
Hearing the voice of the motorcycle taxi driver in front of him Rezza felt like he was no stranger to that voice. But it was not so obvious because the man was wearing a mask and a helmet.
"Where are the mas, a beautiful place here while feeling the breeze of the afternoon wind in Jogja." Rezza needs something that can eliminate his fatigue, after working hard to keep up with the project.
'It's not clear what this guy is, it's still the same as it used to be.' Dinda shook her head, then started running her motor matic. Breaking down the streets of the city that was quite crowded in a sunny afternoon.
That afternoon they spent time together. Bonded though like a stranger but actually their hearts are so close. After being satisfied around, Rezza asked to be escorted to his place of stay. Actually, he was curious about the figure that had been carrying him around. He could not see his face at all and Rezza was a little anxious if it turned out that the person had evil intentions how. He doesn't know the face of the man.
The cit! Dinda stopped her motorbike right in front of the hotel entrance. Tell the man to come down. Don't let him get too comfortable in his arms.
"We have arrived Sir," said Dinda reminded but with a voice that he made.
"Oh, I've arrived." Rezza came down and reached into his pocket to get the money. But apparently he did not bring a wallet.
While Dinda was still there waiting for the promised payment. Which he said would be paid three times over. Not bad, Dinda can use the money for daily needs that have been exhausted.
"Mm .. here's the mas. My wallet seemed to be missing in the room. Do you want to wait here and I'll take the wallet or come inside.
'Damn it!! Apparently not carrying a wallet. Whether he pretended or not to lie. Still as sloppy as ever.'
"No, I'm going. Count alms to the rich," said Dinda, and she started her motorbike going from there.
"Hhh wait, my secretary is on her way here. I'll pay for it," Rezza said, he didn't want to be indebted let alone had been traveling to a faraway place and must have been tiring. How could he not even pay.
Dinda sighed, then waited because she needed money. The money that Rezza promised was quite a lot. He didn't want to waste the opportunity.
"That's it, hurry up where's the wallet." Rezza called Nuri to hurry up and asked for his wallet. Though Nuri had run around here and there to be fast. His breath is still boring.
Rezza is happy to have his wallet back. Then he took out some of the money he promised. "This is your pay" said Rezza, handing over five hundred thousand bills.
"It's too much sir." Dinda returned two pieces to Rezza.
"No, that's for you. You just take the change," Rezza refused.
While Nuri was still adjusting her breath, she noticed the bulge. He thought like he had met her. "Hi Mbak that was delivering food this afternoon, right?" ask Nuri.
"Ah yes mbak, then I'm sorry," said Dinda.
"Is she a girl?" ask Rezza. He pegged in place until Dinda had completely disappeared.
"Yes, sir, just ordered the food through the app and he delivered it. Why sir, is there a problem.
Rezza remembered the ojol's voice. Then he compared it to someone he hadn't seen in a long time. Deg. Maybe they are the same person.
"Nuri, please investigate the woman's identity" Rezza ordered.
"What's the matter, sir, do you know him?"
"Yes, maybe he's the guy I've been looking for all this time. I hope so, I haven't seen him in a long time. If she was that girl, I wouldn't let her go again." Tekad Rezza.
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Somewhere else.
Today Arin will return to Indonesia after completing his education. He was ready to take over his family's company. But he will not take what should belong to the person who has been very meritorious to him.
With her long hair beautifully severed, Arin dragged her suitcase out of the airport door. He deliberately did not tell anyone about his return. Especially the guy who hasn't seen her for a month. He reneged on his own promise that he said he would visit Arin often.
Arin left the airport in a taxi. She did not return to Febby's house, but she intended to go home by herself. He no longer wanted to trouble anyone. Later he will visit Febby and give them a surprise.
"We've arrived Miss" said the taxi driver.
"Thank you sir, please put my suitcase down" Arin said, handing over the money.
"Sure miss."
Arin went down and scanned the surroundings. His home is still the same as it used to be when he was a child, when his family was still around.
"Mom, dad, grandpa. I'm back."