Friends Who Destroy
BC 09

The sound of the clink of the phone instantly disperse his daydream about the problems of papa's company. The email notification is displayed on the screen of his phone.

Ghea was stunned when she saw the incoming email, a message from her best friend, Alexa. Ghea smiled indifferently. He did not expect if his friend still dared to send him an email after ignoring his email about the last six months.

"Did he start suspecting me?" Ghea muttered a little worried about his disguise. Ghea tried to shake his mind and immediately read the email message Alexa sent him.

Without hesitation Ghea replied to the email, smiling bitterly. He pretends to know nothing about Alexa's life. Trying to destroy the enemy from behind, it seemed like such a war strategy was notoriously effective to defeat the opponent.

"Well Alexa.

Elsewhere looks Alexa who just cleaned herself, wet hair he let unravel just like that. It's the lyrics of a laptop that's still on the nightstand. There's an email response there.

With a little haste Alexa sat herself wrapped in a towel right in front of the luminous flat object.

"Ghea......" Alexa's a little surprised. He read word for word that Ghea sent for him.

Alexa was nervous when she read Ghea's words. Word by word that seemed to intimidate him. He really did not want to reply to the message, but Ghea would definitely suspect something about him.

"I have to look good in front of him, so that I can keep an eye on him" muttered Alexa while thinking of appropriate words to reply to the email that Ghea sent.

From the message that Alexa sent, he knew that Ghea was still in Jakarta and had not returned since he was there. One thing that worries Alexa's mind has been answered.

"That's not Ghea's lipstick. Then who's that woman?" Alexa's frowns thinking of the woman who might be Faruq's mistress.

Still thinking about the woman, Alexa walked into the living room after changing clothes. Suddenly, Alexa's narrow eyes caught something that seemed to steal his view.

A small piece of paper was lying on the front desk of the TV.

"What paper is this?" Alexa sat there and opened the paper slowly.

A bill receipt with the name of a famous hotel is printed clearly there. There is a room number, reservation date, check out and even room service that has been used.

Alexa was stunned but she tried to be calm. He was still looking for something that would make him draw conclusions if the bill just happened to be there.

But a second later Alexa decided to give up her thoughts after she found a name plastered there. A name he knows very well. Faruq Abiyan's.

Alexa's eyes suddenly flushed. His body seemed to lose strength and lean on the sofa behind him.

"Farooq......" He groaned slowly while closing his palm on his mouth that continued to tremble.

..........

"Have you started your plan?" Ask a woman in a dongker dress span while stirring a cup of tea on the table.

The young man before him only clucked with a rough sigh.

The middle-aged woman took off the large sunglasses she was wearing. He stared at the man who looked very formal with black jaz as well as the long tie he wore.

"Aren't you offering them some money?" Cristine's mother asked began to be provoked by emotions.

"It's been..... But they don't want to accept the bribe money I offer" explained Roy regardless of his mother who was so enthusiastic about Roy's story.

"It's like this that I'm worried that they'll report this to papa or Ghea" That cold eyes of mine so clearly refuted hatred. His fingers tightened, as if to squeeze those who were blocking his path of success.

"Why don't you just get rid of those wild horses" Cristine said, trying to come up with an idea. His fingers were so engrossed in dancing around the rim of the cup before him.

"Mother is right, I have to get rid of them while I have time" Roy replied excitedly as he got up from his seat and hurried away leaving Cristine's mother who had not had time to enjoy tea in front of him.

The woman looks pleased with her son's decision, he taps the table with a regular tap while smiling slylyly from the left corner of his lips.

Miss Cristine was deliberately married to Mr. Morgan because she wanted to inherit his property. Who is the woman who is not interested in men with abundant wealth like Mr. Morgan. Moreover, her status is being widowed, of course that is the thing that all women want.

Mr. Morgan and Mr. Cristine's marriage, which was fine, suddenly turned hot when Mr. Morgan got information about the whereabouts of his two biological children that he had been looking for all this time.

In addition, Mr. Morgan insisted that he wanted to make one of his children as the leader of the company to replace him. It triggers jealousy Cristine who really wants the wealth of Mr. Morgan. He really does not want if the two children of Mr. Morgan get his papa property, they also do not live with his papa all this time.

Miss Cristine felt that the decision taken by Mr. Morgan was unfair. He who almost 10 years of living with Mr. Morgan, should be his son who deserves to replace his position. Not to give it to a child who is present after his parents are successful.

......................

"the loundry employee found this lipstick in your jaz" said Alexa indifferently as she put the nude-colored lipstick she got from the loundry courier.

Faruq who was sitting casually in front of the TV frowned, he looked at the woman in front of him with a question mark.

Alexa's indifferent face clearly reflects her jealousy, Faruq understands it very well, but he behaves foolishly with Alexa's feelings. Faruq never intended to return Alexa's love.

Faruq grabbed the small cylindrical-shaped object, watching it closely. But he did not remember who the owner of the nude lipstick was.

"I did meet some clients this week, but I don't remember the color of the lipstick they used" Faruq replied in a soft tone while recalling if anything he forgot.

"Ah.... Never mind..... Surely she'll buy it again if the lipstick goes away, right??" Faruq replied casually while staring at Alexa at a glance.

"Have you also met a client at the Merpati hotel this week?" Alexa asked with high intonation, he really had dampened his emotions, but the veins in his neck could not be controlled anymore.

Faruq turned his head towards Alexa who was half yelling at him. He was confused as to what to say or how he should express himself.

"Why???" Faruq asked flatly while looking back at the flat screen before him.

Alexa threw the bill paper that had been in her grasp.

"Is there a client who's meeting you in the middle of the night? in the hotel anyway" said Alexa with emotion.