Bare With Bastard
Ah Samudra, you're driving me crazy!
"I have to make sure, who, who's the bodyguard? He should have died with Dale, if Erra had been saved by someone else, but that bodyguard would have died." Amla was upset herself, she couldn't think, how could things be so weird like this.
"The voice, right, the voice and the shape of his body are not so contained, I must find it."
Amla came out of her study, she shouted impatiently, "Hey you!" he yelled at one of his confidants waiting outside.
His called confidant came immediately, with a face ready to do whatever Amla commanded.
"Yes Madam!" he said when he faced.
"I want you to gather all the bodyguards, guards as well, I'll find out for myself if there's a bodyguard I'm looking for!" amla's orders.
"Good Mistress."
The hustle of his confidants pressed the bell to make everyone in the Sian residence gather like a school apple.
Then, he told her using a microphone that only bodyguards were ordered for the apples.
All the guards just headed straight for the open hall in the Sian residence. They wondered what else they were being gathered for, instead of not having been up to an hour they had just disbanded.
Amla came down when all the guards had gathered, she drew closer to the neat rows of guards in her house. The voice of the bodyguard he was looking for could still be recognized if he examined it carefully, and also the body posture of the bodyguard was not too contained, should he not be able to easily recognize it.
"You! Try talking!" he told one of the guards in the front row of the right corner.
The bodyguard was a little confused, talk? What's he got to say?
"Speak anything, I want to hear your voice!" continued Amla.
"Good Mistress!" said the guard.
Hearing that, Amla immediately drew a conclusion, this was not the bodyguard she was looking for.
"And You!" switch to the other bodyguard on the side.
"Good Mistress!"
Not really, Amla sighed, the bodyguards that had gathered probably revolved around seventy people, the day had gone by the afternoon but the sun was still faithfully stinging the earth. Amla is not used to this condition.
"You again!" he said switch again.
"Yes Madam!" say a strict guard.
"Not really!" amla murmurs.
"You!"
"Yes Madam!"
"You!
"Yes Madam!"
"You!"
"Yes Madam!"
Amla felt desperate, unfortunately also that night she seemed to not care who she was talking to, and unfortunately because that night when she handed Erra over, the incident took place in this hall, he said, so even the closest cctv does not reach such a large hall.
"You!"
"Yes Madam!"
...***...
"Do you want to come with me?" asked Ayaz, currently he and Yaren just wanted to get out of Marco's agroponic garden in the back garden.
"Where?" yaren asked, she had gotten a little over her guess earlier, maybe Ayaz did not hear it, Yaren thought.
"Anywhere, I just want to get out of the house" Ayaz said.
"Hemmm, really, can I suggest somewhere?" ask Yaren.
"What's wrong? Is there somewhere you want to go?"
"Yes, do you want to accompany me?"
"Say, where is that place?"
"The Muara Kasih orphanage!" answer Yaren.
"An Orphanage?" wonder Ayaz, why to the orphanage, what Yaren once lived in the orphanage, thought Ayaz.
"Yes, Orphanage!" Yaren repeated her answer again with a smile, "Ayaz, do you have any money?" yaren asked, even though she knew that her husband could not possibly not have money, Sona Blue Hotel alone belonged to her husband, so where might Ayaz be a cool young man.
"For?"
"Iihh, the period does not understand, if we are going to visit an orphanage or such a place, well obviously have to bring some parcels, just think of it as a gift for the children there, we also have to share!" yaren.
"Have you ever been there?" ask Ayaz to investigate.
"Often, that sneer before she knew that she was her sister, Kak Jovan, she was also that orphanage child!" yaren again.
"Aaaa, so yes!" Ayaz seemed to think, as if he remembered something, "Cemir, hemm... I remember, wasn't he also your friend you told me about..." Ayaz realized, he did not continue the story.
"Yes, but he finally found his family" Yaren continued. Ayaz thought Yaren would be saddened to hear her question that was afraid of offending it. But thankfully nothing happened, Ayaz was afraid to hurt Yaren, even with a frills of accident.
"So, do you have any money?" ask Yaren again.
"Hey, do you think I'm poor?" sahut Ayaz, he slightly frowned annoyed to perfect his unacceptable acting.
"Ayaz, it's not like that..."
"It's Yaren, I'm just kidding, come on... We buy anything, you choose, today is your day!"
"At any rate, it's also hard for me to give you that unlimited card right, aren't you happy using it?"
"Ayaz, you're this!" Yaren pinched Ayaz's stomach, but the one that was pinched instead of the amused pain she felt.
"Haha..."
...***...
Sam had arrived at Marco's headquarters, the headquarters looked deserted, but it was still heavily guarded by the man who was indeed the guard of the headquarters.
"Did Miss Rymi have been here recently?" ask Sam to the guard.
"No!" the guard said, "Do you want to see your parents, Miss Rymi said you can enter if you really want to visit?" continued.
"I'll call him." said Sam.
Then, he quickly contacted Rymi, inviting the woman to meet immediately.
It's across there, right,
After the full moon, Rymi finally saw the name that contacted him again this time on his phone. Really for whatever sake, without Rymi realizing it actually he began to miss Sam.
Rymi wants to lift him up directly, but the movement of his hand was stopped when the prestige began to incite him.
"Am I in no hurry?" rymi asked herself.
Rymi let the call, as her eyes continued to stare in the background on her phone. His name is still the same, 'Rangga Donulai' because he knew Sam by that name the first time.
It has been a second call, but Rymi has no intention to answer a phone call from Sam.
This tug-of-war, it seems fun too. A little bit of playfulness is okay.
"Right, as long as he's in Italy never once called me, just watch out for you, I'll make you keep looking for me!" Rymi murmured again, he spoke alone, as his tiny lips began to form a crescent moon, believe me there is something that feels like wanting to explode in his chest. It's popping and it seems so hard to condition it.
"Ah Ocean, you're driving me crazy!"
Seriate...
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