The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

The Virgin Widow of the Solehah
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“Hello Mr. Roland, it looks like the car entered the hotel area but I have not confirmed whether Adinda's mother will check in or not with the man who is with her,” reported a man named Rafli who deliberately followed wherever Reno's car went after Roland gave the license plate number of the man's car and adjusted the location plan he received.


Rafli gets direct orders from Roland to stalk the car that Reno drives with Adinda.


[Make sure if Adinda's mother checks in one of the rooms there, then you should know what number the room is!] roland's orders across there were immediately taken by Rafli even though his nod was completely invisible to the person who told him to.


“Good Mr. Roland. I will keep monitoring until the car does not move again!” bala Rafli who returned to watch Reno's car parked next to a special four-wheeled parking.


Rafli deliberately did not enter the hotel courtyard and stopped a little far from the front of the building, watching with binoculars to make it clearer if a pair of humans have no connection whatsoever it will not do something that will make the bonus disappear.


“Loh, why did the one who got out of the car was just the man?” monologue Rafli put his binoculars towards the front of the car and saw if a woman was still sitting sweetly, precisely on the passenger bench next to the driver.


[What do you mean?]


“It looks like the man will just drop off his goods, without staying at this hotel, sir,”.


About fifteen minutes later, Reno was seen back in the car.


“Everything is done, so you don't have to worry about all your luggage anymore,” Reno said with a smile.


“Father doesn't know how smart and cunning a Roland is. He will know where I am wherever I am. He did not need much time to find the point of my existence and maybe now we have been monitored,” explained Adinda.


Reno of course was not surprised at all to hear it because an Akram could not take just anyone to be his personal assistant.


“Use this old-fashioned phone first,” said Reno handed the old model phone that Adinda directly received with a wrinkled forehead.


“Where should we be like a criminal on the run anyway, sir?” She held up the black phone that was in her hand.


“We are not criminals but if you want to return to Mr. Akram's house then we do not have to bother to escape like this, because if the one who called earlier was Mr. Roland, it means he has hacked my number. I'll use sim two to contact you. We split up in the supermarket. Do you understand already?” Reno waited for an answer from the young widow's beautiful woman.


“This is two million cash. Buy clothes that can get you out of the locker room with someone different, go take a taxi wearing a mask and sunglasses to the hotel we stopped by. You can stay there as long as you want and here's your room key.” Reno again reached into his pants pocket and gave a card numbered 222 VIP.


Adinda pecked with the palm that had closed inside Reno's hand, looking at the face of a handsome man who was also looking at his face with an illegible look.


“I'm not wani—”


Reno cut out the sentence Adinda “You are a very good woman, so I believe that you can definitely take care of yourself. I'll call you later.” The man let go of his hand and started the engine.


“If you want to be free then never have a sense of pity in the past. If you want to go far away then you are forbidden to look back! Believe me, you can be a strong woman someday. My message ... never give up on the situation!” The car started driving towards one of the biggest supermarkets there.


Adinda was confused whether the steps she took were not excessive?


“What if Father can trouble after helping me?” The sister turned back to the side.


“Then I will be grateful, because it's a sign that there is someone who is jealous and afraid of my presence near you.”