HELLO, OM ...!
CAUGHT RED-HANDED

A few knocking sounds from outside had kept Biyan awake.

A pair of eyes Biyan squealed and Biyan even still took the time to wriggle for a moment, in order to expel the achy feeling that attacked in several parts of his body at once.

"God ... What time is this ...?" lirih Biyan who rushed up from the wooden chair that had just become a place from her body was asleep in a sitting state, so that almost her entire body felt numb.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

The knocking of the door was heard again.

Biyan who thought it might be the hotel attendant finally decided to step her foot towards the door after first glancing for a moment on the bed, where Ayu's body is still lying there because it has been asleep just like him.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

Again the door of the room was knocked again, as if the one who did it could not be patient longer.

With slightly matted hair, Biyan's right hand was raised to turn the door rosette, just as Ayu's body was seen wriggling as a result of being disturbed by the sound of increasingly loud knocking.

"What's up, Om?" ayu asked with a pushy look and a hoarse voice.

Biyan shrugged both of her shoulders. "Content ... Maybe room service .." Biyan replied in passing.

The door was stretched out and a pair of Biyan eyebrows were tangled real aware of the presence of some unknown man who had been standing right framed the door.

From their appearance it is very visible that they are not hotel officers or room service as Biyan previously suspected.

"Sorry, there's something I can help you with ...?" biyan asked in the end, realizing the look on the faces of the men before her who seemed tense as a whole.

"Who, Um ...?"

Not the answer of the foreign men who first caught Biyan's ear, but again a hoarse voice containing drowsiness, along with the tail of Biyan's eyes that catch the movement of Ayu's body trying to sit his lethargic body right on the surface of the bed.

"Not wrong anymore ... It was the voice of Ayu, Om.." the cynical hiss of the young man who stood right in the middle of several middle-aged men, suddenly made Biyan flabbergasted to realize the name of Ayu who had just been called.

"Wait a minute, who are you?" biyan swiftly held the chest of the young man who was none other than Haris, when he was about to creep into his room without permission.

"Go away, or you'll regret it!" hardik Haris is undaunted.

"This is my room. You can't just walk in ..."

"Basar man ca bul! I said step aside ...!!"

Not yet Biyan fully aware of what happened, while his high body has been hit hard by Haris, making Biyan almost strayed back.

"Just ...!!"

Arif Rahman, a thick-moustached middle-aged fat man who was none other than Ayu's father, barged in without being prevented, followed by Haris and several men behind.

Biyan who was shocked by the incident that happened so suddenly in front of his eyes rushed up and intended to block the beaver-faced men but not nothing Biyan right temple already felt numb as if numb time ...

Bugh ...!

"Akhh ...!"

A raw bogem from Haris successfully lodged in the face of Biyan who was complaining.

"God ...! About Biyaaaaann ...!!" an unstoppable hysterical squeal slid off Ayu's lips, while his eyes saw firsthand how Haris hit Biyan right in the face.

"A-Ayyaaah ...?"

Ayu's steps stopped just like that, Ayu's facial expression was no less shocked to realize the presence of the Father who was now finding himself in a state of being alone with a man in a hotel room.

Really, realizing that he was being caught red-handed it felt like it could make Ayu die in that place right away.

A frightened roar was clearly emanated on his deathly pale face, which even to speak a word Ayu was unable to anymore especially when she realized the expression on her father's face that was no less stunned than her.

In an instant the man's face had turned as pale as a shroud, and his fat body was shaking violently.

"Dad ... I-this ... I-this is not what A-Dad thought ..." Ayu's voice stammered realizing that his father looked very shocked.

"Just ... How you are, son ... You ... You ..."

Float.

Arif Rahman seemed to hold his chest that felt very tight, as if hundreds of needles were stuck at once there, right in the heart.

"Mr Arif ..."

"Jeez, quickly sit him down ..."

The middle-aged man almost collapsed if only some relatives who participated did not swiftly support the fat body.

"Ayyyyaaah ...!!"

Ayu's strangulation seemed to be choked, along with the outbreak of crying that accompanied the pace of his movement who rushed down from the bed and poured towards the father who was breathing decapitatedly.

"Yeahhhh ... Maafin Ayu, Dad ... The wrong one ... Wrong Ayu Ayaaaahhh ... Pardon Ayu ... Ahhh ..."

Ayu tightly hugged the father's stiff body while crying bitterly.

Biyan who watched the entire tense scene unfolding before his eyes was unable to do anything, because every time he tried to move, he could not do anything, then check two men at once who are twisting and locking the movement of the right and left arms at the same time will be strengthened.

"Baji ngan tengik ... What are you doing Ayu ...?! Huhh ...?!" Haris was inflamed as soon as his eyes moved towards the helpless Biyan.

"I didn't do anything ..."

"Lied!!"

"I tell the truth ..."

"Shut your mouth!!"

"I must what in order to make you believe that ..."

"I said shut up!!" sergeant Haris is full of emotion, describing himself as unwilling to accept a single piece of self-defense from Biyan.

Haris stood tall with his index finger pointing right in front of Biyan's sharp nose, while his smile on his lips seemed to be grinning.

"Look good .... If anything happens to Om Arif, then you are the only one responsible ...!! You understand ...?!" kecam Haris, who no longer tried to be responded by Biyan.

This time Biyan had chosen to resign herself to all charges as well as the hateful gaze of Haris, as well as other pairs of eyes ...

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