
Glancing at the glimpse of the file lying on the table, Milan was silent for a moment.
He had expected that Anom , the man who harbored his heart, would have another unusual identity. The man was very closed and impressed to keep a distance in his daily life. There was nothing that caught the man's attention other than his business.
" I feel enough with this information." After a silent contemplation, Milan finally raised his voice. Her bright eyes rose to the top and found the informant's eyes, "Thank you for your help."
The informant man was a little absentminded looking into the beautiful eyes of the woman. Stunned for a moment before snorting inwardly.
A person who is always thirsty will never be satisfied with a glass or two of water. He will always ask for more and more.
That woman, the mask on her face was perfect. But, the lightning in the iris of his eye could not hide the gluttony that lay behind it.
Even though he was not getting what he wanted, he knew that she would not be calm for much longer. He will wait patiently, for he is sure that the time will come soon.
" All right." The informant man showed me a smile. He finished his coffee. And it looks like he has to put his feet up.
Experience with many clients makes the man able to carry himself. He hopes to have a good relationship with all of his clients, including the woman.
" Miss Milan, you have my number." The informant said, rising from his seat, "If you need my services, feel free to contact me. Bye bye!"
Milan remained in his seat, but his smile widened, conveying hospitality, "Of course. I'll remember you if I have something. Be careful on the road!"
And the two split up. Milan's eyes followed the man's back out of the cafe. The next second the friendly smile on Milan's face instantly shrank.
You rascal! You think I'm stupid? Intention to blackmail me, don't dream!
Thanks to the experience of Milan many read the situation and act accordingly. He is sick of people taking advantage of him. Instead of helping, in the end all they want is his body.
Milan's hatred was reasonable, but he did not know that it could not be avoided. Moreover, to achieve his ambition he could not do it alone. Accept it or not, he needed those jerks in exchange for anything, including his body of course.
Leaving Milan in anger over meeting one of the 'rats' in his past.
It was nearing late at night when they dropped off the Boss' fiancee, Milan, at the woman's apartment. A little conversation between the Boss and his fiancee, before they finally parted ways. The boss's facial sharpness was a little strange as he entered the car. Alan just frowned looking at it from the rearview mirror, but did not ask.
Yes, that man, Boss Alan, is none other than Kalingga Anom. What was going through his mind had to do with what happened a few hours ago at the police station. If Alan says 'there's something wrong' with him, it's entirely true.
" Say." Anom kept his eyes closed, giving Alan permission to speak.
Alan watches over the Boss who is locked out of the rearview mirror. Even if he did not know what was troubling his current boss, he would still talk.
" So, while waiting for the Boss and Miss Milan at the police station, I saw a woman who looked a lot like Miss Puti,..."
Like being hit by a lightning strike right in his head, the last words in Alan's sentence left Anom's eyes wide open.
Had Alan known, if all this time Anom's mind concentrated on that name. PUTTIS. He was so afraid that he went crazy starting today. That figure, how could it suddenly appear before him?
Isn't that woman gone? He clearly saw the mound of earth and tombstone with the woman's name there.
What exactly is going on?
" Then, then,..."
Alan glanced at her glance through the rearview mirror and continued, "Boss, had I not known Miss Puti well in the past, maybe I wouldn't have cared so much. But you know for yourself how we were in the past. Out of curiosity I immediately chased after and called out to him. And, Boss, do you know what happens next?"
Their eyes collided through the rearview mirror with two different meanings. Alan with a look of disbelief and asked her to guess while Anom with a dazed look due to an unexpected 'discovery.
" What?"
" Boss, the woman whose face looks like Miss Puti doesn't recognize me! He even asked 'who I am."'
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