It'S A Sweet Trap
chapter 06's

A handsome man was seen entering a room. Room with a distinctive masculine, black, white and gray color became the hallmark of the room. The man was looking for someone in the empty room. Until his eyes locked on Elroy. The man was seen daydreaming by standing on the edge of the balcony terrace with his hands in his pants pocket.

"Is the girl still bothering you?" The voice successfully broke the daydream of the handsome man in front of him.

"Sorry if I'm disrespectful, but I've knocked on the door repeatedly. It turns out you're here" Zayn said, feeling a little disrespectful. For him even though Elroy was his cousin. They are adults and they need their privacy.

Elroy just smiled faintly. And looked back at the scene in front of him.

"Eitherway. I feel like God is punishing me. The harder I forget. I can't blow it, Zayn" Elroy smiled.

"Then pray to Him. What will you do if you find him?" Zayn knew the problem that was stirring Elroy's mind, the handsome man himself who told him.

El is comfortable telling Zayn anything. Even though he looks closer to Kenzo. Basically, this handsome man standing next to her was much more mature than his sister. Even though they are only one year old

"Eitherway. I'm not sure of my feelings. If I meet him, I will apologize. And straighten out the situation. Help him find his love"

"You know? There virgin is a must for a girl. The country is at the high end of religious norms. Who's the guy who wanted a woman not Virgin there. If not holy again they will be stamped as wild women" explained Zayn at length.

"....." El looks silenced he was late with the thought of Zayn's words.

"If she's carrying your child?"

Zayn's question suddenly made Elroy stuck "Entailah. If that happens I'm willing to take responsibility if he wants to. But I can't hurt her anymore. If he already has love, how?" El asked back.

The silence of the two handsome men seemed to dissolve with his own thoughts. But their gaze was the same seeing the beautiful scenery of Madrid. Actually Zayn understood what Elroy was feeling right now.

Elroy was hesitating about his feelings. An Elroy is not the type of person who will care about others if nothing happens to his heart. Of love? Maybe that's the answer to all these problems. Zayn was sure time would explain that pseudo-shadow.

"It looks like I should go. I pray for your relationship. That damn company needs me" said Zayn who looked a little annoyed. Zayn orlando is a top singer. But who would have thought that handsome man was the successor of Lucero International Spain Group .

At once, Elroy disappeared because of his cousin's behavior. Elroy realized that he wasn't the only one with problems. Strange problems also knit the lives of Zayn and Kenzo. So that makes the wounds that occur in the hearts of the two brothers immortal. Hatred, resentment and tears came down to play their part in the lives of the two brothers.

El receives data every day. Photos and data of Indonesian girls are logged in every day on his email. But still he found no bright spot on the problem. Though his men have spread every corner in the city of Jakarta.

It was as if now the woman was completely lost in the swallow of the earth. Bad thoughts again haunt Elroy's mind. He called his secretary and asked for his schedule for the next three days. And thankfully nothing mattered so he told his men to prepare his private jet and request a flight schedule as soon as possible. He will fly to Indonesia tonight.

Elroy can't handle it anymore. He really had to find that woman. That longing is manipulated by guilt. Elroy still didn't realize how his heart was. You'll find it hard to understand your heart if your ego is too high. If the heart has mastered you then your common sense will succumb. Maybe that's the human life.

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Jakarta. Indoneszian.

Elroy pov's

I was almost desperate to find him. The woman I hurt. Even the name I don't know. It was like an eternity in my mind that made me so frustrated.

Desperate even that word was never in my dictionary. But, seeing God as if it did not give my way to find it. made me feel really frustrated.already almost one day I set foot in this hot city of Jakarta

I don't even have the resources to look for it. How do I explain it to the people I meet. Beauitiful? the whites? Ck! Indonesia is a beautiful woman with natural beauty. I feel like this is the saturation point of my life.

I'm really upset. My throat feels dry. I could have had my driver buy me some water. I also need some fresh air. Considering I was in the car almost all day, I asked him to stop right at a convenience store.

With formal clothes, because it was used as if this clothing became my trademark at this time. When I took my foot off the car.  Of course people's gazes are directed at me. Not because I'm handsome, but because I'm different from them. They call us bule. Ck! sounds a little confusing. As one of my feet climbed up the supermarket terrace. The door opened and a beautiful woman opened the glass door.

Our eyes meet. The eyes I have longed for. Yes, that woman is the woman I've been looking for. He wears this self-service uniform. Is it possible that he works here? But he's carrying a bag? I was quiet as well as him. Then his face turned fearful and quickly ran to the left of the supermarket to leave me. I tried to catch up with him and damn it, I lost track of him. His tiny body made him look agile. He entered every crack of the store and made me confused.

With annoyance I returned. Yeah, there's no other way I should ask the guy at the supermarket. I went back to the supermarket and went straight to the cashier, even my thirst was gone somewhere.

The cashier looks fascinated to see me. I feel like that kind of woman has a disorder. Has he never seen a human? Sometimes they piss me off. Because it made me have to wait for him to be sane and that was quite a waste of my time.

"Mr Hallo. Can ... I help you?" Said the woman. It seems he is getting sane. And he seemed to have a hard time with his language and made me feel sorry for him.

"I can speak Indonesian. I want to ask you something."

"I.iya sir"

"Who's the woman in the uniform like you who just got out of here?" I said to her, and she came back flabbergasted, Tsk can I curse now?!

"Hallo" I said trying to wake him up but he seemed to be going crazy again.

"you're so handsome, sir. Owh. forgive me sir. Who yeah? There's Rendi, Alana and Raya"

"What does Rendi include in a woman's name?"

I said

"Owh doesn't. He's a man"

"Then Raya and Alana can you explain her physique"

"Raya had her hair in a mess and was a little bit puffed up and Alana was wearing a white hat" the woman said.

"Do they work here?"

"Yes. They're sifting noon. And now they're home. Tomorrow they're a night shift, sir"

"Can you keep my question a secret?" I said with an intimidating look

"Bi.can sir"

I smiled sweetly too. And gave her hundreds of thousands of dollars to keep her mouth shut, and it made this girl happy, This is what I love about Indonesia. Her beautiful and innocent woman. May they always be precious women.

TB

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