
Mihrimah was already standing next to the man in front of the hotel.
"Mr Bian... Good morning." Good morning." A suit-tuned driver came to Bian who was still busy with a cell phone in his hand. Bian nodded and walked following the driver, Mihrimah was silent for a moment, she hesitated to follow the man called Bian. After all, he doesn't know them.
"Come on!" Bian looked back when he realized he was not following. Mihrimah followed them even in doubt.
A luxurious black sedan parked not far from where they had been, the driver swiftly preceded them to open the door. Bian went in first and sat in the back, Mihrimah was silent again at the door of the car, he was more and more astonished by who the man who spent the night with him.
"Lake in!" Bian orders while pulling Mihrimah's hand which is finally forced to get into the car and sit next to him.
The driver then closed the door and rushed in and sat in the steering chair. They left the courtyard of the luxury hotel immediately.
Along the way, Mihrimah was stunned by the luxury of the car interior. He was afraid to touch the body of the car, his hands clenched between his thighs.
Bian realized that Mihrimah was very nervous and stiff at that time.
"Sir, know my girlfriend." Said Bian suddenly to the driver.
"Ready Mr." Reply to the driver from the front and glance at Mihrimah through the upper rearview.
"YES...PA'S? MA'AM...MA'AM..NOT SIR... IT'S NOT..." Mihrimah was shocked by Bian's words just now, The man chuckled at Mihrimah's expression.
"Right sir, it's my boyfriend, he's just shy." Reply Bian again repeating so as to make Mihrimah look at him annoyed.
Who her? Indiscriminate.
So thought Mihrimah in his mind. Bian then deliberately looked at Mihrimah, his gaze could not be separated from the girl. Mihrimah was suddenly nervous, she did not dare to look back at the man, she purposely directed her eyes beyond the car glass.
The car had reached a narrow street after Mihrimah pointed the direction of her house to the driver.
"I'll just get down here, sir." Mihrimah said after they were right in front of the mouth of the narrow road.
"Get in sir!" Bian orders the car to keep moving and get inside. Mihrimah sighed, she started to get upset. He did not want to be escorted to the front of the house, he was afraid that the man knew more about him.
But the driver finally followed his master's orders. The car went in slowly.
"Stop Sir." Said Mihrimah who finally arrived in front of his house with a resigned face.
Bian peeked out of the windshield, and saw Mihrimah's simple and old house.
"OKAY. Open the door, sir." Said Bian while nodding after making sure it was indeed Mihrimah's house. The driver quickly ran to the position where Mihrimah was sitting and opened the door immediately before Mihrimah could open the door herself. Bian lowered the window a little.
"This is my number. If you need anything, you can call me right away." Bian said while offering a business card.
"I'M SORRY BEFORE, I DON'T WANT TO HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU, SIR. THANKS FOR BEING IN BETWEEN." Say Mihrimah with a firm and confident tone of voice.
" ha... Take it first, don't lick your own spit." Reply Bian laughed cynically while throwing his business card from the window that immediately fell right under Mihrimah's feet. After that, the car turned around and left the yard.
Mihrimah only looked at the business card, she did not pick it up. WHAT'S FOR? Her thought.
The door of his house was unlocked, Mihrimah felt sure yesterday he had locked it. After opening the door, his father was casually lying on the sofa.
"WHERE ARE YOU FROM? ASK MONEY!" Said his father in a fierce tone.
"I don't have any more money, Dad, you've taken everything, right?" Reply Mihrimah who has prepared herself in case her father will be rude again.
"DUMB BOY! FIND A LOT OF MONEY! LET'S NOT BE FREE YOU'RE MY SON!" Reply to his father with a thunderous tone of voice. Mihrimah bowed down, she held back her tears in the face of her father's heartfelt attitude and words towards her.
"OKAY, THIS TIME YOU'RE SAFE. BUT REMEMBER, FIND MORE MONEY, OR IF NOT SELL THIS HOUSE !" Said his father who immediately passed away from the house.
Mihrimah held onto her chest, it hurt her feeling to have such a father. His father instead of asking first what his condition is fine, he always talks about money, money and money again. He wanted to die alone, go with his grandmother alone, he felt nothing at all despite being alive.
It was getting dark, after dinner and cleaning Mihrimah intended to go to bed early, just about to close her eyes, Mihrimah only realized why Zeyn and the other friends had not contacted her or sent her a short message. The suspicious Mihrimah immediately checked her phone. Ah.... Apparently someone has turned on the plane mode, it's just that no one is looking for it.
Vienna: I and your other friends just got home. We're at the club's dispossessed officer out of there after Zeyn's ruckus last night. But once we realized, you don't exist, where?
Pingkan: Where are you? Why not be with us?
Evi: Rima?? Where the hell?
Zeyn: Rima?? any where?
And a few missed incoming calls. Mihrimah growled, it was definitely Bian, yes...The guy named Bian. He must have deliberately made his phone can not be contacted by anyone.
While in his luxurious room, Bian's mind was fixed on the figure of Mihrimah. The girl had made herself not concentrate on anything else.
"CRC....HUFFTT..." Bian complained that his head could not be compromised, still keep on being fixed on the beautiful and innocent girl who he had taken her virginity last night. He was still curious, how could he forget the details of the incident of how the two of them could make love in bed. Usually he did not get to the tune just because of the drink. Bian grabs her phone, then checks to see if Mihrimah contacted her, but she doesn't. There have been no calls or messages from Mihrimah to her phone.
Bian opened a sip of a Martini glass with olives in it, then bribed a piece of steak into his mouth. Inside her spacious room, she enjoyed dinner. Two servants were standing beside his chair ready to serve the needs of his Master.
Bian then gave the code to a servant next to him and whispered an order. After that the servant went and came again with a strong and large aide.
"FIND OUT ABOUT HIM, AND TAKE CARE OF HIM FOR ME FROM NOW ON." Bian said to the adjutant shortly after he faced.
"READY SIR." The adjutant answered aloud and bowed to his master.