Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Still Puzzle

After dropping off Suci and making sure she was safe with the housekeeper at her home, I asked Billy who was now sitting behind the wheel of my car to immediately drive the car to the bar and look for information about the bartender who served my drink last night. I remember very well his face.

On that trip, I focused on my phone screen, replacing my phone wallpaper with a Sacred photo. I even had a smile of my own considering her beauty when I smiled - when I put the ring on her finger, just before she got out of the car.

"I have something for you" I said. I reached into my suit pocket and took out an oval-shaped stone ring with rubies. Ornaments of dark metal weaved around it, holding the gemstone in place. Eight gemstones of matching color adorn its edges.

Again her pretty eyes sparkled in a smile as she felt the ring smoothed and skimmed her ring finger just right. I can feel his hands trembling.

"It belongs to my mother" I said gently. "And honestly, I used to put this ring on another girl's finger, but. For a minute, I haven't told you this."

Saints nodded. "I know," he said. "Aunt Merry told me everything. And I'm not at all concerned about that. The past is over. Now you're just mine."

I'm relieved. "Thank you."

"Em, I'm the one who's grateful that you've entrusted this ring to me. I feel valuable, Mom. Since I was blind, I always felt wasted, but you...."

I rubbed his face, wiping away the tears he couldn't stand. "Forget all your pain. We're not married yet, but I want you to have this ring as my promise forever."

He reached out to cupper my face with a solid ring on his finger. "I promise you forever. All my life and my loyalty."

For the last time before parting, I hugged her - as hard and tight as I could, then I whispered, "You're not going to report me to the police, are you?"

Nyesss...!

Despite not being able to see, Saints have quite good instincts, he can pinch right in my stomach. I screamed in pain. "Police won't receive reports of liver theft, you know...!"

"Sir, are you okay?"

Aw, Billy. He ruined my daydream. I nodded and realized - we have arrived.

I immediately asked one of them, and kindly, a young employee would respond to me -- or fear the bodyguards behind me? He showed me pictures of all the bartenders working there. But none of them served my drink last night.

"Or maybe this guy?" ask the young man. He showed me another photo on his phone screen: right, that guy I was looking for.

I'm nodding. "Yes," I said.

"It's a shame, sir. This Bang Niko was found dead this morning."

Dupus. And this is too coincidental.

"Died why?" ask Billy.

"Looks like the victim got hit again."

"Okay, thanks for the information."

There is no point in talking about a dead person. He had already brought that secret to the afterlife.

"It's too much of a coincidence, sir," Billy said as we got back to the car.

I know, and this is very awkward. Is it possible to remove traces? Could anyone have told him to put the ration medicine* into my drink? If it was true, that was the fool why he wanted to follow the orders of the person who told him to. Money must be earned, but lives are lost. I'm not sure he died a natural death. There must be something. My instinct says so.

But, in my opinion - it means that the real culprit is not after my life. Because, if he wants to kill me, he can put poison on me, not some medicine*.

Aye, right?