
BRAAAC
The door of the room slammed hard, as I rushed out in a hurry with a face covered in wrath. Not a single bit of my line showed a happy expression.
Why is it so hard to let go of Rona? My tongue was too faint to even say the word breaking the wedding rope to him.
Aaaarrggggh!
I'm angry ...!
I'm pissed ...!
I hate ...!
I suck ...!
Cursing myself who can't even go against the inner voice, just because by looking at her two beautiful eyeballs.
Ronan ...!
Ronan ...!
Ronan ...!
Why is it so hard to hate you? Why is it so hard to remove your shadows from my mind? Why is it so hard to kill the love that binds me more and more? Why just me? What sins are holding me back? What wrong?
The screams of a person's heart that is broken many times, can cause a fire that becomes. Really, I can't control myself. I really want to vent this emotion on my heart. However, what can I do, I am not as strong as what you already know.
Muscles wire iron bones, but the heart is as soft as hello kitty!
Ah, suck!
For now I cannot be found. Being alone is the right decision for your own good. Then, back to the hotel just to dampen emotions. Maybe by flushing myself using the freshest element on earth, I can regain control.
"Have I met my wife, or have I met you?" the chirps are increasingly making my head fiery.
Not now, Nata!
Don't make my emotions rise again ...!
I could only snort angrily, rotate both eyes as if I did not take a headache, then move towards the bathroom. However, he continued to tease me with words that always succeeded in knocking on the door of the heart.
"A true love fighter can't possibly just lock himself up in the bathroom, without showing himself to be a man."
Waitaminute!
His words this time sounded like he was pumping. I stopped my footsteps, who almost entered the bathroom. I turned the neck rotation towards him who is currently still holding the tube-shaped potato chips packaging while staring at the television screen.
"Prove that your love is not just a dream, Mr. Police." He returned to roar like the leader of the group in an oration. I continued to look at him meaningfully, because his sentence was very successful in pinching the heart niche.
Yes, Nata is right. I can't stay quiet like this. I have to meet the tyrant. Right, I have to meet him to solve this problem.
***
After successfully capturing his minions with all the evidence, of course Endar was immediately called to be examined many times. However, it is not that easy we can throw it into the bars. Because all the evidence was successful he tepis, plus the absence of information immediately related to him as the official owner of the vault. All the evidence that we collected even managed to drag one other name that has nothing to do with Endar Riyahdi.
You sly ...!
According to the interrogation results, all of Endar's minions did not want to open themselves, even they were willing to be sentenced to death if the police continued to force them to confess.
Whoa, so faithful ...!
Even Rona was not ready to testify to the rottenness of Endar, even though he had been tortured many times. He continued to choose silence, locked his lips tightly, and hid them in a very neat array of vile evidence of Endar's depravity.