Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 30: Who is Rala?

"Rala from the Jakarta international model management agency," said the beautiful woman.

"Well, miss, I will tell Mr. Royyan first, after that the lady can meet him, sorry. Because Mr. Royyan applies such a rule, who can meet him without the appointment of only the family," explained the receptionist as he clenched his hands above right in front of his chest.

The woman who had the nickname Rala nodded as she painted her face with a beautiful smile capable of hypnotizing everyone who saw her, the girl who had just removed all the white things that were the fabric of the hospital was a few days ago. Apparently he was very happy to be able to display the old face that had returned to him perfectly.

"OKAY. Let me know immediately, I want to see him as soon as possible,"said the flat-eyed beautiful girl as she wore the large-sized sunglasses she had taken off when she spoke to the well-dressed woman before her.

"Well miss, thank you,"he said politely still clenching his hands together.

The flat-eyed girl twisted her steps and sauntered away out of the company building. He entered a white car with eight people in it, but the car was filled with only one manager and one driver, while the beautiful girl got into the back of the car after being opened the door by the driver. The car drove off and left the company building.

Shortly after the white car was gone, Royyan entered the parking area of his company building, without further ado Royyan and Adrian got out of the car in the same tap. Royyan walked in front of Adrian, stepping firmly into the company building that looked silent. It looks like the employees/i already know if Royyan will soon enter the building area, all of them still working in their respective seats but without making a sound.

Royyan's assertive and cold nature makes its own fear for all employees, actually Royyan is not evil or cruel, he just likes a quiet atmosphere and away from the noise of unimportant things during his work. However, his anger would make the entire company become frozen like an ice god blowing from above the sky.

The female receptionist who faced the flat-eyed girl immediately paddled her steps closer to Royyan and Adrian, too, with a stammer he spiked the white ceramic floor to get to nearby Royyan and Adrian who continued to walk regardless of the surroundings.

"Sorry Mr. Royyan" he stammered as he lowered his face beside Royyan.

The cold-faced man turned his head with his typical sharp gaze, he twisted his body until he turned the body on one of his employees. "What's wrong?"royyan asked as he confirmed the watch circling his left arm without looking at the receptionist.

"Some time ago there was a beautiful girl who wanted to see her father" he explained in a very low tone of voice.

Royyan. Angannya ventured to find and guess who the girl was, it seems he did not make an appointment with anyone. Then he snorted a little and looked up at his receptionist.

"I don't have an appointment with anyone, so don't let him in."Royyan ignored him and did not think about the girl anymore, immediately he stepped up to continue his steps earlier.

Adrian is following Royyan in the back. Not yet finished Royyan felt the fifth ceramic, the receptionist followed him again and spoke incessantly to convey what he knew, "the girl is a model from the Jakarta international model management agency, her name is Rala,"clearly again.

Royyan frowned, but the receptionist soon saw his vision turn to Adrian who was behind him, in fact, he twisted his body to side with the figure of Adrian more clearly to convey his desire through the look of his eyes that immediately penetrated into the round eyes of Adrian. The mullet-haired man brazed Adrian's gaze.

Adrian silent. Trying to read his boss's wishes from his sharp gaze. "Okay sir, I'll find out as soon as possible" Adrian said with confidence and a firm body.

Then Royyan quickly grinned, raised the lines of his face flat earlier, then he stepped again to continue his steps again which had stalled due to respsionisionis, and then he stepped again, adrian quickly followed Royyan behind him.

"You are indeed good at Yan, without needing to explain and you already understand what I mean," Royyan praised after he approached the elevator that was on the left of the entrance.

"Thank you sir."Adrian blushed, but he still tried not to be seen flying because of a little praise Royyan, although rare, but he had to remain firm in any circumstances.

The two entered the elevator and pressed the fifteen button towards the room he was in. After a few minutes had passed, they had reached the floor they were on. Soon Royyan and Adrian approached the room that was fused in one door, Royyan went into his room and began to focus on his work as well as Adrian who immediately worked and also found out about the figure of Rala which was meant by the receptionist earlier.

For three hours Adrian explored social media from various applications to track the figure of Rala. Finally he found it from the agency's official website and Rala's name was on the number one, just that there was no photo of the woman, only a picture of his perfect body is displayed on the website, while in the second sequence number there is a figure that Royyan will recognize, namely Manda, but Adrian did not recognize him at all.

Indeed Adrian knows about the feud between Royyan and Dirta and also about Elshara he knows very well, because all what Royyan does is always he who intervenes to be the hands and feet of Royyan.

"Excuse me sir."Adrian knocks on Royyan's door and he refuses to open it until his boss lets him in.

"Come in" said Royyan who sat in front of a computer screen the size of a large television that was displayed in front of the bed in his room.

Gegas Adrian entered Royyan's room while carrying his personal mobile phone which he had filled with data about the figure of Rala.

"What did you get?"ask Royyan who hasn't changed his position.

"Good sir. Miss Rala is a top 1 model from the Jakarta international model management agency, she is a hidden model that our client said some time ago, she said, miss Rala is the only model who receives many jobs that only display the beauty of her body without displaying her face," explained Adrian long, but she has not finished her explanation because she saw Royyan began to move from her chair.

"Why does she hide her face, does a model have to have a beautiful face," Royyan asked, flicking Adrian's explanation, as he got up from the chair and faced Adrian.

"From the info I can, if Miss Rala had a major accident incident nine years ago and Miss Rala had a disability on her face, because of the family who is engaged in fashion, because of the family who is engaged in fashion, miss Rala can enter the world of models that only display her body, she entered the last six years for the last six years Miss Rala underwent plastic surgery to restore her face as before,"connect Adrian while giving his phone to Royyan.

No need to wait long, Royyan immediately grabbed Adrian's phone and he saw what was inside the phone. With narrowed eyeballs and a frown Royyan nanapi curvature of the body which is the figure of Rala was serious. "What incident?"royyan asked, wondering. His mind immediately said that Rala was the figure of Elshara who drowned nine years ago and no one could find his body.

"I didn't find what kind of accident it was sir" said Adrian firmly.

Elshara's? But ... His body is really similar to El, can't El right? Nine years is a long time, is it possible? A rala? Elshara's? What a very similar name.

Batin Royyan strongly believes that Rala is the figure of Elshara. However, deep in his heart a fact about Elshara's preset death again snatched and resuscitated him.

The mullet-haired man immediately restored his gentle face, he accidentally shifted the phone screen and revealed a photo of a beautiful woman with shoulder-length hair that he knew so well, even though he never exchanged stories with each other, but Royyan knows his figure well enough.

Royyan gave Adrian the phone back, then he walked up to his chair to pick up a tortilla brown suit that hung weakly on the chair, immediately he put it on while waltzing out of his room. A confused Adrian follows Royyan behind him while covering the door of his room tightly.

"Where are you going? Let me get the car ready, "asked Adrian still following Royyan who continued to walk firmly without saying a word.

The man who had just finished his appearance immediately turned to Adrian who was now coming to a stop when Royyan snapped his steps in front of the nearest elevator from his room.

"I'm going to my wife's boutique, there's one of the models from the agency, I'm going to look for her own, and you .. handle the company until I get back,"royyan said firmly as he pressed the button next to the elevator.

"Alright sir, let me know if you need help" Adrian replied as he bowed his head politely.

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Royyan arrives in front of Almira's boutique without a driver. Before entering the boutique Royyan had exchanged eyes with some of his men in charge of monitoring Almira activities outside the house. After that, he stepped into the boutique with a complete disguise. He took off his watch and his suit, and he even wore sunglasses, a black mask and a tortilla-colored hat like the suit and pants he wore.

"Welcome sir? Can I help you?"ask a woman who welcomed Royyan.

"I want to meet with Ra," answered Royyan, before Royyan never used the name Ra, but because of outside the house he had to use the nickname.

"Oh my apologies, sir, if there has been no promise a-"his heart was immediately cut off by Sara who is a confidant of Almira.

Sara patted the shoulder of the woman who was facing Royyan, and floated her hand swinging in the air, asking her to leave from there. The woman immediately rushed to flee from Royyan's presence. "Sorry sir, he doesn't know about you. Let me take it to Ra's sister," said Sara as she extended her hand towards the room where Almira was and invited Royyan to walk first.

Royyan breezed following Sara's interruption.

Arriving at the door of Almira's room, Sara immediately opened it and Royyan entered it, then Sara immediately closed the door back tightly, and then, and he rushed to get out of the door afraid to listen to the conversation of the two people in a room equipped with soundproof. Although Almira's room is protected by soundproofing, but it still feels like Sara is not polite.

"Don't come here often, it will be caught by the media and all your hideout plans will be revealed quickly,"almira chirped without turning her head and she continued to focus on the beads attached to a crimson dress in front of her.

The deg!

Royyan. How could Almira know if the one who came was himself not someone else? Where does Almira know that? While the woman who tied her hair to resemble a ponytail did not turn her head at all, her eyes continued to focus on the red dress. Slowly Royyan approached the wife as she put both arms in her pants pocket.

"The back of your head have eyes?"royyan asked for a moment he was already beside Almira.

"meaning? Where does the back of the head have eyes, don't start talking about weird stuff, this isn't home?"suhut Almira with the same position, this time he began to sew some beads that he thought were less than perfect.

"Kok you know I'm coming?"

"Your perfume, let alone try your footsteps, I already know."

Huh uh?! It's a psychic girl or whatever, the yes period is just from the sound of footsteps can know the person who came.

"I want to talk to you" said Royyan who immediately brushed off all his inner babbling.

"By the way?"sahut Almira remains reluctant to turn his head from his job.

Almira walks to the back of the dress clad in a model that resembles a complete human body, bending over to check if the back is perfect or not, and Royyan followed his wife behind as he held his hands behind his back.

"Your friend's name is Manda's model, isn't it?"asked Royyan without further ado.

Hearing the name Manda come out of the mouth of her husband Almira immediately flicked her work and immediately stood up straight, then turned her head with a slightly astonished forehead. What's the matter Royyan questioned about his best friend? Is there business? Or a relationship he doesn't know about? This is the question that Almira had in mind.

"Why all of a sudden do you think about Manda? What do you have to do with Manda?"tanya Almira brazed Royyan's gaze.

"I want her to do the same thing, but she only knows because of an agency with a woman named Rala,"obviously Royyan swung to Almira's chair and he sat down on the swivel chair.

Netra Almira continued to follow wherever Royyan stepped, looking at Royyan who was now leaning on his chair as he continued to swirl on the chair. Then Almira started to step up to approach Royyan.

"Ralla? Who'sis that? Tumben you talk girls, usually not."There was a painful tremor in Almira's heart, although her face did not show anything, just a flat face that did not display anger or jealousy, but it felt like her heart felt a little sore.

"So morning there was a woman who wanted to meet me her name was Rala, and she happened to be an agency with your Manda," Royyan casually said.

Relieved. Somehow her heart felt more spacious, the back that had been tense could finally be more flexible, then Almira nodded, she just understood what was meant by her husband.

"Now he's back in the studio. What do you want? I'll ask her the same question."

NEXT ....