GIRL IN RED
CHAPTER 399. WHERE IS HE
After the party is over, Grace and Joana decide to stay at the hotel. Arimbi forces the two of them to stay temporarily at the hotel until they devise their next plan. The Emir who was astonished by the three women could only shake his head.
“You better know what you are doing!” emir.
“Honey, let them think about it. We go to the room, I'm tired!” arimbi hugged her husband's arm. Then she glanced at Joana and Grace. “You rest. We'll talk again tomorrow. Joana, whatever your decision I will support you.”
“Thank you my dear! You are my best friend.” said Joana.
“Then I what?” said Grace putting on a pouting face.
“You are also my best friend! I'm sorry Grace involved you. Let's go, don't bother our newlyweds.” said Joana waving at Arimbi.
The Emir took Arimbi to their room. After both of them finished cleaning their bodies and changed clothes, the exhausted Arimbi immediately lay down.
The Emir, who knows his wife is tired, sits at the end of the bed and massages Arimbi's legs.
“Honey, you're so sweet.” Arimbi waved his lips and looked at the Emir wistfully.
“Don't tease me! You must be so tired, let me massage your legs. Rest!”
“Ehm....you also break!” arimbi said with a smile. “Emir, I never regret choosing you.”
“If you are sorry then I will break your legs!” The Emir is trying to scare Arimbi.
“Emir! Do you want to have a dead-footed wife?” Arimbi opened his eyes.
“Ssttt...means if you talk not strange. Remember you are pregnant, carefully talk later our child can hear.”
“Surely he can hear? Is he in bed?”
“Ck! Don't argue! Close your eyes and rest.”
“I can't sleep if you don't hug me. Come here, hug me!”
“What are your feet doing? Let me massage in a minute.”
“No need! We can go to the spa tomorrow. Now accompany me to sleep.”
The Emir then went up to the bed and lay down beside Arimbi, he put his arm as a wedge head Arimbi.
“Do you ask me to read fairy tales too so I can sleep?”
“Darling, don't mock me! Yesterday I asked because of our son's request.”
“Where does he know fairy tales! You like making up.” Emir protests pinch Arimbi's nose with anxiety.
He knows that sometimes Arimbi likes to prank on him for cravings. But the Emir was never angry and always obeyed his wife's desire to please him. He didn't want Arimbi sulking for days.
“My mirror dear, but I now want to hear fairy tales! Come on, let me quickly sleep.” said Arimbi in a spoiled voice while pursing his lips.
“Alright.... Just take it tonight I'm kind! What fairy tale do you want to hear? Don't be so hard because I don't know children's fairy tales.”
“You must learn! If our child is born, then you should read them a story every night.”
Meanwhile, at the residence of Harimurti, there was a gripping atmosphere. Everyone lowered their heads not daring to look at Dion whose face darkened. Since losing Joana her mood has deteriorated! He even scolded everyone at the meeting this afternoon. No one can escape the anger of Dion Harimurti.
Likewise at home, everyone becomes an outlet of anger. “How was the result of the forensic team? Is Joana safe?”
“Inspect us Sir! Forensics found that in the burned clothes there was Miss Joana's DNA! So, there was a possibility----” the butler did not dare to continue his sentence for fear that Dion would go berserk.
He glanced slightly at Dion to notice the man's expression. Just as he expected, Dion's face stiffened and red! Then he's in a rage! This is not good, everyone will be venting his anger again.
“Tuan----”
“Shut! I didn't tell you to talk! Have them all search for Joana until we meet.”
Dion still could not believe the statements of his butler and bodyguard. Joana is still alive! This made him really angry and there was a hint of sadness that he was trying to hide behind his dark face.
Both his hands clenched tightly, “Search to the ends of the world though! The house of his parents! Never stop looking for her whereabouts!”
All the servants and guards in the room threw eyes at each other, confused about where to look for Joana. Forensics found Joana's DNA in the burning room. But it seems like Dion doesn't trust anyone!
He follows his instincts to say that Joana is still alive. “He's not dead! He was too smart to just end his life! I don't want to know, you guys start the search right now!”
Dion got up from his seat and ordered his guards to follow him.
“You go find Joana now! Send more people to look for it! No one to report to the authorities, lest there be news spread about the disappearance of Joana.”
“How about both parents Miss Joana, Mister?” ask the butler again.
“If they come here, just say that Joana is going on holiday abroad. The rest let me set.” Dion immediately walked out of the room after finishing giving orders to all his guards. The head of the bodyguard immediately divided the task on his men to start the search.
The car that took Dion drove into one of the luxury clubs. The man was dizzy and wanted to calm himself down. As she entered the luxurious nightclub, the beautiful girls immediately tried to approach her but they were immediately pushed away by Dion's bodyguards.
Dion's cold and cruel attitude made many women curious about him.
Dion and his bodyguards entered one of the VIP rooms. Soon four beautiful women entered the room carrying trolleys containing expensive drinks. One of the women poured a drink into a glass and thrust it at Dion. When Dion took the glass out of the waiter's hand, they accidentally touched each other.
Dion's body reacted and he felt a warmth. A warm feeling that felt familiar and reminded him of Joana. ‘Why do I feel warm when I touch this woman's hand?’ he thought as he looked at the face of the woman in front of him. His height and body shape are the same as Joana's but the face is different. But that familiar warm feeling made Dion look more and more at the woman seriously.
Feeling that she was being noticed, the woman lowered her face not daring to look at Dion. He knew Dion who was cold and cruel. Not a single woman could touch him carelessly. This man is really haughty and picky in terms of women! The taste is quite unique that makes many women curious.
“What's your name?” dion suddenly asked the woman.
“A---Angel, Mr.” the answer is still face down.
Dion squinted his eyes observing the woman. “Why do you keep putting your face down, huh? Is this how you serve guests here?”
The woman seemed to be getting more nervous as she clasped her hands together which felt cold and trembling in fear.
“I'm sorry for this colleague of mine, Mr. Harimurti. He just worked here. Still training.” said one of the more professional-looking women trying to protect her friend.
“I don't care if he's new or not! If it can't work well and doesn't please the guest, it's better he's fired!”