Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 115: Return to Indonesia.

Adrian took a long breath. "Miss comes to the hotel and drives Miss Elshara out of the boss's room" Adrian said without hiding anything.

Royyan looked up, stared intently at his private secretary, then his gaze was thrown away into the row of buildings perched in front of him. The quiet atmosphere of the city was warm, under the sun this afternoon.

"Good," Royyan then pulled his body back towards the highway.

"What will you do next?"ask Adrian curious.

While tidying up his clothes, Royyan pulled his chin slightly upwards, and his firm jaw also hardened. "I will follow the woman's game first, keep an eye on her" Royyan said.

"Good sir."Adrian nodded.

Waves of wind rolled near Royyan and Adrian sent a black car nearby, then the two men rushed into the car and the car quickly drove away from the restaurant area.

Under the fierce sun, Almira and Manda sat in one of the outdoor cafes; music humming at the end of the street. The birds fly in the air breathing fresh air, although the heat evaporates, but the wind is sweet in the ears.

In front of a cold drink and a piece of redvelvet cake, Almira shook her back to the back, leaning against the chair she was sitting on. "According to you, he'll come again?"almira asked Manda who was in front of her.

"Come again, that girl is crazy" said Almira.

"Help ..."Almira let out a long sigh and pulled her face up while folding her hands in front. "Pengen sinking feels," continued Almira resigned.

"Sink where you are?"answered Manda, who then sipped his drink.

"To the deepest seabed."

Manda was struck by the word Almira. Soon he threw his gaze up, right straight ahead on the friend who was still stuck. "You mean suicide" Manda muttered in fear.

Almira grinned, calling for a small laugh, and then she brought her face back to the friend. "No, I still want to live. Why did I kill myself, dear to my life. God has given me life, why do I have to end it quickly, without god's consent" Almira said.

"Yes end you say drowned into the deepest sea" cried Manda relieved.

"Some crazy. Where I think of suicide, if God has allowed me to die, then I die."

Manda's face shriveled. "Ah ah ah, don't say dead, cave serem."

Almira again gave a small grin; her blank gaze darted far ahead as she sipped the lingering cold drink, the sweet-tasting red liquid spreading throughout Almira's mouth.

...***...

Indonesia, August 10, 2022.

Almira arrived at her mansion at exactly 23:00 wib, the girl immediately threw her body on the bed before she let go of everything that was stuck on her body, the watch, the bag, the mask, glasses and some jewelry were still attached to him.

Syani ran from the kitchen and brought her favorite drink, she placed it on the front desk of the small sofa in the room. Then he approached Almira who was lying limp on the bed on her back.

"Miss want to take a shower?"ask Syani.

The woman knew very well that Almira could not stand being covered in sweat and street dust. Even though the clock has shown the early morning hours that people use to sleep in their sleep.

"I-yes ... I'm going to take a shower, sultry ..."sahut Almira lirih.

"Well miss, I will prepare the warm water" replied Syani.

"Daeum ..."

After getting an answer from Almira, the young lady rushed to run towards the bathroom, and did all her work well.

Quickly the warm water filled the bathub, then he prepared a variety of soaps and shampoos beside the bathub. While Almira was still lying weakly on the bed, her roar of breath seemed to be panting.

Shortly after, Almira awakens and releases all the objects that are attached to her body and she puts them on her bed, except for the clothes she uses. At the same time, Syani had returned from the bathroom and she was standing behind Almira's body, a little distance away.

"It's ready, miss," she said softly.

"Okay, you can come out now" replied Almira turning her body towards Syani.

"Well miss."Syani.

Shane came out of Almira's room. That silent night, herded Almira drowned into a bathtub that had been filled with foam bubbles coming from her much-loved soap. The scent of roses attached to the soap made Almira calm, a sense of relief spreading to every part of her limbs.

...***...

Morning came faster, the smell of the sun pierced and broke into the room which was almost like a flower garden perched on the roof of his house. Early in the morning Almira had arrived at her boutique, even leaving her cell phone in the room, she had completely forgotten to take it.

Under the timid sunlight, the little girl's boutique was still quiet and there was no one, except the employees and Almira herself.

"Sara .."call Almira from inside her room, the door of her room was deliberately open wide because the condition of the boutique was still closed and no visitors came.

Sara from the right who was tidying up some of the dresses on display there immediately paddled her feet near Almira who was checking some files that she had to take to the production room. The location of the production room where she sewed all her clothes, was not too far away, right behind the boutique building.

"Yes Ra, what's wrong?"sara asked with a heart that was pounding.

Sara's heart was already fumbling with fear, she was completely unsettled, her brows were intertwined and her two eyeballs never switched a second from Almira.

"For the prime minister's dress have you prepared?! One more week he'll take, right?"tanya Almira did not release her gaze on the files wrapped in various colors.

Relieved. Somehow the girl's heart felt relieved so she let go of her breath being gently flung out. "So Ra, we have prepared and the dress is perfect, Ra can check it in Ra's room" answered Sara.

"Okay, I'll check, "balas Almira stopped checking all sorts of files.

The cat-eyed woman threw her gaze out the window, and the sun seemed to dare to rule the spotlight to shine on the earth and thought of the hordes of dew that had been reluctant to leave the face of the earth.

"I have business to go out, you take care of everything, and no one goes into my room without my permission" Almira told Sara.

"Good sister,"sahut Sara firmly.

"Good, I went yes."pamit Almira who then sauntered near his desk, picked up the bag and also the blazer he was wearing this morning.

Almira intends to return home to pick up her phone, this morning she was too absorbed into the boutique so much she forgot. The little girl darted like the wind to the shoulder of the highway, she waited for a taxi past her boutique building.

What happened to Almira, she forgot about her car too. There the girl stood quietly waiting for a taxi, not realizing from the other direction that someone was after her, a large-bodied burly man sitting on his big motorbike.

From the opposite direction Dirta had just come out of a mall near the boutique directing his eyes in the other direction, he grinned when he saw the figure of Almira standing on the shoulder of the road.

"So she was the woman who managed to conquer Royyan," cried Dirta shrieked, her gaze thrown down along with her still perched smile. "Why I never realized yes, Royyan is really like the tiny type like that, why the cave wastes time to make Royyan suffer, while he never wanted El," he added later.

The small net was re-stained and pointed at Almira again, her focus suddenly being distracted at the burly man, she said, his eyes narrowed when he saw the burly man preparing his motorbike to go at a speed that should not be used while on the highway.

"Cowok is weird," he said.

Dirta stepped up to approach Almira who was still standing there, not yet exhausted Dirta felt every step of her way, the man was already speeding up at high speed. The motor drove very unnaturally, he staggered like a drunk, instantly the Dirta net was widened.

"Rb ... Awaaaas ..."yelling Dirta made Almira turn her head towards where Dirta was, to which she was,

While the little-eyed man took his steps like a professional runner. Just one second if Dirta was late Almira was already dead at the hands of the man who knew who it was, swiftly Dirta grabbed Almira's hand from a distance and brought him nearby. "Aaakh .." cried Almira aghast.

The strapping-bodied man missed, and immediately turned his bike in the other direction and this time he carried it right. Dirta let go of his hold on Almira and walked forward, narrowing his eyes to see the license plate number attached to the motor's back.

That ... The guy I told neror Royyan to do, who paid him this time. Goddamnit! I need to find out who's behind this attack. I am sure that the man was told by someone else.

Dirta's inner self gripped with anger along with a rounded fist.

Almira was still silent like a statue of a thousand temples, his heart still beating very fast with his mouth wide open. A few seconds later, he stepped closer to Dirta who was still looking at the streets with a bitter look.

"Dirta?!"call Almira slowly.

Dirta turned her head and drowned her frown. "Lu don't papa, do you?"ask Dirta.

"It's not papa."Almira.

"Jude."Dirta nodded.

"That's a motorcycle why it can stray into me anyway, far away, like a deliberate," asked Almira again.

Dirta looked at Almira innocently, indeed he himself did not know anything about this. After Elshara's presence, the man no longer dealt with those mercenaries anymore. Interlaced eyebrows indicate Dirta himself was astonished.

"Lu be careful, don't walk alone, where are you going anyway? If Royyan knows you're walking this way he can get angry" said Dirta.

"There's business, the cave's coming back to the house."

"Wait here, anterin cave you turn," suggested Dirta.

"O-okay ..."Almira nodded again.

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