
Tonight Daniel finds out where Attaya is, he's curious, what's the matter between Attaya and Delia, he's sure it's not just a matter of a couple. Somehow his conscience tells him to protect the girl he so desperately wants.
Daniel called the barista in his usual drinking place asking if there was Attaya or not, it turned out that the woman appeared only certain nights. Daniel asks Attaya for the number on the barista, and she gets it.
Daniel starts tracking Attaya's whereabouts from her number, apparently she's at a nightclub. Daniel immediately runs his car to the spot according to maps instructions.
Twenty minutes, Daniel has arrived at his intended place. A shophouse building, which if a layman saw it, would have thought this was an ordinary shophouse, because there were no signs or other clues if it was a nightlife. Daniel believes that this place sells many illegal goods, and illegal drugs.
It's a pity that Attaya is here, Daniel thought.
The ear-splitting sound of music greeted Daniel's arrival, his eyes looking out for Attaya's whereabouts, because of his level and appearance that showed he was not from the ordinary, but rather from the common people, of course, Daniel's arrival was immediately greeted by some sexy-clad women lacking materials to approach him, with seductive touches.
"Did any of you see a model named Attaya?" daniel asked to use the beautiful women.
"Why should we look for existing customers?, we are still alone. Need a drinking buddy?" said the woman wearing a golden shirt while touching Daniel's chest sensual.
Daniel lowered the woman's hand gently "If you show me where Attya is, I will pay you, the same as you serve one man, but after this, go home. I have a need with Attaya."
"Who do you think you are?, don't be a good ass. I don't need your money, don't be a saint if you're still going to a place like this," she said, not liking Daniel's way "For Attya, find yourself on the top floor, he's a guest of Vip," he said, and left Daniel just like that.
Daniel scratched his non-itchy forehead, cursed his mouth, for some reason, looking at a girl of Delia's age, making him think of Delia.
Daniel's eyes watched as he climbed the stairs, seeing every woman who came down ready to be wrapped in a striped man's nose, afraid to be missed if Attaya went down without his knowledge.
When he was on the top floor, Daniel immediately caught the figure he was looking for, Attaya was half drunk, there were two men on the left right side, and there were two men on the left, Attya was silent when one of the men was already merre mat mound of his breast, and one more man, had slipped his hand between the thighs smooth.
"Sorry gentlemen, can I borrow Attaya for a moment?"
The two cool men were troubled by Daniel's arrival.
"Who are you?, daring to interfere with our pleasure. Attya is ours tonight, so you have no right to take it."
"But for tonight, I really need him, I'll pay your damages."
"Bedebbah, who are you? the smelly kid pretends to be a lot of money." The man of about forty years of age stood up, challenging Daniel.
"I don't want to make a fuss, but please, I'll borrow Attaya for tonight."
"Who is he?" murmured Attya who heard his name mentioned and felt like a rebut.
"Attaya, I'm Daniel, let's go home with me. There's a lot I want to talk to you about."
Attya narrowed her half-seated eyes. "Daniel?, do you want to discuss Abian and the flight attendant?"
"Yes, let me help you." Daniel approached Attaya, he lowered his body to help Attaya stand up, but was blocked by the two men who were with Attaya.
"Hey Attaya can't leave, we paid her tonight, so she can't leave, or you'll know the consequences" said the distended man, shouting slightly.
"I said I'd change the loss, so let him go."
The two men came forward wanting to punch Daniel, but suddenly two plain-clothes thugs leaned in with their weapons, the two men retreated and raised their hands.
"Thus the two men, and return the unag that was paid to Attaya, "Daniel said, taking Attaya out of the place.
Daniel did not take Attaya to the hotel or to his apartment, but took Attaya back to his apartment. Daniel also brought some slop drinks. He wanted to make Attaya more drunk, to make it easier for him to find information about Delia.
And Daniel's efforts succeed, in a state of intoxication, Attya admits that if he hit Delia's father's run, his affair with his Manager while he was still dating Abian, he is still in a relationship with her, until Abian who caught him was doing their hot scene.
Daniel clenched his hand, a sense of inadmissibility just surfaced when he heard Delia's father died because it had something to do with Attya and Abian. And Abian let Attya be free.
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Abian pecked his face in a mirror that hung on the wall next to the bathroom door. He held onto his chest that was beating fast, not yet met with Delia, but his heart was already shaken incoherently.
"Inhale, exhale, Inhale, exhale."
"Warm up, let's not be nervous" he told himself.
Back, he tidied his already stiff hair because the pomade exceeded the porcupine fur, he had to make sure if his appearance this time was truly plenary, so that Delia was overwhelmed by her charm. Abian wore black jeans, combined with a gray shirt as his top, he then put on his black watch, and did not forget the black glasses he slipped on the collar of his shirt.
Abian was running around down the stairs, her heart was too happy, after a few days of not meeting Delia, making the longing so big.
"Bi, where are you going?, papa rooster like it should be cut, the youngest child's tumben at this time is already neat."
Abian took the apple in his mother's hand, and immediately bit him.
"It's still dark baby, breakfast first."
"Later Ma, breakfast with Delia."
"Bian, here's a quick coffee with Papa, it's still a little dark outside." The man who was still wearing the holster sipped his coffee which still let out a little puff of smoke. He sat in the single seat as the head of the family.
According to him, Abian shifted the dining chair and sat on the left side of his father.
"Morning coffee is not good for Papa's stomach that has been aged, less Pa." Abian took out a stacked white and green layer cake.
"Less sugar coffee is actually good to help improve memory, and cleanse the stomach. You should know that. That's not good if you often nginep both who are not halal partners, many demons around."
"Yes, Bian knows Pa."
"Papa believes in you, Papa just reminds, afraid of unwanted things happening, hold yourself."
"Yes Pa, trust all the same Abian, Abian certainly can control himself."
Abian looked at his papa scratching his neck, and accidentally, Abian caught many red marks around the chest of the sixty-five-year-old man.
"Shitttt Pa, will Papa soon turn into a leopard?, beware Pa, if Papa's cherished grandchildren and children see, Papa's depleted."
Abian pushed his chair away, leaving his parents distraught over their youngest child's speech. Of course Amanda first realized that.
"Pa," Amanda's messing around. "That, last night, I'm sorry, Mama didn't accidentally crack Papa's chest."
Papa Abian immediately lifted his shirt "Jeez Ma, WHAT IS THIS??"
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Throughout his journey Abian continued to hum, today he returned to riding his motorcycle, wanted to take Delia for a romantic walk like a young man in general, Delia's chest attached to his back, and he wanted to take Delia for a romantic walk like a young man in general, with his hands round his queen's stomach. And his occasional hand stroked Delia's thigh from the front.
Ahh so beautiful this life.
Abian really misses Delia.
What will she do when she meets Delia later huh?, hugging Delia from behind who is still asleep, then Delia widened her eyes in shock at her presence, and then she opened her eyes, then he kissed Delia's face without anyone left behind. He would curl Delia's body, taste the sweet taste of the typical lips wake Delia up, then Delia fell asleep, and she could enter Delia's body, which would demand that Delia inevitably have to marry him.
Gosh, why is his mind this early in the morning already perverted, knowing Delia makes Abian like a male h1persex and perverted.
But alas, all Abian imagined was just his anger, because Abian had to accept the reality, if he could not find Delia anywhere, the room was even neat, with the condition of the apartment lights were all lit.
Panic, anger, disappointment, longing, gathered into one. Abian's chest tightened with her body slowly began to relax, as she found a piece of paper that Delia had placed on her.
*Abian Captain, Hi,
My big baby, man,
If you find this letter, I may no longer exist. Sorry if I made you angry.
I love you Bi, very. Then let me keep wearing your gift ring, I love it.
Don't look for me Bi, let fate bring us together, if indeed we are destined to be together, but if not, I will return this ring*.
I'll see you at the right time, Bi, I'll miss you a lot.
Oh yes Bi, wear the bracelet yes, if when we meet, and you still wear the bracelet, then you are patiently waiting for me.
Abian looked at the bracelet on top of the letter, a Bottage veneta bracelet with pendants initialed A and D.
Abian felt no tears in his eyes, he thought, were there any words that hurt Delia, until Delia left him?. Abian closed, dispelling the circle that would continue to urge to come out.
"Delia kamu_" Abian could not speak anymore, what she felt now, Abian did not know.
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