When Love Is Present

Chapters 134. Plan

Vim listened to the voice across there with stifled emotions. The face that was calm now turned red like red chili mixed with tomato sauce.

He recognized the man's voice. How to laugh mockingly, Vim can capture through the senses of the listener. It was Roni who had recently made Vim's blood boil.

"Where's Laras?!" Vim half yelled. Roni laughed again.

"Don't dream of you winning, Roni. I'm looking for you guys to see. Don't expect to take Laras from me. Fuckin."

Roni just laughs through a cell phone call. The call ends and Vim swears by himself.

"Suckers. Damn you Ron!"

Not long after the message is in. Tiii.

Sign in message appears on the phone screen. Same number as the number that made the call. Vim opens the message immediately.

Roni sent a message: He's with me now. How do you feel Vim? It's up to me now hahahaa.

Roni's laughter rang in Vim's ears.

'Just a little bit hurt, you get more than that wound. Return the Baras to me!' Vim sends a message back.

'This time enjoy your defeat Vim. The barrel is mine.'

'You have no heart. A mother's barrel. His son is waiting at home!'

'You have a heart?? Seizing the Laras I almost married?' Reply Roni.

'You need to know, Laras never loved you. She loves me. Accept that reality!' Write Vim.

Vim stopped replying to Roni's message. Serving Roni means he's crazy. Vim never felt wrong. He just loves Laras and would certainly like to have him. It just so happens that Roni also likes Baras.

Send each other messages over. Vim asks for help from officers to trace Roni's position when calling but Vim must swallow disappointed because Roni can not be traced. The number can no longer be recognized.

But Vim was comforted when Laras' bodyguard provided information on his findings. The bodyguards successfully followed the man suspected of being Laras' kidnapper. The man who drove the same car to kidnap Laras.

The location was found by the bodyguard and Vim waited for the help of the officers. Intentions Vim will conduct an ambush only but the authorities devise a plan. Vim waits.

Two days of waiting for Vim impatiently. He calls Joel into his room.

"Yes Sir. Is there anything to help?"

"Sit down Joel and write."

"Good Sir. I'll just take notes on the phone."

"Number one regular two-sheet trousers, number two two two-sheet shorts, t-shirts, sneakers and sandals. Not all branded ."

"What's this for, sir?"

"not finished. Just take note of it."

"Yes, don't forget the long sweatpants."

"What exactly is it, sir?"

"Joel told Rifka to leave now. All the stuff should be on the table by morning. Understood?"

"Yes, my master conveys it to Rifka or I take Rifka shopping.

"Just give it up. Just set Joel."

"All that's my need. You'll know tomorrow."

"Good Sir. Rifka go shopping."

Joel's out to see Rifka. Joel's presence in front of Rifka shocked the woman.

"What the hell is Joel? Surprised like a ghost."

"Cool ghost is present..heee." Joel grinned. Then he said, "It gets the job of the boss, shopping for stuff. Everyone should be at the boss' desk by morning."

Rifka. The work is not finished and will be handed over tomorrow but there is still much to be done. It may have to be done at home.

"My job isn't quite Joel yet. You just ya."

"Rifka is the job of the boss for you. Quickly work or not enough time to find everything. "

"Please Joel help me huh...continuin this huh? I'll bring you some chocolate tomorrow. Joel?"

"Make when anyway? I'll just shop."

"Yes, you are shopping. Help so that this work is quickly completed and not even go shopping," said Rifka.

"Rifka, the meeting's off so you don't have to rush everything."

"Aahh is right...."

"It's true."

"Is the boss really saying that?"

"Not yet just believe me. Boss wants to go find a wife?"

"Loohh his wife still has Joel. What's the new wife looking for?"

"Rifka you're wasting your time. Cepetan. The boss prepares the items, of course, there is something, especially the items are all no brand. Just look at ya."

Sreeeeeg. The look on Vim's face when the door opened. The conversation between Joel and Rifka stopped. Boss can't know they're talking about it.

"Why are you looking at me? Is something weird?" Ask Vim.

"Ehm...Master appeared suddenly, we were a little surprised," Joel replied.

"Remember, sinful gossiping about people is just a waste of your time. Joel cancels tomorrow's meeting and so on until I get back. I'm gone for a few days, important documents wait for me to come home. The other business was given to Rendy" Vim said.

"Obviously Sir. I'm coming, right?"

"You and Robin are with me. Prepare your things as necessary and Rifka go shopping."

Vim went back into his room. Rifka poking Joel's arm.

"What's the Rif? I was shopping there.

I'm not driving you. You haven't come home and you need me here."

"That's right and I'm going alone. Can you get me a bonus?" Rifka smiled idly. His hand was holding the bag and preparing to leave.

"What bonus?" Joel widened his eyes.

"Pair of high heels."

"Haaa?? Oh can..which is the price of two hundred thousands right?"

"Joel! Very cheeky."

"Not a Rif stingy. Funds belonging to the office and Mr. Vim have not been shared bonuses or gifts for us. That price I bought."

"I can buy Joel for myself. Go aah.daaa."

"Hahaaha. You want expensive ones!" Joel.

Rifka. Smile expands. Once again Rifka said, "Boss room don't be locked. I put it all down tomorrow, early in the morning."

"OK Madam! Be careful."

Rifka waved her hand and left. Joel waits for work time to end and Vim comes home but until eight o'clock the anticipated night does not come out. Vim is still working on his job. Joel is not silent. Quickly find out what Vim is doing inside. Tomorrow there will be no appointments with anyone and nothing to prepare for in advance. As usual Joel knocked on the door and entered.

He didn't find Vim in the chair. Maybe Vim in the other room is resting there. The closed room where Vim sleeps for a moment relieves fatigue and sleepiness.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

No answer heard. Joel goes on to ask, "Your master didn't come home?"

"Hoooaayams...Joel what time is it?" Vim sound is heavy.

"Nearly half nine masters. Let's go home."

"In Joel's lonely house. Find a place where there is music and not crowded," asked Vim.

"I know the place and you'll love it."

"Haalaaah..cafe right?"

"Music is non-stop, you must be happy sir."

"But don't ask for damages if your girlfriend sues because you're with me."

Vim washes the face, tidies the clothes, combs the hair and notices the appearance in the mirror.

"That's what I think sir."

"Huuuh you this. Do everything with sincerity."

"Yes, sir."

"Please my bag."

Joel picks up Vim's bag and chases after Vim, who is walking fast. The room was too quiet to walk alone.

"Are you afraid to walk alone? Why running?" Vim looked at Joel.

"Not afraid Sir. I'm afraid Mr. just disappeared."

"Huuft reason."

They arrive at a cafe with a music dish that welcomes their arrival . Joel looked for a place with a bulkhead on the edge so that people could not freely see who was sitting there. He memorized Vim's wish. In a state of anxiety so Vim only looking for a place of entertainment that prioritizes comfort.

Vim doesn't talk much, he's more silent. Fun with his own mind about how Laras, what is Laras and what Roni does to Laras.

"I can't wait to free Laras, Joel. I'd love to see his face."

"Oh Master misses. Patience Sir. The road is starting to open."

"Tomorrow Joel's time. Remember it's too late to come, your job's at stake."

"No Sir. Go now I'm ready."

But not long after they're there Vim takes Joel home.

"A not-so-great hotel" joel chirped as he drove.

"Where?"

"That's Master."

"But enjoy the world in it. You wanna go there?"

"What do you want? I can accompany."

"Go it yourself. I don't want to."

Of course the boss wouldn't. Until that moment all that was on his mind was Laras and Laras even though his wife was not beside him.

"Remember on time tomorrow" Vim said before exiting the car.

The cold of the night wind gusts into the pore cavity. Instantly vacuum felt Vim. A night without Baras. His house was like a giant box without contents. Entering the inside of the house was only the gray that Vim felt. No other colors. Excitement, cheerfulness and warmth are lost with the loss of Laras.

Vim stepped lethargic. The clock rings. It's only eleven o'clock at night. Vim knew the sound of the big clock.

Mr. Uun who appeared from behind noticed Vim from the kitchen door. The main room should be locked.

Why change clothes. No one protested her shabby and smelly clothes from being worn all day. Baras wasn't with him. No one kissed him.

Brrrrr. Vim dropped his body onto the bed. Trying to bring the shadow of Laras in wishful thinking and he sank into his memories to sleep.

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