Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 127: Dirta or Elshara?

"I was saved by Dirta, she happened to be around there, she said run out of her family's newly opened branch restaurant in my boutique deckhouse." The truth that he had been keeping for himself had finally unraveled before Royyan.

In an instant, Royyan's eyeballs groaned furiously along with the eyebrows tightly linked together. The burly man quickly moved as he pulled his wife to stand with him.

Her steps still rolled out of the bathroom without saying anything more, making Almira bite her lower lip, worried that Royyan would do something to Dirta. The woman's gentle stride paddled her steps after the husband who was now in front of the sofa while holding his cellphone.

"Relse ... You're not going to do anything weird with Dirta" she asked, worried that there would be another big fight between Dirta and Royyan. "Dirta actually saved me, at that time she was confused why the bike was pointing at me, after which she had time to drive me home," continued Almira stroked one of the husband's heaviness.

Hearing the wife's explanation, Netra Royyan was getting worse. He turned his body to point at Almira, his eyes darting sharply at the wife's brownish eyeball, his forehead shrinking even more.

"You're on your way home?! Why do you take the offer of someone else to take you, I've told you, if there's anything to tell me, but look now,"jolt Royyan moved in the other direction to get away from Almira.

The beautiful woman then refracted the scarlet color of fear and her face bowed weakly, her gaze curled up in fear and her lips trembled unable to resist Royyan's words anymore, deep in his inner barn what he did was a mistake, but the curly-haired girl at the end just wanted Royyan to have a good relationship with her friend.

"I accepted Dirta's offer because I thought coming home with him would be safe and the mystery bike would not come after me anymore" Almira explained carefully.

However, just a rough gasp of breath that the beautiful woman received, her face was getting down and her eyes tightened, too, the two hands curled under increasingly gripped the pregnancy test kit that she still held firmly.

"He is the only one who has captivated the hiding of our marriage, you forget," Royyan said, moving to approach his wife. "For three years I was restrained by his foolish terrors, and our marriage should be hidden for approximately two years, and you easily trust him?! Ami .." continued Royyan with a weakened tone of voice.

Royyan flanked his wife's chin and pulled it up, making the neutrals meet each other and imprinted for a long time, spontaneously opening the Almira blind slowly along with his spit that was swallowed violently.

"Motor and that person are the same person as the one who wants to eliminate me,"he firmly removed the chin of the wife.

As Almira was fiercely bent, her weak shoulders suddenly became tense, she never thought much of it. "Thus ... The bike's the same guy?"tanya Almira made sure.

"Yes."really Royyan threw his gaze roughly out the window. He put his hands in his pants pocket and straightened his chest, "Dirta is an ambitious man, his soul is strong, whatever he wants, he always tries to get it, did not rule out the possibility he will do the same," continued Royyan again lead to the wife.

Silent gazes scattered around him, copying the stupidity that he thought was very annoying. Almira was only afraid of the dispute continuing in the life of the husband, but it turned out that everything he did was a mistake in the eyes of the man with the firm jaw.

"Where did you take Dirta? What's to this house?"asked Royyan with an increasingly hardened eyebrow link.

"Daeum ... To mami papi's house."

"good. Don't ever bring him into this house" Royyan said.

Royyan approached his wife, then hugged her warmly. His sturdy body devoured the weak body of the girl to the brim, his handsome face slipped into the thousands of hairs of the wife.

"Don't do it again, I'm afraid something bad happened to you, whatever it is you have to be honest," Royyan asked in a soft tone.

Almira looked up and drowned on her husband's neck and returned the man's embrace. "Sorry ... I won't repeat it, but you don't get angry, I'm afraid ...." The girl's voice was soft, there was a fear she could not explain.

"Euum ..." muttered Royyan nodded. "Why are you hiding this from me?"

"I'm afraid you and Dirta are back in contention."

Royyan's small lips rose, he smiled obliquely and then straightened his posture while still hugging his wife's lowered body. "You are calm ... I can control myself."

...***...

An old building in the middle of a shady forest, a gripping scent scattered in all directions. Black color quickly enveloped the area. It turned into a terrifying darkness. The moon that was being rounded on the spring relaxed its light was devoured by the black clouds that gathered around it.

Two large motorcycles, and one of them is a motorized man who has been a shadow of catastrophe for Royyan and now Almira. The two men unhinderedly entered into the old building with the faint illumination of the lights that were forced to light up.

Just five minutes after the two men sank into the old building, a silver car was seen right in front of the two motorcycles. The wavy-haired man surging down from the car valiantly, there was no doubt in him.

His steps swung into the old building while fixing his clothes, now the man was wearing a suit stelan complete with his tie, and he was, because previously he had just met a large client who wanted to eat food from both hands.

"Sir Dirta" cried one of the big men.

"Sit sir,"bid another large-bodied man as he dragged a chair near Dirta.

Then Dirta loosened his buttocks and sat on the chair that the two men had provided. The man still tidied up his clothes. "Let's talk," said Dirta with serious eyes.

"Good sir." The firm nods of the two men poked before Dirta.

Before long a shadow of a beautiful woman settles into the old building, faintly slipping in the shadow of a lamp that seems to have been eager to close its eyes.

"I guess, you must have come here," cried a beautiful woman and had a beautiful body curve, suddenly appeared from behind the exit of the old building.

...***...

Adrian had just arrived in a room with a strong voice. There was no gap for the wind or even the dust that was strewn in the air to settle into it, Adrian closed the glass door of the boss's room, he said, in his hand he carries a tablet that he usually uses for various activities.

"There's info sir" Adrian said upon arrival in Royyan's room.

"Say quick" Royyan said, refocusing on his work.

Adrian pulled his pace closer to Royyan. "Regarding the motorbike and the big-bodied man who was bothering the lady, he was an ex-con, actually he was operating with two of his friends" explained Adrian who was not finished.

However, Royyan had already cut Adrian's explanation first, the mullet-haired man approached Adrian with the highlight of his tapered eyes. "But? What crime did he commit?"cut Royyan.

"They had robbed banks, but were caught, then went out and became hitmen, they had committed a crime hit-and-run and were caught, but since the victims did not die then their punishment was not severe,"adrian explained the two men in detail.

"How much is his prison sentence?"royyan asked curiously, both of his hands hoeing at his waist.

"The last time they were sentenced to 8 years in prison, but they escaped and are now fugitives and the motorbike used belongs to one of his family, our people have investigated it seriously, sir ..."

Royyan. Adrian's explanation has been very clear if the two men were paid by someone to eliminate him or finish his wife who is now pregnant. The look on his face hardened with ripe redness.

The man's long legs continued rolling in an erratic direction with his shoulders straightened, even his hands folded in front. "What about Dirta and Elshara, where are they?"asked Royyan again to make sure if the culprit was one of the two friends or even both of them did the same thing at the same time.

Adrian went back to check the tablet, there is a location where Elshara and Dirta approached for some time ago to this day. After remembering all the places listed in the smart thing, Adrian rushes his shoulders and starts moving to get closer to Royyan.

"Pak Dirta is indeed taking care of a new restaurant near the boutique lady, and the manager of the restaurant is our former staff who resigned because the distance of his house is too far, he said, there is no other place that Mr. Dirta visited other than new restaurants, restaurants in Tangerang, gyms, golf courses, and of course large supermarkets in the city center."beber Adrian long, the man actually remembered the stanzas of the locations visited by Dirta.

As Adrian explained, Royyan only nodded in understanding with what his personal secretary explained, but between the curves of the nod, there was a very thin slanted smile from the brown-eyed man.

If he, I just pull one lever then everything will be destroyed, good work.

Royyan's inner frame sets up a satisfaction of the plan that he has been planning, unbeknownst to anyone, including Adrian who is always the stone of Royyan to do everything.

"What about Elshara?"asked Royyan again fading the tension of his face that had groaned.

"Miss Rala is focusing on working at the agency because the agency only has Miss Rala to make up for all the losses that the agency's leadership has to pay, the time is up for photo shoots and client meetings at a wide variety of restaurants. But there's one odd thing about these two, sir."

Royyan turned his head, his eyes sharpening strongly. "What is that." Really Royyan was very eager to know, what irregularities are being talked about by Adrian.

"On the same day even at the same time, they went out and our man lost track of both at the same time" Adrian said.

Degh's!

Adrian's words awaken a more coagulated presumption in Royyan's soul.

Did something happen to Dirta and Elshara?

Do they work together to haunt even the charming lives of Royyan and Almira again?

Or, did one of them, and one of them chose silence to protect each other.

Rows of questions settle in Royyan's mind, everything is still a mystery, no one knows who is the mastermind behind all this, the presumption continues to gnaw Royyan's mind is very sharp.

"Continue monitoring, do not let your guard down, if you can smuggle our people into their plans" Royyan said firmly.

"Good sir." Adrian nodded while lowering the tablet that was originally on top of his palm.

Adrian moved from the room Royyan out to his room, then the man returned to focus on his work, leaving Royyan who was still frozen in front of a clear window that spread the outside scenery very beautifully.

The green charm out there gives a soothing impression, the burly man immediately restores his hair back violently. Highlight his eyes were thrown away at the expanse of cumulus clouds that gathered together the firm burning horizon.

...***...

'One more hour, get ready! You'll soon meet your own hell'

Rows of words inside the yellowish-colored paper landed in front of the Almira boutique. Sara who had just arrived at the boutique accidentally opened and read the contents of the letter, even in the paper there was a red stain that came from blood, the rancid color of the blood so engulfed Sara that she threw her body back and accidentally threw the paper down.

"What's that?"sara said trembling, not only was her body trembling in horror, but her voice was also slightly shivering.

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