When Love Is Present

Chapters 139. It's me baby.

Joel laughs at Vim coming out of the laundry shop.

"Hahaha... hahaha this is you sir? Bring mom's clothes here?"

"Who do you think? Yes it's me! You look at me like this. Everyday I do housework..." Vim and Joel meet for a second.

"Sir, when can we get there?"

"Wait for the info from me. I'm waiting for the right time. They are often there. Ben said, Laras will be taken away Roni as soon as possible. I have to get Laras out before Roni goes first.

"But Sir most likely the police will also act. We don't know when but maybe in the near future because we've been waiting a few days."

"Info me if they move."

"All right."

"I can't stay here for long. You guys follow the road behind that house. Maybe it's worth it later. I'm going home now. Hope no one sees us here. Oh yes Joel... Laras sent me a message via my other phone. He doesn't know me at all."

"Hehey...My mother also asked for my help, sir. I hope you get out of there soon."

"Huum.yeah, I've come home."

Vim looked around from behind the sunglasses. There aren't many people around. Vim went home five kilometers on a motorcycle.

In the middle room again Laras spent the afternoon. She's fidgeting. Bored struck. The barrel sits then stands, sits again, walks then returns to its original place. Face Pouty.

Vim arranged an afternoon snack. His brain was thinking hard about how to get the barrel out of the big house. Not until the heart sees Laras not calm. If possible he'll take Laras out tomorrow. Vim took a slow breath. Two of Roni's men are not tired of watching Laras. Never far from the bar.

Laras said to Jon, "No cape, do you stand there? I'm tired of seeing you Jon."

"No word tired, ma'am. Tasks must be done."

"Yes, but it doesn't have to be Jon. Sit back relaxed even if you're watching me. Don't be afraid I'm running away. There is Arik here. He's helping you, isn't he Rik?"

It's wrong, honey. The truth is I'll take you out of their hands.

Vim deliberately did not dispute Laras. He was not sure what he heard and said, "Haaaa? Less obvious Madam."

"You're part of them. Watching me in this house. Limiting my steps. With that you receive a wage. You're making me suffer."

"Not so Madam. I'm new here. I'm just here to make money, nothing else. Why should Nonya be monitored at all times?"

The barrel raised its face and took an afternoon snack that was laid out Vim on a plate. Just then he saw Vim from the side. Something under his chin looked faintly resembling a black dot. Baras remembered Vim.

"Your fly's forehead is interesting." Barrel noticed the sticky Vim. Could be Vim. Nope. This guy's hair isn't too black. Not like Vim's. Laras dismissed his guess. Laras did not dare to hope and guess. This man is acting normal and does not give a signal if he is Vim.

"Snake balls. Ben made it?" Ask Laras.

"Yes Madam."

"I want some more. Can you?"

"Take it, madam. This is prepared for you so that you eat and your body is more contained."

Jon who heard Vim interjected, "Sopan a little by the way. You mean the body of the skinny lady...Less eating then?"

"Hehe I didn't mean it that way. Let the lady be healthier."

"Already. Don't fuss. It's not Jon's fault. I like these balls. Made of what?" The barrel takes one food that is ball-shaped and smuggles it into the liquid chili.

"From the chicken, ma'am."

"Tell Ben to do it again tomorrow. You can come eat. Eat it."

"Thank you Madam. I eat in the back."

Jon interrupted again, "Waaah he was offered a snack, I'm not."

"You want? Take it yourself in the kitchen. It may still be there" said Laras. Jon pouting.

Dinner had not yet taken place because Roni and the big body guard had not yet returned home. Laras doesn't want to eat. Vim is worried about Laras. Vim looks at the dining table. All dishes are cold. This can't happen all the time. The barrel can hurt if it is slow to eat. Vim did not see Jon in the television room and dining room but smelled cigarette smoke.

Vim's back to back. Take rice along with side dishes and vegetables. Just one plate. Easier to carry it. Vim stepped quickly to the door of the room. Turn the doorknob and be careful that the door does not sound. The sound will raise suspicion for Jon. Thankfully, the door did not creak. Vim relieved. Vim sneaks in.

"Hey Arik, you didn't knock on the door. Good thing I'm dressed." Laras glared and added, "You get a punishment tomorrow."

"Ma'af.sorry Mistress. Madam eat this yes. You haven't eaten."

"I'm not hungry. Arik exit. I don't want to be bothered and if Jon finds out you're trespassing, you're gonna get it."

"Let Madam she punish me as long as you want to eat."

"Arik, what the fuck. Yes, you left that food. I'll put the plate under the bed and you'll take it in the morning. Now go to your room and thank you."

The barrel pushes Vim's shoulder to get Vim away from his room but the touch of Laras' hand causes another tremor. Vim didn't go. he locked Laras' room. Laras was surprised not to play.

"What the fuck is this??"

"Don't yell."

At that time, Vim pulled her hair until she saw her real hair. Barrels suddenly swerved and almost screamed to see him. Laras managed to control himself. Both of his hands shut their mouths. Tears just float away. He really couldn't believe what he had just seen. Baras rubbed his eyes. Rubbing again.

"It's me baby. Vim."

"Mas Vim."

"Yes it's me. Look at this." Vim pointed at his mole.

"Honey. I miss. I was afraid" said Laras.

The barrel splashed into Vim's chest. Crying as much. Slow down for fear that someone will hear. Vim hugged tightly. They hugged each other and missed each other. Vim tucked around the face of Laras. Let go of the nesting miss. The barrel is the same. Keep tightening his embrace. Wordless. He can't talk. The clear thread from his net continued to melt. Only their hearts that spoke to each other represented words.

Finally Vim said, "I have to get out. Be eating. Don'tbeafraid. Tomorrow we're out of here. After eating, go to sleep."

Laras nodded. Wouldn't let Vim out of the room. It's impossible to hold Vim for longer.

"Be careful, dear. We gotta get out of here. I miss Vian hiiiks."

"Yes.yes. You have to eat to move fast tomorrow, okay?"

Laras nodded again. Vim put on another wig and shifted the key grendel he had linked to earlier. Looking at Laras for a while then blowing the palm towards Laras.

...My whole breath and soul to you....

Vim made sure no one was outside the room. Cigarette smoke is still smelling. Jon was nearby but on the porch.

While Ben looked at the door of Vim's room that was open. Ben was intending to grab the snack he had saved this afternoon. Vim doesn't usually leave that door open even if it's half. Ben looked into the room. There's no one. He saw Vim's phone on. Intrigued by the brand of mobile phone Vim, Ben approached the phone lying on a bed sheet. Ben slips. Vim phones are expensive. Ben reads the notification message visible on the screen. His face suddenly turned pale. Ben backwards. Bosses. Trooper. Those words filled his head. So Vim?

Ben turned around quickly. His heart is beating fast.

Bruoukk.

"Let'sakh!" Ben stroked his forehead.

"Ooh." Vim rubbed his nose against Ben's forehead.

"You...??? Who're you?"

"Ben.there's something you know. You entered my room without permission. I hope you shut up."

"I.I.I don't know."

"Ben I won't trouble you if you work together."

"I don't know anything" said Ben.

Ben ran to the room. Vim entered the room and locked the door. Researching mobile phones and reading messages. He believes Ben read the message Joel sent to Vim. Vim hopes Ben doesn't tell Roni or the others.