Trapped by Pandora
Chapter 23: Revenge
Alin opened his eyes slowly, observing every corner of the room where it was locked. A very foreign space. Not his bedroom, hotel room or hospital room. Alin tries to remember the incident that made him stranded there.
As he recalled, someone pulled a hand and smothered his mouth as he was about to step away from the garden area. After that, he was unconscious. Alin sat on the back of the bed while hugging the bent knee. His net views circulated up, down, right and left. There is one door not far from the bed, minimal windows and only a medium-sized vent.
The sound of an open door lock echoing in his eardrum made Alin turn his head. A young man who was the same age as her appeared from behind the door. His posture is not too high nor is he a short person. The pure white skin was even more lustrous than him.
"You!" peekkik Alin's.
"Hello, Pretty! You awake yet? Are your dreams beautiful?" the man smiled as he offered a glass of water.
"Drink!"
"Take me off! Why are you keeping me here? What's wrong?" jerrit Alin.
"Drink first, let your throat not dry." the man sat right in front of Alin.
"I don't want to!" Alin looked up at him.
"It turns out you're very stubborn" the glass was placed on a small table not far from the bed.
"Say, what do you want?" look Alin's eyes sharpened.
"I want you" the man chuckled happily at Alin's wrathful face.
"Your level of beauty increases when you're angry" she said, not bothered at all with Alin's anger.
"Unfortunately, your beauty is not comparable to an old man like Beryl Monza!" Alin gasped when Beryl's name was mentioned.
"You surprised? You must be wondering where I know, right?" Alin was silent.
"I want him to feel the pain of losing just like me!" the aura of the man's face suddenly changed, no longer appearing a smile on his lips. Jaw hardens.
"What do you mean?"
"I will make him lose the woman he loves. I think it was a pretty decent reply. Life is avenged!" Alin shuddered in horror at the man's bluff.
"You better drink that water, so that your screams get louder. Who knows if your boyfriend can hear it. Hahaha ...," the laughter of the creature in front of Alin was deafening to the sense of hearing. Very quickly he changed his expression.
"Have you been following us since Bali?" Alin tried to draw evidence.
"Oh, it's not wrong that Beryl Monza chose you because your brain is so smart!" Dashtan clapped both of his palms.
"Have you lost the woman you love?"
"He made me lose a lot of things" Dashtan bowed.
"How is that possible?" Alin kept fishing for him.
"Originally you know, Old Man is outrageous and not as good as you think. I think you should rethink your love affair with him."
“Huh, know what you're about!” cibir Alin's.
“Beauty, my knowledge of it far surpasses yours!”
Alin was really curious why the man named Dashtan hated Beryl so much that he held a grudge. Whose life is missing? Did Beryl take the lives of others? What other past does his idol have.
“But unfortunately, you were misdirected!” Alin never gave up. He changes his strategy to uncover the secret of vengeance that makes Dashtan want to harm him.
“What?” dashtan's forehead shriveled.
“My relationship with Beryl Monza is over.”
“You're not kidding me, are you?”
“Look, it turns out that your knowledge is not as much as I imagined!” Alin risks his courage to face a human like Dashtan. Whatever he does to be free.
“You think you can fool me?” Dashtan stood up, both of his palms stuffed into his pants pocket.
“But I salute your brave soul! It turns out you're not a fragile little rabbit! You're too precious for a Beryl Monza!”
“You underestimated me too much! If my family finds out, your life won't be long. You better get ready!” Alin raised his head in line with Dashtan.
“Your family? What can your paralyzed father do? Hahaha, you're really funny!” Dashtan turned away his face and laughed out loud.
Alin smiled meaningfully. Dashtan can boast of being the person who knows the most about the Monza family, but he has no idea who the woman he is holding is. Alin felt the upper hand, he was sure that daddy and his two brothers would not stay silent.
“Laugh as much as you can before you finish your history!” sahut Alin's.
Dashtan is upset by Alin's attitude. The girl was completely beyond her prediction. Instead of crying in fear of being kidnapped and held captive, he challenged her instead.
“Aahhh!” Alin grimaced in pain as Dashtan grabbed her hair.
“Close your mouth!” Dashtan again put on a terrifying monster aura.
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Beryl drove her car at a speed exceeding the limits of the provisions to make Eijaz sitting in the passenger seat had to hold firmly while closing his eyes. Although he was more than forty years old, but the soul of the rider Beryl has not faded. He also does not want to lose with Kaif who always wins in the wild race. Every now and then Beryl glances at the map plastered on the car monitor system to make sure that the direction is not wrong. The car he was driving went hand in hand with Othman's two sons.
Kaif gave her a sign by turning on her car's taillights. The young man slowly pulled over while reducing the speed of his car. Zhiggy got out of the car, as did Beryl after parking her vehicle in a safe place. Someone emerged from behind the lush trees and lined up tightly.
“Hi, Uncle B!” sapana.
“Hi, Kev!” Beryl shakes Keven's hand outstretched to her.
“Where is he?” Beryl was impatient.
“Do you see the old building at the end there?” Keven pointed his index finger.
“They kept Alin there. Not so many people were standing guard at that place. I think the four of us can sum it up easily,” Keven continued.
“Eh, sorry! Five with me!” eijaz chirps who are still suffering from headaches due to the driving style of Beryl ugal-ugalan.
“Who is he?” ask Keven.
“My Assistant,” replied Beryl.
“Sixth with me!” Alaric suddenly revealed the trunk of his nose.
“You! I told you to look after my sister, but why was she kidnapped? Are you tired of living?” Zhiggy thrust his fist at Alaric until the man fell.
“I'm sorry, Mister!” there was no other word Alaric could say except an apology.
That afternoon, Alaric carried out Zhiggy's orders to prepare to deliver his sister to the company. Arriving there, Alin asks Alaric to wait in the car. After making sure Alin got inside the building, Alaric parked the car and went out for a while to sip a cigarette. He didn't even know Alin was out of the building.
Alaric enjoys the air of the park to release the fatigue, then he accidentally sees someone smothering Alin's mouth and taking the girl away. Alaric who was shocked not a bitch continued to run chasing, baby he lost quickly. Realizing his steps were far behind, Alaric returned to the parking lot to pick up the car. Alaric's mistake was not to tell Zhiggy about what happened to his sister. He hopes to save Alin so that the girl will forgive him. Hope stayed hope because he would not be able to fight the enemy alone. He just lurks in silence, waits for the right time to infiltrate and brings Alin back home.
“Zhiggy, stop! Killing him won't solve the problem! The most important thing now is the safety of Alin,”, Beryl said.
Zhiggy held back his already mountainous emotions. His energy was too futile if spent on beating up Alaric.
“What's your plan, Kev?” kaif's eyes were so serious that Keven let out a grinful smile while looking at Beryl meaningfully.
“There are only five guards and one bastard there. Would you do it yourself, Uncle B?” Keven challenged Beryl.
“Kev, are you crazy?” kaif.
“Don't say the age factor makes your punch weak,” Keven said subtly.
“Do not, Sir! You've just been healthy!” Eijaz was also worried that Beryl was acting recklessly.
Beryl let out a long sigh, pausing for a moment to consider Keven's words. Beryl did not doubt Keven's ability because the young man of Italian-Japanese blood had a very sharp instinct. There is meaning behind his words. Whether it was their enemy not as strong as imagined, Keven deliberately gave him the chance to become a hero, or because he knew a secret about this kidnapping.
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