IT'S NOT MY FAULT TO LOVE YOU
Fortune day

Kimy walked quickly towards the Receptionist of PT ABR.

With Hodie, glasses and a mask still covering her body. No one recognizes him now. He walked faster than he could run small.

BRAKKS

Huh. huhh...

The receptionist had a strange look at the woman who had just arrived in front of her desk. Women with sunglasses and masks. Strange, obviously the receptionist's mind, where there are hot days gini pake hodie, mask and gini sunglasses.

Kimy managed his stingy breath.

" Mom.it...Mr..Tristani.." Kimy said while stinging.

" ???????!!!! "

There was no answer from the receptionist, the woman looked at Kimy with a strange look. More of a condescending look. Feeling neglected, Kimy looked back at the receptionist with a puffy look. Kimy looked at the left right, slightly looking down to open his glasses and mask.

Kimy moeremans

Inner receptionist it.

The artist who was rumored to be the same pak Tristan.

Inner again.

" Sir!!.." Bent Kimy.

" Oh yeah..." His response was shocked from his daydream.

" Prister Tristan, a minute.." He said again while connecting the phone to Angel secretary Tristan.

While the receptionist was talking on the phone with angel, Kimy only heard him wearing his glasses and mask again so that no one would recognize him.

" Good Miss Angel.." The receptionist said, hanging up the phone.

" I'm sorry, Mr. Tristan is busy he's not used to being bullied.."

" What?.." Kimy said annoyed.

Damn, he's avoiding me.. You just dare behind me turns out, bastrad..

Kimy thought for a moment "What time does he come home?.."

" Who?.." Answer the receptionist.

" Your boss, what time does he come home?.." Ask Kimy again.

" It is not certain that if there is no meeting or meeting outside, at 5 o'clock you go home. But sometimes it's night.."

It was 5 o'clock, now it's 2 o'clock. Should I wait that long?

Kimy walked weakly out of that skyscraper. His hope today to meet that bastard man he thinks it is, ran aground already. He continued walking to the highway in search of a taxi, his eyes still blankly staring at the asphalt in front of him.

Now what should I do?

Along with his mind still focused on finding a way to meet the bastard man, there was a minibus car stopped in front of him. Blocking his eyes, he just stared at the glass of the minibus car which was certainly not translucent.

" Sir.."

Kimy turned his head, hearing the voice of the person beside him. And an unexpected thing happened, from the back of his mouth in a broomstick by someone. Kimy felt a pungent smell of alcohol on his nose and a few seconds later he felt limp, he felt his body being pushed to get into the car. His eyes were still slightly able to see even though it was blurry and unclear, but his body and mouth were completely helpless, even just to say PLEASE he was unable to speak.

**

DARKENED

DARKENED

DARKENED

That's all Kimy saw, when he woke up. I don't know how long he fainted, all he remembers is someone smothering his mouth and carrying it, besides he doesn't remember anything.

Hhmmm..

Hhmmm..

Kimy tried to scream because he felt in his mouth that something was pressing. It turned out to be true, he could not scream at all. In addition to his head covered with a black cloth, it turns out his mouth is also in duct tape. He shook his body right and left. It was also true that he could not move at all, because his hands and feet were tied.

Hhmmmm.

Kimy kept trying to scream as he could, even though he was sure no one heard him.

Whose bastard did this to me?

Shiit....

Damnit....

His heart continued to curse annoyed with everything that had been in his nature.

**

Tristan was seen driving his own luxury car. The man was quite focused on the road, as he was driving at high speed. Seen a devil glint in his sharp eyes.

Today might be one of the lucky days for him. How not, after a week his men reported that Kimy did not appear out of the house at all, since the news came out. It was quite troublesome for him, even though all the plans he had neatly arranged. Will fail according to him, if the girl is constantly locked away.

He was quite laughing when an hour ago, his men reported that they were following the girl. It was unexpected that the girl had come to his office. In his study he monitored the girl through a cctv. What a funny sight for him, seeing the girl dressed as a ninja and walking like a burglar. He waited casually for the girl in his room. Until when he realized that Kimy did not ride the kelift instead out of his office.

As soon as lightning Tristan called Dony and told him to clear things up. He also wants to know what happened, why Kimy didn't come to see him. Two minutes later Dony walked quickly to the elevator while attaching earphones to his audience.

" I'll take care of the boss, Angel, who refused Miss Kimy's arrival. Fine.." He said later, he continued to walk quickly out of the building, until he found the figure of Kimy standing on the side of the highway in front of the skyscraper.

Tristan smiled when 15 minutes ago Dony called him when the problem was sorted out, he immediately went out of the office to where Kimy was now.

BRACKET

Kimy heard the door open violently, he who had been shouting, silent listening to heavy footsteps approaching him.

Hmmmm...

He shouted again because he felt no movement from someone.

Hhmmmm...

" How's baby?.." DEG, that voice.

Bastrad, it turns out he's, damn it, look I'll get you in jail if I'm free.

" Why silence?.. Scared?.." Said again.

Bastard, damned.It turns out I was wrong all this time. I should have reported you to the police for abusing me.

" Where was your old courage?.."

Papiii, Crazy help me..

The cross?

At first glance Kimy remembered the man he loved.

How's Gilang doing?

How did he hear all the fake news?

I'm sorry Crazy, I have to explain everything.

Tears that were spilled on her stomach as well, her body trembled in memory of her lover.

" Open.." Tristan's orders.

Someone opened Kimy's head covering. Kimy still adjusted his eyes from dark to light, several times he blinked his eyes.

Slowly he caught the figure of Tristan standing right in front of him about 4 meters away. The man is accompanied by Dony and another big man, whom Kimy believes to be a bodyguard.

Kimy threw his face away, rejecting Tristan's sharp gaze. He saw himself in a large room with a king-size bed that he was sitting on now. Kimy quietly watched all the corners of the room that looked luxurious, he tried to find an exit that he might be able to use to escape if there was a right time.

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