husband and in his palace.

It was a worthy thing to fight for because of the position of Umi as an ordinary person who wanted to be eliminated. But what about us? What is our interest in this country Cyra?"

Cyra is not the name if you can not make a ragged ragged greedy humans who thirst for office when they have everything.

"If you want to uphold justice, there is no need to choose a place to eradicate evil on this earth.

No matter which country we are in, as long as the truth we are about to fight for benefits to the people, consider the earth of God we are saving not based on whose land we belong to today.

As long as the truth exists, God will protect His servant as His representative on this earth Celia!" Cyra said with conviction.

"O God Cyra! You look so scary when you want to root out evil."

"I'm more afraid that the power I have when I see evil running rampant on this earth and I just keep quiet without doing anything for mankind.

If later in the afterlife all my limbs are in hisab, what shall I be responsible for to account for my charity to God?" Gumam Cyra watered.

Degggggs....

Celia was stunned to hear Cyra's words awakened her who also has advantages but is not useful for the benefit of the people.

"Truely Cyra too! I almost forgot my role in this world with a lot of the pleasure that God has given me but not used as well as possible.

Thank you Cyra, I will be with you to put down evil. Our purpose for God alone is not to reap sensation." Celia Imbuh.

"Our position as princess is very heavy Celia. If it only appears as a royal sweetener, then what is the difference we have with birds in a golden cage.

It looks beautiful only to be enjoyed by its owner someday. But her work as the king's daughter was not put to the best use." Cyra.

In her apartment room, Celia hacked into Sean's account so easily. He searches the email address of the sender for information about them on Sean.

Meanwhile, Cyra foolishly moved the items in the room with her strength.

All the items are made to float by forming an interesting formation like acrobatics with magic.

Celia just took a deep breath looking at Cyra's actions while she was training to rebalance the strength of her eyes.

"Cyras! Can you just shut up for a minute not to bother me with all the things that are on top of my head?"

Pinta Celia who was quite horrified to see the big urn dancing on top of her head.

"I won't harm you, Celia. Now shut up and don't disturb my concentration."

Cyra moved one by one the items according to their respective places.

On the other hand Mr. Walton and Mr. Michael and other candidates who want to enter the white house are planning big things to subvert the opposing camp as their political rivals.

"Have you confirmed that the pace of statistics on the ground will be safe in this political world?"

Ask Mr. Walton who is still in doubt about the performance of Mr. Michael.

"Just calm Mr. Walton! I guarantee our dirty game of winning our competition in politics will never be touched by anyone because I've recruited the people we work with to secure all the evil we do."

Mr. Michael assured Mr. Walton and other stakeholders.

"Are you sure you said that, Mr Michael? What about a girl named Cyra? Don't underestimate her even if she's young." Said Mr. Walton.

"Cyra..? Oh my god, that girl..!

I keep thinking about it, but he's the one who made you quit your job as college president."

Said Mr. Michael who just remembered Cyra, a friend of his son Sean.