THE SOUL SEEKS THE BODY

Chapter 04~ Complaints of the Hot Chocolate

At 11 p.m., five minutes

The dense aroma of hot chocolate greeted his kiss, stimulating the stiff nerves in his head to be alert one after another. His eyelids slowly fell down and docked. The commandos voiced out, exclaiming to the entire army of bones in his body to be in a resting position.

Give me five minutes. Just five minutes.

The command of the supreme command, none other than the master of the body, finally managed to calm his bone army. All were obedient, although a little slow in movement, but all became obedient. The skull, the neck, the shoulder, the abdominal bones, the thigh bones, the knee bones, to the spine bones, the bones of the toes, all obey without exception.

Treeeeethose. Treeett. Treeett.

Just three minutes of walking the disturbance came. Although his eyelids were still closed, his eyeballs were moving in agitation. Can no longer bear to hear the sound of a cell phone that bothers, finally reluctantly the eyelids open.

The intruder was pink, lying pretty on the table not far from the mug filled with hot chocolate in front of her. Currently the flat screen was brightly lit, twinkling blinding the eyes. Five letters are there.

Stunned, the woman's gray bead widened slightly as she glanced at the name on the phone screen: Naran.

Why did the man call her?

Ask yourself, what is it that the person suddenly contacted him these nights. They rarely communicate. Especially in the hours leading up to night like this. Unless something important happens. But, it can also be counted with fingers.

Did something happen in the 'house'? Are the children,...

The woman quickly removed the bad thoughts from her brain. I hope nothing happens to them.

However, other than about the children, there was nothing else important between them. Only children can change Naran's habit of doing things.

Nihil found the answer to his question, finally the woman grabbed the phone and immediately answered the incoming call.

" Hello, Naran,..."

" Thank God, Puri, you haven't slept. I'm sorry I interrupted your break at night." Although it sounded rushed, the voice of the man at the end of the phone was also full of relief. Pause for a moment before he continues," I'd like to ask for your help, Puri. Can you come to the police station now?"

Castle's heart shot out of place, "Cop station?!" He said, "What's up, Naran? Aren't you in Malaysia now, why,..."

Naran feels the panic of Puri and becomes guilty of it,

" Puri, relax. Don't freak. Abra's at the police station right now. He's taking care of everything there. He, no, I, I need your help signing some of my file files."

Castle choked, "Document file,..."

" Yes, the document file." Naran paused for a moment, sighed, then continued, "A woman reported Enggar to the police station because the girl doused him with water."

"What?!" The phone almost flew away so surprised. Fortunately the other hand gripped the edge of the table firmly to maintain his consciousness.

That piece of information was unable to satisfy Puri's curiosity. Why and how could the 16-year-old girl act so determinedly? What and who provoked him?

" Naran, I'll be ready first." Recalling that the man was still waiting for him to give an answer, Puri immediately confirmed his willingness, "I will ask Abra further after arriving there. Is there anything else?"

" No," answered Naran, hesitating for a moment before finally saying, "Puri, thank you so much for helping me."

Puri's steps were stifled on the spot hearing the man's 'thank you' word. He was halfway through the kitchen to the room to change clothes. Her chest feels tight. Subconsciously Puri held his breath.

" Don't say that." Finally, Puri made a sound

although a little choked up, "They are a part of my life. We promised to keep them together, didn't we."

" Puri, I,..." I apologize for being a burden on your life all along. Those were the words Naran wanted to say but could not get out of his lips. He can only say it in his heart. Naran is paralyzed by the fear of offending Puri.

As if he could listen to Naran's heart, Puri strengthened his heart. The promise to shut out the past is his attempt to stay out of pain.

" Naran, do you remember your promise?"

On the other hand, the man was stunned, "I always remember."

" If you remember, then don't say anything."

Naran's head bowed, feeling guilty." Alright."

" We'll talk later." Continue Puri, "Tell Abra I'm on my way there."

" All right."

They ended the phone call and Puri resumed his steps to the room. So lightly his legs flew out of the kitchen area. He forgot the warm chocolate waiting for him on the table.

Less than thirty minutes Puri had been inside his black car. Letting the machine heat up for a bit, double-check the contents of his small bag: small wallet, mobile phone, powerbank and pen. After feeling complete he put the bag on the next chair. Then, after taking a deep breath, he took the black one away from his house.

The black voice moved away from the residential area. The beautiful mansion returned to silence without its owner and vehicle.

The panda mug on the kitchen table is still there, not moving a bit. It seems like she is crying sadly. It was all because the woman of the owner left him. Not even touching it.

Hot chocolate loses its pleasure, drowning in the same grief. He loved her, just as she loved him. But this time, she forgot about it.

All because of that bad girl!

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