
Meanwhile, in the room of an apartment, Andra was seen kneeling his forehead with the position of his body stretched over the spring bed. After leaving Natasha, she did not return home to her parents. He chose to go home to his apartment that he often visited when he wanted to be alone.
Andra combed her hair with her fingers, closing her eyes. He tried to recall the pieces of the incident a few minutes ago. He sighed heavily as the shadow of Natasha's face was frightened, crying and begging flashed across his mind.
" Aarrggghhh ...!!" Andra groaned." Why am I this?? Why would I be able to do that??" Andra pulled her hair back. He realized and regretted that what he had done was a mistake. He also did not understand why he got angry until it was like that. All this time he never did anything that would harass a woman. But what he had done earlier, really made himself very disgusted at himself.
Andra gets up and grabs her car keys back, she heads to the basement to leave her apartment, and drives her car to her company. He felt guilty for leaving Natasha in a state of shock.
Arriving at the office building, Andra rushed towards her study. He was a little surprised when he saw the door of his room open. He ran into the rest room he used to perform the felece*han action against Natasha earlier. No one met there.
Andra returned to her car and met two security guards who were standing guard in front.
" Good night, sir." The two guards greeted Andra as Andra lowered her car window.
" Did you see someone coming out of this office?" ask her with a heavy voice.
" I-yes, Sir. About an hour ago, there was a woman who came out, sir." Mr. Zaenal replied in a cautious tone.
" right, Sir. That woman came out crying in fear the way she looked." Mr. Samsul chimed in who immediately got an elbow from Mr. Zaenal.
Andra sighed for a moment. " Where did you see that woman?" tanyanya.
" We don't know where he is, sir. He's just walking east, sir" said Pa Zaenal.
Andra stared intimidatedly at the two security guards. " You heard! What you saw today, enough of you know. You gotit?!" firmly Andra.
" Understand, Sir!" Mr. Zaenal and Mr. Samsul answered in unison.
" Yes, continue your work!" his order then forwarded his car in the direction designated by the security guard.
Andra drove the sports car slowly, her eagle eyes circled to every corner of the road, looking along the sidewalk. He had swallowed his saliva when his eyes saw several men flocking at several corners of the sidewalk. Moreover, some were sinister-looking, which he expected the thugs to be. What would happen if Natasha met them. His heart was instantly anxious. He immediately drove his car to Natasha's apartment. Andra hopes to find Natasha there.
Andra pressed the doorbell of Natasha's apartment over and over again impatiently. Five minutes later the apartment door opened, Andra hoped Natasha's figure would emerge from behind the door.
" Dan, Andra ...??"
Andra looks disappointed when she finds Bi Surti opening the door of Natasha's apartment. " Natasha is there, Bi?"
" The Non hasn't been home since morning, Den. Bibi thinks Si Non is staying at the boutique. What's the matter, midnight gini, Den??"
" There's nothing, Bi. Yes, I'm sorry. If Natasha comes home please tell me yes, Bi." orders Andra then steps away from Bi Surti.
" Fm ...."
Andra stopped her steps and turned her head as Bi Surti's voice called out to her. " Why, Bi?"
" I don't have a Den Andra number, how can Bibi contact Den Andra?" said Aunt Surti mannered.
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Andra watched the building in front of him, looking very quiet, there was only a guard standing guard. After deciding to go down and ask Mr. Joko, the security guard, he finally returned to the car when he was not found a satisfactory answer from Mr. Joko, that says if Natasha's been out of there since noon.
Andra hit the handlebar of her car upset. " Where are you, Nat?" Andra rubbed her face rough. Andra glanced at the watch in her hand which already showed it almost twelve o'clock at night. His heart and mind became more and more unsettled. He keeps combing the road hoping he finds Natasha.
Time has shown at one in the morning, Finally Andra decided to return to his home. She hopes Natasha will return there, as her car is still left at Andra's parents' house.
" Sir, is Natasha inside?" andra asked Mr. Akbar, the security guard at his house who opened the gate.
" There is, Den ..." Mr. Akbar said.
Andra breathed a sigh of relief. " What time did he get here?" tanyanya.
" Since this afternoon, Den. Since noon, the car is still here."
Pak Akbar's next reply made the happy expression of Andra turn sour. With a rude snort he parked his car in the garage and then headed to the guest room, nor did he meet Natasha there. Finally she tried to step into Sheila's room because she remembered that the clothes Natasha had worn were those of her younger sister,
Andra opened the door to Sheila's room slowly, the room looked empty as usual, because the owner was studying abroad. Andra's eyes were directed to the edge of Sheila's bed, seen by the folds of clothes seen above the spring bed, Andra grabbed the clothes Natasha was wearing this afternoon when she came to her office.
Andra also saw Natasha's sling bag on the nightstand. immediately grabbed and opened the tiny bag, he found Natasha's phone there. With a slight hesitation he, took the phone, and pressed the power button then rubbed the screen until it lit up. It turned out that the phone was unlocked, and what made Andra surprised was that the picture on the phone screen was a candid image of him, who did not know when Natasha took it. Andra's heart was intrigued to see the gallery on Natasha's phone which turned out many photos of her were taken candidly or capture from WhatsApp stories that had shared.
Andra idly entered her phone number on Natasha's phone call, and the appearance of the name "My Everything & everything" on the phone screen.
Andra again breathed heavily. His heart kept wondering, Has he been doing too hard on that woman all this time? Did he do anything unfair to that woman? In fact, he almost took the sanctity of the woman who was more than five years known.
Natasha is happy to wear clothes that show her curves are beautiful, but Andra believes Natasha is still guarding her crown. Because she saw for herself how scared Natasha was and refused to make out for herself, when clearly she was the man Natasha wanted.
Andra splashed her body with her legs hanging on the floor. " Where are you, Nat? I'm afraid something bad happened to you .." he murmured
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POV Author :
This chapter is a special POV Babang Andra yes, Sapa know you still miss Andra😁
You guys definitely don't think Andra did that, do you?? surely he thought only Babang Gavin would be able to do that, right??😂
Seriate....
Happy Reading😘's