The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapter 113

Adinda with a very different look, just finished changing her clothes in the dressing room after the girl took and chose one dress of the canal until the eyes are maroon colored with a matching colored hijab. Not to forget also The girl put small-sized stools in brownish black on the right side of her chin, as one way to disguise the face that he had so as not to be recognized by Akram's men who were clearly already under the power of Roland at this time.

She smiled after wearing thick glasses like a nerdy student who had acute nearsightedness around minus six, though clearly he only relied on the glasses to trick anyone who most likely recognized him.

“This is perfecto! It seems like no one will ever recognize me!” he muttered while looking at the face on the mirror in the dressing room, making the girl smile herself imagining how geeky she was right now, but there was a little strangeness that he felt because he saw his face like a ten cent thick book-loving teenager.

Reno who was monitoring from a distance of a few meters smiled himself to see the appearance of Adinda look really young, because her age is very appropriate to the clothes she is wearing. Reno also type SMS because indeed the phone he gave to Adinda does not have any application except it can only be used to send messages via SMS and also directly make phone calls.

[You're so pretty and funny with those glasses]

A tit! A tit!

Adinda heard an SMS sound that sounded from Reno's old-fashioned phone, picked up and saw the message the man sent. Adinda's face looks dizzy looking for the whereabouts of the man who just sent her a message.

[Thank you Mr. Reno, I take it as a message you sent It is a thank you, not a compliment because I really don't deserve it] She smiled before sending a reply to Reno, then again want to put the phone in a black bag that was also just bought.

However, it did not do because the phone again makes a sound that indicates there is still an SMS message from Reno.

[I've booked a taxi online to take you back to the hotel. The taxi driver will call you right away, be careful on the road and let me know if you are already in the room. Don't forget to lock the door well and never open it before I send you a message or call you to open it myself! I have also ordered some needs for you and placed it on the reception desk that you can immediately take later before entering the room. Take care of yourself and assalamualaikum] Reno immediately re-routed her mobile phone on a number that has been hacked by someone.

He just didn't want any message he sent to Adinda, it can be known by others because indeed the number he used to contact Adinda is a personal number that is only given to certain people.

‘I'll never forget your goodwill, Mr. Reno.’ Just now the girl said in her heart, suddenly the old-fashioned phone rang again. He was very sure if the number that had just contacted him was definitely the contact number of the online taxi driver that Reno said a while ago.

“Hallo, assalamu’alaikum,” sapanya open voice.

“Wa'alaikumussalam. Excuse me, is this true with Miss Adinda? I am a taxi driver ordered by Mr. Reno and now waiting for Miss in front of the supermarket,” replied the man.

“Alright Sir, I will immediately go forward,” said Adinda who began to step foot quickly because it felt bad if the taxi driver waited too long.

In just a matter of no more than two minutes, Adinda has seen a blue taxi stop right in front. His footsteps accelerated. The taxi driver was wearing a black hat and matching glasses with a thin mustache adorned under his nose, making Adinda a little suspicious because the man's face did not look so clear at all.

“Please come in, Miss,” said the man kindly but his face always bowed as if trying to hide so that Adinda does not recognize him, even the man tried to disguise his voice. Adinda tried to calm her own heart, then made a call to the number of the taxi driver who had called her when she was sitting in the taxi.

However, how surprised Adinda when the car door has heard the sound of ‘klik’ along with the voice of someone on the other end of the phone, “Halo Non, where are you? I'm sorry for just getting to the supermarket.”

The deg!

Who is that driver?

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