
The bisma goes back inside
the caffee room. Looks like I'm safe. He did not see at all
my whereabouts.
I'm safe at the moment.
But, I was curious. What
are they actually talking about?
I have to again
wait around. Don't let them go without my knowledge. I don't want to
Ara was harassed by him.
My gut feeling is always ugly.
I don't know, it looks like there's going to be a bad event, one that can't be predicted
by me, but I can feel it.
“Alright, I think, I should
waiting here,” I watered down, looking around me, worried if there was one
who saw my existence.
Can be a long affair.
After waiting a few
long ago, they both finally came out with the condition of Ara that seemed
not quite. I saw him as if he were being swept away by Bhishma.
What's the matter? Is he drunk?
They left this caffee immediately. I feel like I have to follow him. I'm worried, Ara was harassed
by him. I don't want that to happen.
“Where are they going?”
shirihku.
I went in my car
then I carmage my car at high speed. I don't want to lose
his tracks. With meager eyesight, I tried to catch up to the moderate Bhishma
taking Ara with his motor. I have trouble following him, because
Ben was too fast to ride his bike.
Why did he act rashly
like those? That would make Ara uncomfortable.
If it is like this, how
can I go after him?
It crossed my mind, someone
all I can do is to ask for help. He could definitely help me.
I contacted him at
telephones.
“......”
“I'll have to trouble you
this time.”
“.....”
“Help me. Follow
someone who brought Ara.”
“So it's about the girl
the jutek?” there was a voice that was harassing Ara.
I don't have much
time to respond to that conversation.
“Don't say much. Assistive
me, quickly. They just passed through the front alley of your house,” I said giving a signal
to him.
“Okey.”
I ended my phone call
with him. Hopefully, he can help me this time.
I had to ask for help
to my friend and rival. Dicky, anyone can never
lied from. The prediction is always right, about smelling things
psychologist. Ara was caught liking it at that time, because she played the gesture
fishing body *****.
That girl is so stupid.
Unconscious, one smile
it's expanding on my cheek, when I accidentally think of Ara. I can't get off
from now. But in retrospect, what am I doing all this for,
if you don't love each other?
The mood changed instantly, though,
when I realized that I had lost track of them. I stopped
the speed of my vehicle, while looking around me.
I really can't
find their tracks.
“Drtt...”.
SMS notification went to my phone.
I hurriedly looked towards him.
“Ara and the men who
I didn't know him, headed to one of the hotels. My prediction is correct. I've been
ask the receptionist to give me the spare key to the room
they're messaging. But I failed. Maybe I am less handsome. Haha. You're the only one
request.” The text of Dicky's short message, pisses me off.
‘Sial! What the hell is that
he can't take care of it?’ My inner
who was already upset.
Without a second thought, I went straight
re-applying my vehicle, to the location Dicky gave me.
‘I anyway have to
hurry!’
in that place immediately. With a nervous feeling, I could no longer
thinking clearly that makes me drive this vehicle very quickly,
especially the streets are supporting because it is deserted.
I've reached the hotel lobby
which I'm heading. Without further ado, I immediately gave my car keys to Secure
park the hotel and give some money sheets tips to him. I ran towards the hotel lobby feeling uneasy.
Sure enough my gut feeling. Men
that bastard had indeed planned something that was not good towards Ara. In order to
did he take Ara to a hotel?
I can't let
that's happening.
I ran towards
receptionist direction. Dicky was there waiting for me.
“Well... This is my daritadi.
wait,” shriek Dicky who is still heard by me.
I stopped with
the breath is still stuck. I tried to catch my breath and catch my breath. I
already out of breath due to running so fast, regardless
my salvation.
Which is in my mind
right now, it's just Ara.
“Not need much
pleasantries.” I ran and went straight to her reception desk, “ upstairs
name Ara or Bhishma,” I said to the receptionist who was on guard.
“VIP Floor Space 30G,” reply
she was with a very professional accent.
“Please provide the key
backup, for us,” my door very hastily.
I can't let
this happen.
“Oh so sorry, sir. Our
can't give it for any reason,” refused it, making me very angry
with myself at the time. I feel like I'm being pretty useless.
If only I had been faster
a little to get there.
“This concerns the self-esteem of fiancees
me, Mbak!” I try to explain what is happening right now.
“We understand, Sir. But
sorry, this is the policy and regulations of hotel.”
I threw away my sight, though,
so upset. I saw Dicky, looking at me, as if he wanted to
asked me to give him an explanation of what he just had
hear. But I don't have time to explain.
“Except-” Say receptionist
it hangs.
Dicky and I looked at each other
heard exception.
***
I ran to the elevator I was going to take. I was in such a hurry that I forgot about my safety.
I saw Ara and Bhishma
who's entered the elevator at the end there. I was running around very
hurry, hoping to get in their way.
‘Shit! That's them!’ my mind's upset.
I'm trying to
blocking the elevator, so they can't go where they already are
messaging.
But I didn't get to
to hold. The elevator doors are locked at this time, carrying
those who are in it.
I stared at the elevator door
it's closed, very upset.
“Argh!” I yelled annoyed
by circumstance.
Dicky looks like he's
trying to push the elevator button next to it.
“Sial! It's still 15th floor!
We won't be able to!” dicky's mumbling kept ringing in my ears.
I'm glaring.
Wait, I forgot
something's.
I spontaneously looked in the direction
Dicky, who was also looking at me.
“Emergency ladder!” our word
simultaneously spontaneously.
Dicky and I went straight away
leave that elevator, to head towards the emergency stairs.
I'm trying to keep me from
so late.
‘Ra, wait for me, yes,’inku anxious.
I feel tormented. Today, something bad happened
to the people I love. I can't see his pride falling in front
the man who is not responsible for him.