HANDSOME RENTERNIR FOR SOYA
Chapter 60. Dilemmas

Danendra did not expect if everything went smoothly, even though from the beginning Clara's parents rejected the decision that Clara took suddenly. It was only three months that Clara and Danendra got married and soon they got divorced. "Thank you, at least in the future I can manage my life and face it with no shame" Clara said, receiving their divorce papers.

Danendra looked at Clara with a relieved smile. "Thank you, at least you've forgiven my mistakes. Accept this as your capital to live in the future," said Danendra slowly while handing over some money to Clara.

Danendra did not expect if the woman who had been hurt so roomy to accept all his depravity. "Receive Clara. Sorry for everything" Danendra said.

"Sir, I will accept this and I will not be a hypocrite, I will need this money as well" Clara said while receiving money from Danendra.

Clara and Danendra finally chose their path, but not yet Danendra steps away. "Master ...!" clara shouted as she approached. "Wait!" clara said while looking for something from inside her bag.

"Once you go to this address, in this place there is a very beautiful place to visit" said Clara while giving a piece of paper to Danendra.

Danendra caught a glimpse of the paper given by Clara. "Thank you" Danendra said, keeping the paper in his pocket.

After all his business with Clara was done Danendra chose to return to his own home. Stop the car in front of the house that still looks clean. "Thank you Bi," Danendra muttered as he closed the car door and shortly Danendra put the car in the garage.

There was a bit of a strange feeling in Danendra's heart, choosing to remain calm even though her heart was always sorely sliced whenever she remembered Soya. "Soya where have you disappeared," muttered Danendra despair until now has not found a wife who can make him change from his arrogant attitude.

Just sighing in a rough breath. Scanning one room at a time Danendra's house now towards the old room in the residence of the owner. Opening the door of the room glanced at the small table beside the bed there were still annual files stored neatly, clothes that were long untouched by the owner. "Soya, sorry," muttered Danendra.

Shedding his body in his wife's small bed, netra Danendra stared at the ceiling. "Huff .... " This is all that comes out of Danendra's lips.

Long enough Danendra lay down in Soya's room, until Danendra's gaze was fixed on Soya's favorite backpack, a bag that is always carried anywhere. Danendra curiously finally got off the bed and grabbed Soya's bag. Open the bag by slowly scanning each part of the bag as well as removing the contents of the bag. Danendra's big smile was vividly reflected when Danendra found some coins belonging to Soya and some money sheets neatly stored in the bag. However, Danendra's gaze was currently fixed on the book that looked shabby and the edges were already tangled. Slowly Danendra opened the first sheet of the book, there is only the writing of the name and the amount of money listed up to the middle of the book in the notya. "Amu ...! You, Soya," as Danendra reads Soya's handwriting and immediately takes the bag out of the room.

"Review, You!" danendra said angry indistinctly.

Danendra's passion for judging Soya suddenly flared up again. Scroll through his phone and contact Zulhan who has been trusted. "How is there progress?" danendra asked a little annoyed.

"Shiit" said Danendra loudly when he did not receive the news that pleased his heart.

Long enough Danendra sat pensively as if arranging a plan that could not possibly fail. "Dad, Mr. Muin, must have known where Soya was or maybe Bibi" Danendra said.

Without waiting for long Danendra came back out and drove fast towards the father's house. Danendra was a little confused when he found a quiet house, the car used by the father was also not seen.

"Bi ...!" danendra shouted loudly and it made the aunt surprised

"Agh, young master! What's up?" ask aunt wonder.

"Where are Father and Mr. Muin?" danendra asked impatiently.

"Bi ...!" call Danendra again.

"Sir, what's wrong? Why does the Master look confused and agitated?" ask the aunt.

"Bi, which father? Does Auntie know where Soya went Bi?" tanya Danendra was desperate.

"Tu - Young master sit down first, want Aunt to make coffee?" ask Aunt slowly.

The aunt who was nervous finally chose to invite Danendra to sit, staring for a moment at the net that looks riled up.

"Master, Master and Mister Muin are having some business and are going somewhere" replied the aunt trying to speak as calmly as possible.

Danendra who had been feeling restless had finally asked about Soya.

"Bi, Auntie knows where Soya is? All this time I was like a dead end to meet my wife," Danendra finally said.

The aunt who had been trying to avoid this conversation finally inevitably answered as well. "Master, try Master to find out for yourself and if Master relies on Master's servants, Master is still out of power with the Great Lord. You look for yourself and you also do not know where Soya is currently," replied the aunt while patting her young master's shoulder. "Master's spirit, prove if you really like Soya" the aunt muttered as she stepped up and shortly returned with a plate of wet cake.

"Eat the Master, this cake is so good" said the aunt with a smile.

Hearing the aunt's offer, Danendra finally smiled as well. "Hwuff .... "Tajar Danendra while staring at the cake in front of him.

Danendra never tasted the cake in front of him until the sound of the aunt made Danendra surprised. "Sir, just taste it and this is hot coffee as a complement," said the aunt as if forcing Danendra to taste the cake in front of her.

"Thank you Bi" Danendra replied as he picked up a cake.

Danendra did not immediately eat the cake he held but saw the label attached to the wrapper. "Koy'a cookies" said Danendra lirih.

"Bi, since when do you have a wet cake subscription with a label like this. Bi, this is ..." Danendra seemed to be aware of the name of the cake label he was holding.

"Master, there are many who sell wet cakes like that," said the aunt pretended not to know.

Danendra continued to flip through the cake he held as if looking for something that made him satisfied. "Eat the Lord!" aunt said with a smile.

"Bi, why doesn't this label have a store address or something?" ask Danendra wonder.

"Master wants to eat the cake or just wants to see, Auntie should keep it," said aunty dislikes.

Getting a nagging from the aunt, Danendra finally smiled and immediately exposed the cake he held. "Enak, the taste of this pastry cuisine is like ..., Bi. Aunty must be hiding something" Danendra said looking suspiciously.

The aunt paid no heed to Danendra's chatter and now chose to enter the room and close it. "May you realize, then wherever the young master, after all the cake every one week must be sent by Soya," muttered the amused aunt as if laughing at the folly of the young Master.