Illusion of Destiny
139

...ILLUSION OF DESTINY 139...

Bruck..

Maura's body collapsed along with her loss of consciousness.

"Mom!!!!"

"Maura...!!!"

Shouted Rojer and Charlote together. While things get more chaotic and chaotic.

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Rojer stared at Maura's lying body with his eyes asleep, like a beautiful porcelain doll.

They are now in the Wang family home. Rojer called Edent and ordered a helicopter to take them back to the capital.

The same worry back Rojer felt. The worry was so suffocating his neck, that his chest was so tight.

Maura who suddenly fainted due to the explosion suddenly made her life as if lifted into the sky just like that.

"What really happened to you Mau... ??? I really don't want anything to happen to you... Come on get up... And tell me what really happened.. I don't want to lose anymore..." Inner Rojer with a silent stand, in the corner of the bed. Without distracting her from Maura.

Dring...

Dring...

Dring...

Draining the phone from the pocket of Rojer's pants rang. Making Rojer aware of his silence.

Rojer reached into his cell phone and brought it closer to his ear.

"Hallo..,,"

"Well doin... I'll be there soon..."

Rojer muttered, chimed in the call from the end of the phone, and immediately passed out of the room. Leaving Maura who was still sleeping so soundly.

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Mrs. Anindita was sitting with Charlote's head on her lap.

Her fingers were plump and still smooth, stroking Charlote's thick hair.

His gaze was straight ahead, at the window curtain waving in the wind.

His face showed a fearful and anxious expression, as he watched his son and grandson come home with a sudden arrival from his vacation. With her son-in-law's condition fainted.

His self recalled clearly, how Rojer had come with his wife's body, with such a feeling of anxiety and worry. It was as if the entire life of his only puppet son was united with the life of Maura.

And his dear granddaughter, crying hysterically. Looking at her unconscious mother.

That, makes the feeling of the lady. Anindita is mixed. Antony said Maura was okay. But it felt, in his chest something stuck up. Like a hunch, before the storm comes.

Make Ny. Anindita dissolved in anxiety, for whatever reason. His self also does not know.

"Grand....!!" Call Charlote soft, with eyes so swollen, because she was crying. Right now the same fear enveloped him. The fear of loss, and the fear of being forgotten. He didn't want to face the same thing a few months ago. Her life was perfect, gathering with her family. He didn't want this to end. He still wants to enjoy all this.

"Hmmm..." Dehem Ny's. Anindita, chimed in on the call of her granddaughter who slept on her lap.

"Mama's gonna be okay, isn't grand ma...?" Charlote asked in an anxious tone of voice.

Mrs. Anindita looked at her beloved granddaughter intently. She hoped her daughter-in-law would be okay.

"Of course baby... Everything will improve... Uncle Antony didn't say that... So go to sleep now.." Timpal. Anindita convinced, even though she felt different things.

"Then, why is Grand ma's voice any different?"

"Yes.. Grand ma's voice sounded worried... Tell me the truth about Grand ma...!!"

"Listen Charlote... If you think of anything good... Then good things will happen, but if you think back. What will happen behind it... So trust me everything will be fine..." Clearly Mrs. Anindita with a thin smile.

"Now sleep.. Grand ma's favorite grandson..." Continue again, by pinching the tip of the nose pointed at his grandson.

"Well Grand ma..." Charlote.

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Rojer entered a room with dim lighting, but he could still see clearly, the shape and appearance of the face of a man with a half-bald head. The one in the chain in front of her.

Edent was already standing on the right side of the man who was kneeling down with two hands in a hanging chain.

While on the other side, stood two men dressed all in black with long-barreled pistols.

"Sincerely Young Master..." Said Edent with a bow salute to Rojer who had just come, followed by his two men.

The man who was now his prisoner, raised his face. When I heard the honor of Edent.

The already gripping aura, became much more gripping and terrifying. Wrapped in darkness and silence.

Highlight Rojer's eyes caught a man's bead that had caused his heart to almost die.

Hate and resentment seemed to have reached its peak. With a flash of anger that was plastered real on his face.

"He is Dax... Mafia chairman who caused the explosion at the Aston Tuan hotel..." Report Edent briefly. Although without saying, the young master must have guessed who this man named Dax is.

Dax stared fixedly at the man standing in front of him. Such a terrifying aura pierced through to his bones. A flash of anger was emanated from his gaze, with jaws that wrung out perfectly.

Now no pliers can save it from the people called young master by the people around him.

The dim atmosphere in the room, making Dax could not see clearly Rojer's face.

"You know why you were hunted and brought here??... I never dealt with you... But with so much courage you have dared to hurt my people... " Rojer said with emphasis on every word. Which made Dax even more horrified.

"Who are you?? " Task Dax with the netra who keeps trying to clearly capture Rojer's facial lines.

"I am the one who will take your life..."

"Listen if you let go of me... I'll assume it's all over... My men won't make calculations with you..."

"Ha... Uh. ha...." Rojer's laughter boomed.

"Your men... Have you forgotten now you just live alone... Hmmmm... I won't give you to the government... Because I will give you a terrible punishment before death... Where at that time you will choose to die..."

"Who are you...??!!!" Shouted Dax who had started to get scared.

"I am the poet of love... Which could be a witherer, when a loved one is hurt by someone like you... Your life is not important in this world... Your life is worthless... You're just being the scum of society... And an undignified man... If you disappear from this world... The government will no longer be hard-earned to hunt you down... And I can avenge me...." Cecar Rojer with dusty - dusty. With increasingly terrifying eye flashes.

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