Artland Series: MINORITY TALENT
Monica Debora's Secret

Ryan Gunawan had just started his bike when Monica Debora called out to him waving her hand at the edge of the parking lot and was walking quickly towards him. "Ryan! You're going outside, right?"

At first glance Ryan glanced at Ika who was standing next to his motorcycle and immediately pouted knowing who was coming. "Yes?!" answer doubtfully.

"I can ride, right, is it okay? I want to buy something important!" Pinta Monica is half urgent.

Hearing that, Ika suddenly glared at Monica Debora as she left, "heeeehhhh... Can't see who's here?" Serge it in a high tone. "Find a ride to laen! It's full here," he said.

"Please..." Monica welds.

Ika glared impatiently. "Kaga pake," he said again.

It makes Ryan Gunawan feel wrong.

It was fortunate that Ryan saw Reyhan Ibrahim who happened to be walking towards his motorcycle. In such circumstances Reyhan Ibrahim alone looks like an angel in Ryan's eyes. "Re!" Ryan called.

Reyhan Ibrahim turned his head towards them without saying anything.

"Lu want a cave of girl love?" Ryan offered.

"God!" Ika simultaneously grabbed her hair. "It's cool to say. You think what girl cave?!"

Ryan grimaced as he chuckled. "Monica wants to come to the front he said!" Ryan shouted towards Reyhan.

"Gue aja! I'm aja!" Ika quickly volunteered while removing her grip from Ryan's head and ran towards Reyhan.

"Crying first!" Reyhan. It made Ika glare and finally grabbed her hair as well.

Soon the four left the parking lot and left the building area. Once in the shopping area, Ika immediately poured into one of his last ice cream shops since he lived in Minority Center. Reyhan Ibrahim, meanwhile, was left on the sidewalk and walked a few steps to the cigarette shop.

Monica Debora had just gotten off Ryan's motorcycle when her eyes found something that caught his eye. The girl pecked at the side of the motorcycle Ryan glared at the news of a missing person taped to an electric pole.

Ryan Gunawan doesn't realize that. He thought Monica was just trying to find a store that sold her needs. As soon as he got off his motorcycle, the man immediately went inside the ice cream shop and joined Ika.

Monica walked closer to the pole to make sure her vision was not mistaken.

The news reads:

We offer 1 million $

To whoever managed to bring our daughter home safely.

Name: Monica Deborah

Age: 21 years old

Height: 166

Skin color: White

Eye color: Brown

Hair color: Brown honey

Underneath is a picture of him. Under her picture, a phone number that she can call.

Monica gulps. He knows who the phone number is. "I don't have parents, motherfucker!" The girl snarled as she snatched the news paper from the pole and tore it apart. As he turned his body, he saw the figure of Last Dusk talking with Reyhan Ibrahim in front of a cigarette shop across the street. He squeezed the news paper in his hand and stuffed it into his pants pocket.

"Are you ok?"

Monica screeched as soon as she realized Last Dusk was already standing in front of her. Had I seen it wrong, he asked in his heart. For a moment he lifted his gaze across the street and saw Reyhan Ibrahim was dumbfounded looking at him with a look that looked as confused as he was. The feathers immediately bristled. I saw her still across the street a few seconds ago, her inner self. "I'm ok," hiss Monica raspy and slightly vibrated.

Dusk smiled faintly as he watched Monica's nervously moving hand holding her pants pocket.

Suddenly a motorcyclist slowed down the speed of his motorcycle and then observed Monica Debora. Shortly afterwards the man pulled off his motorcycle and stopped not far from where they were standing.

Dusk watched him for a moment and immediately noticed it. He removed the helmet from his head and put it on Monica's head.

Monica flinched and suffocated stifled as Dusk suddenly stuffed the helmet on her head.

Dusk snatched the girl's hand and sighed her body across the road.

"We have to go back to the dorm" Dusk told Reyhan.

Reyhan stuttered in confusion.

Reyhan Ibrahim was still in his place, still looking puzzled. Even after he returned to the dorm with Ika and Ryan, he was still confused. Especially when they had just arrived at the dormitory, two guns greeted them at the gate. And that certainly makes Reyhan more confused.

Ryan Gunawan removed the helmet from his head, the pair of weapons simultaneously lowered. Then welcome in.

"From now on Asset children are not allowed out of the building!" The Guardian told Ryan when his bike had entered the court. "This is a new rule!"

What the fuck? Ryan is upset.

The new Guardians were keeping a tight guard all the places inside the building. Even in every door of the room in the whole building, including the door of every room Talent. Each door is guarded by two Guardians.

"This hostel is already like an army barracks," Esther grumbled at Ika as they walked towards her room.

Ika was just starting to be relieved to see her friend was about to talk again when their new Guardian rebuked them. "Can't talk!"

The two girls simultaneously bowed with sour faces. Then they split into their rooms without saying goodbye to each other.

This is not an army barracks, Ika thought. But hell!

"You're number 13" a Guardian man told Naomi before they began their morning run. They draped a kind of ID Card that only contained photos that were numbered to all Talents. "From now on the Guardians will call you by number!" He announced.

All the Talents groaned at the same time.

"No sound can be made!" The Guardian confronted them.

Crazy rules, Ika's batting.

Dusk reached into his pants pocket then took out a piece of paper that had been squeezed into a lump. He opened the lump and breathed a heavy sigh.

Monica Deborah growled as she realized the advertising paper she had put into her pocket last night was gone. Did I drop it? He wonders. No, he said in his heart. I remember my hand still holding it after the paper was already in my pocket.

1 million $ can pay one division, thought Dusk. He dialed the number listed on the missing persons news paper and tried to contact him to find out who was the mastermind behind the 1 million $ offer.

"Hello?!" The voice in the phone line reminded Dusk of someone.

Without a second thought Dusk simultaneously closed the call. Foolish, his grunts while patting his forehead scolding himself. If the guess is correct, the number he dialed belonged to someone he knew, it could have been his contact. And that means now the owner of this number already knows the identity of the Caller. Why am I so reckless, I regret.

"You're a complete mess" commented Ardian Kusuma when he met Dusk at the Coffee Shop, where Ester once worked.

The twilight is silent. He was still unable to determine his attitude given the man's treatment last week. "I've made a mistake" he hesitated.

Ardian Kusuma pegged for a moment before finally pulling the bench and sitting opposite to Dusk.

Dusk heaved a heavy sigh over and over again trying to reduce the discomfort within him.

Before long Evan Jeremiah also appeared in the Coffee Shop followed by Gilang Wibisana behind him.

After the program was taken over, Paravisi was no longer allowed to be in the dormitory even if only visiting, except Agung Tirtayasa. And today was the first time they met again after leaving the dorm.

But it seems this incident has at least given a little change to the emotional state of Ardian Kusuma. The guy looks a lot better today.

And instead Evan Jeremiah And Last Dusk look messy lately. Losing someone who means it turns out to have a considerable effect on one's emotional.

Dusk cleared as Evan Jeremiah and Gilang Wibisana joined the table, preparing to speak up. But he undoes his intentions when the tail of his eyes catches the figure of someone who seems familiar to him.

A 40-year-old man, wearing a beach shirt, was walking to their table escorted by two Coffee Shop servants.

The three comrades followed the direction of Dusk's gaze and were dumbfounded together.

The man stopped his steps near their table then patted his hands together, "incredibly," he said. "I didn't expect today to have a special guest!"

The four Paravisis were glaring.

"Next time tell me first if you want to visit. So that I have special preparations to entertain the brothers!" Reveal the man in a made-up friendly manner.

The four men around the table snorted as if to watch his behavior.

I didn't think this motherfucker was the owner of this Coffee Shop, Ardian Kusuma said in his heart.

The man had just received the title of Asian Business King a year ago, after years of robbing all the companies in almost all of Asia in a cunning manner. Including the company of the four men at the table and also Athena.

This voice, Dusk realized. The same voice as the owner of the number listed on the news paper of the disappearance of Monica Debora. No wonder if the mastermind behind the price offer of 1 million $ is Oscar Tjang. He must have prepared a myriad of tricks to trick any bastard who managed to bring Monica Deborah to him, still did not get the money. But Oscar Tjang doesn't have a daughter. He doesn't even have a child. So what exactly is this guy's relationship with Monica Deborah?