Cold Man And Miss Stone
43. It's Just a Process

"You don't like Uncle, Ema?"

"No."

Isn't that a bit too soon when the man was Samuel Ahkam? The girls were willing to die for Samuel's good looks while these hadiths were unwilling.

"Why? You have a lover in the village?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Rowan. I honestly thought Ema would say no.

Rowan's breathing was attracted heavily. Suddenly there was something stuck in there when Ema just said yes.

Who's the guy she likes?

...*...

Someone he likes in the village?

Not likely. He left the village without thinking so where could there be such a thing.

Yeah, where is it possible.

Samuel took a calm breath. Lean on his chair while hearing Rowan and Ema's talk. He was rejected by the village girl in front of his nephew who also liked the girl.

But in the end Samuel did not want to be silent. So he went to the balcony, gesturing that only his men would understand from a distance to send a message-carrying bird.

"Find out the man who's been in contact with Ema. Anybody. If there's one picture of Ema on their phone, take it out."

"Riokay."

...*...

Emilia sat in her room staring at the rose plant Samuel had given her.

If this day ends then there are only six days left. Six more days he had to find Samuel's loophole, kill Rowan, run from Ahkam. It won't be hard to kill Rowan. There are many ways. The difficult one is Samuel.

The only loophole he had was information regarding his mother. But Emilia was pretty sure Mahesa knew that already

I'm getting restless.

Emilia could not hold it. His mind was clearly dead-end and depressed. If only he was outside, Emilia had many ways and tricks, but he was confined, without Darto, Mutia was also the intel he usually relied on.

"Senior what are you doing?"

Emilia's mind was only spontaneously seeking an escape from her memory.

"Thinking of shit."

"I can help Senior if I want to."

Mahesa was laughing at that moment. "really? Then good."

Mahesa was a businessman, so Emilia just spontaneously thought so.

"Not."

"Then what?"

"Maybe the fate of others?"

"Senior, please don't play the word with me. Senior knows it sucks."

Emilia's grunts were answered by a small swipe at the top of her head. "I was thinking I should destroy the world to make it better."

"better? Senior wants to be a hero?"

"No."

"So what?"

Mahesa looked at him for a moment, before she grabbed Emilia's palm. Although Emilia's heart was pounding from the touch, she knew Mahesa did not mean to seduce her.

"I imagine what if the world were in the palm of a small hand like this." Mahesh moved the tip of her index finger to the center of Emilia's palm. "Ema, do you think I've done my best?"

"Of course."

"really? What if I'm disappointed?"

"Will Senior let himself be disappointed?"

It was a conversation about Mahesa's exhaustion. He's businessman. But he is not tired of looking for money to meet the needs of luxury life.

The reason he needed Emilia was for Nugraha's wealth. The reason he needed Samuel was for Muscle organization. The reason he was bothering Ahkam was for Ahkam's wealth.

And the reason he wanted all of that .. was because he did something too crazy a sane person would do.

"I believe in Senior. I know Senior is doing the right thing. Of course, I wouldn't say Senior did something holy. But in the end Senior and I both did something for our reasons."

Emilia was speechless remembering her own words.

When she said she believed in Mahesa, Emilia also had to believe in her.

"Senior can do it. Senior Failure, whatever it is, I know it's all just a process. Senior can always."

I-i can.

Emilia took a deep breath.

It's just a process. Observing Samuel, looking for loopholes, interrupting Ahkam, it's all a process.

Let's go, not panic, and always calm down.

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