
I just shook my head, then pressed the number 1 towards the ground floor. My emotions were overflowing, with my eyes twitching furiously and my jaw automatically hardening. "Gue has to go" I said.
"Yes, I know. Try to calm down first. What's the story first?"
Ting!
The elevator door opened again, and just then I told Roby, "Gue loves Saints."
Goggled. Roby said nothing for a moment. I know he was surprised to learn of the love triangle between his two best friends.
"OKAY. Now I understand," he said, after he was able to digest the reality of my love affair and he found his voice again.
I just nodded and was just about to step my foot out of the elevator when Roby threw information that made me a little relieved, "Raymond did not marry Saints," he said.
Just then my steps stopped, I turned around. "Lu know something?"
Roby nodded. "They're not married. You see, I don't know the truth. But Raymond said that Saints, I mean, said Raymond... Suci confessed that she was. emm."
"What?" I'm just impatient.
"Sacred confesses she's no longer a virgin."
"Damn it! Goddamn it!" roangku.
Roby immediately raised a suspicious look at me. "Ngga, what are you...? Gosh...."
Again, Roby nodded in understanding. "Okay," said.
"What's the information, Rob? Do you know where the Holy existences are now?"
Damn it he nodded. "Gue doesn't know much. But I'll help you, just so you tell me everything from the beginning."
From scratch. Well, that day I told Roby everything....
》Raymond is still in Singapore. He stayed at the hotel *******. I've been wondering how the Saints are, but Ray said he didn't know. I think he's honest, anyway. Or you can get people to keep an eye on him in Singapore. But please, ngga, we're all friends. There is no violence between you. Finish this well. Maybe one day when Raymond finds out, he can accept your relationship with the Saints. I don't want our friendship to be ruined because of women's affairs. Greetings always.
Roby sent us the whatsapp the other night, after we passed that afternoon with stories about my relationship with Saints, how our first meeting was, how we got close and even up to our story on the plane, and what we did, how do I know about Holy Matrimony with Raymond. And lastly, about me losing track of the Saints.
"Ribet, yes," Roby commented that afternoon. "Drama, like soap operas."
Hearing her comments made me careless. "Gue needs your help, not a comment," I said shortly after rubbing my face with my palm.
And according to Roby's advice, I told my men who were still in Singapore to keep an eye on Raymond, even they stayed at the same hotel and the same floor. The outcome? As Roby had said, his judgment had not missed at all, there was nothing suspicious of Raymond. He simply enjoys his time and has fun in Singapore. Every night he gets drunk and brings young women to his hotel room - women who are never the same every night.
Just like Raymond, based on the information I got, Roy and Stella were just spending time on vacation. Said Roby who had asked Roy, he only accompanied Stella, because Stella had a mental setback. Her depression grew after she miscarried, only that it made her more sad and moody. The recovery process he experienced post curettage, making him able to escape (maybe temporarily) from his madness about *ex. But bad, he continues to mourn the fetus that has been taken from him.
And it happened because of me! And now the mental burden I felt was getting heavier. I deserve to be punished!