
For the night, Sintya could forget Affan for a moment. He came home late drunk.
His efforts to transact illicit goods bore fruit. Sintya managed to sell several packages of illegal drugs.
"Yuhuu .. it turns out that the strict supervision of the narcotics agency is just gossip." Sintya dropped his body on the bed.
Sintya smiled happily and felt above the clouds. He may be safe as he has not been detected by undercover state intelligence agencies.
His hand took off his shoes and threw them in all directions. He could no longer open his eyes to change his clothes.
***
At Amanda's, by the way,
Since the incident at the Thanksgiving event held by Affan, Amanda never came out of her home. He felt like the whole world was laughing at him.
After that day, Amanda sent her resignation letter through her driver. He had no face to come to that company anymore.
All his needs he left to his house assistant. Even to check the content he was reluctant.
"Non" called Bi Asih as she watched Amanda stare blankly out the window.
A tray of healthy food and a glass of pregnant women's milk is placed on the table. Bi Asih takes good care of Amanda like a mother to her child.
"Yes, Bi. Thanks." Amanda forced a smile even though she didn't want to.
"First, Non. From this morning Non Amanda hasn't eaten."
"Yes, Bi." Amanda grabbed the food that Bi Asih had taken.
Even though she did not want to eat, Amanda still forced herself to eat. She hopes her baby will be born healthy despite her unwanted presence.
Everyone already knows if she is pregnant and will blaspheme her even more if she loses her baby.
Bi Asih looked at Amanda sadly. Her employer looked like a depressed person who had no passion for life.
In the middle of her meal, Amanda's doorbell rang. Bi Asih was afraid if the person who came brought something important.
Amanda nodded as her mouth was still chewing.
Bi Asih rushed down to see who was coming. A messenger came with a mirror.
Given that Bi Asih's power is not as strong as it used to be, he asked the courier to deliver the mirror to Amanda's room directly.
The courier who wore a uniform, wearing a hat and mask answered Bi Asih's request with a nod.
Bi Asih walks in front and shows where Amanda's room is. Seeing that the food plate was empty, he immediately cleaned it up.
"Non, the courier's mas wants to put glass in this room. I'll go to the kitchen first." Bi Asih left Amanda's room.
Amanda looked puzzledly at Bi Asih who had reached her doorstep. Her lips found it hard to talk and ask about the glass.
After Bi Asih left, the courier closed the door and locked Amanda's room from the inside.
Amanda looked scared and thought about the courier in her room. From the beginning she was already suspicious and felt she had never ordered a dressing glass.
Amanda got up from her seat and moved backwards as the courier approached her.
"Don't come any closer! I'll scream if you keep coming!" yell at Amanda while continuing to move away.
The room felt so narrow that his back stuck to the wall and kept him confined. Her tears began to pool with a paled face.
His lips twitched wanting to say something but no sound came out. Amanda felt like this was the end of her life. He thought the courier wanted to kill him.
"Don't be afraid, Amanda!" said the man who opened the hat and the mask that covered his face.
Amanda's eyes widened when she saw who the man standing before her was.
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