Melancholic CEO
Chapter 47: Softlens Psywar!

" Have people check on Nino's house" CEO Rakhan turned to Taksa. " Check fingerprints all over that house," her orders .

"Well, CEO," nodded. He walked away. Find a place to call.

Rhea scrunched her face. What's the matter? CEO Rakhan sent people to deliver Chayra food. Forced to go to the apartment to see Chayra. And now the CEO is worried about Chayra. Although the CEO did not say anything, but it was clear from his attitude and face. Does the CEO know something I don't? his inner.

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Chayra squirming. He rubs his eyes. I don't know why his body feels tired.His head hurts. Dizziness. Is this the effect of coming on the moon? But he hasn't come by the moon.

Chayra grabbed the edge of the bed, to help her get up. The sunlight immediately grabbed his eyes. He immediately squinted his eyes. Why does sunlight enter the room? Isn't there a window in the room? Why is there a window now? He looked around .

Haaa... Chayra screaming. Where is this?

The sound of Chayra's scream was heard throughout the room in the house. Fendy Chow, the butler who was in the middle room rushed towards the main room which was not far from the Chayra room .

(All conversations are conducted in English, the official language in the State of S, yes readers)

"Miss is awake, Mr. Eouin," said Fendy Chow as soon as she opened the door of her master's room.

"Have him take a shower, then meet me in the back garden" Eouin ordered, taking off the suit he had worn. He canceled his intention to go to the office. "Have Nisa serve him, "his command again.

"Okay, sir," Fendy Chow closed the door. Then go to the kitchen to find Nisa, the only female waitress who can speak Indonesian.

Chayra was hysterical in the room. He's raving it's unclear. I tried to run through the window and open the door. But everything is locked.

Yeah, God! Oh, My God! Where am I at this? Why am I here? Last night I was still sleeping in my room in the apartment. Is this the witch? Definitely her! He must be the culprit! She must have wanted to forcibly marry me to that old man! racau Chayra's.

He walked towards the door. Hit the door hard. "Open door! Otherwise I'll kick this door!" screaming emotions.

"Don't kick the door, Miss," greeted a subtle voice from outside. " It's me coming to help you," the door opened from the outside.

Huhhh? Chayra gawking. He saw a woman of his own age, standing at the door. Wearing a waiter's outfit. This can't possibly be a witch's errand, her inner voice said. Maid in her house, no one wears a uniform. After all, this room was also not similar to his room at home. Or is this in the old man's house? thought.

" Miss take a shower first, after that I will take the lady to the back garden, Sir is waiting there," Nisa said.

Mister? What does this girl mean, the old man? chayra was was. "Sir who? Where am I? Why am I here?" he's asking questions.

"Later you can ask the Master, Miss," replied Nisa. "I don't know what," he continued. As a servant, he was obliged not to know what. "Here's your clothes, miss," she opened the closet next to the bathroom, then picked up a set of clothes and put them on the bed.

"Alright," Chayra replied. He picked up the clothes on the bed and took them to the bathroom. A second later, he opened the bathroom door, "are there any pads?" tanyakanya.

"Here there is ,Miss," Nisa re-opened the closet and took out a pack of pads that had not been opened. " In this cupboard is available all your needs, Miss," he told me.

All of? Does the old man intend to keep him here for as long as he does? Chayra shudders. "Thank you," he took Nisa's bandage.

"No need to thank you, my duty is to serve you" replied Nisa solemnly.

Even the old man gave me a servant? Does he mean to take my heart? whispered Chayra's heart was troubled.

Half an hour later, Chayra had already walked towards the back garden with Nisa. The park is so pampering the eyes, does not make Chayra interested to stare. He wants to see you soon. Who is this master the servant is referring to?

"Master there, Miss," Nisa pointed to a gazebo in the middle of the park.

The gazebo is an industrial-style rectangle. Made of steel iron frame. Inside is a sofa and barbeque utensils.

"Come," Chayra pulled Nisa's hand.

"Sorry, Miss, I'm just waiting here" Nisa let go of her hand. " If you need me, just wave my hand, I'll come" he said.

Wha what?? Chayra. He will meet the Lord himself. Although this servant girl was the servant of the Master, Chayra still felt that someone was accompanying her. " Why don't you come?" tanyakanya.

"I can't, Miss," replied Nisa. " Mister wants to meet with you alone" he continued.

"This man how is he? Is he an old man? Mixed Java and Bali?" chayra asked for a description.

"You can see for yourself, Miss," said Nisa.

Huh! Chayra pursed her lips. He deliberately asked to prepare himself. If this Master was that old man, on the way to the gazebo he already had a plan to escape .

"Come on, Miss, Master doesn't like to wait," Nisa pushed Chayra's body slowly.

"Yes, yes" joked Chayra. He walked with lazy steps. This master must be a rude man. The servant just got so scared, her inner.

"Chayra Minara?" greet Eouin as soon as he sees Chayra coming. He stood up from the sofa.

Chayra's footsteps stopped in front of the gazebo. Oh, My God! Her eyes widened. A very handsome man. Boule-faced, with shaving marks around the chin. But the rainbow's membranes are black. It raises a few questions in Chayra's mind. Supposedly with blonde hair, she has blue eyeballs.

The rainbow membrane is another name for the iris, the colored part of the eye.

"Have you been satisfied to see it?" sergeant Eouin doesn't like it. Iris hazel this girl really unsettled her heart.

Can speak Indonesian as it turns out, hiss Chayra. "Here," she replied in shame. He had never been fascinated with such a handsome face. CEO Rakhan is also handsome, he was also briefly fascinated. However this Master had a terrifying mysterious aura. The type of mafia guy he likes to read in romantic novels.

" Why do you know my name? Did you bring me here? What is this place?" Chayra spewed out all the question marks in her brain.

" You have no right to ask," replied Eouin coldly. He sat back on the couch. "Sit down," he pointed to the sofa in front of him. " Feed ," he pointed to the rice porridge that was sitting on the table.

Chayra wanted to refuse. But the black iris of Master is so intimidating. Forcing him to obey completely. Without rejection.

Chayra sat on the sofa in front of Eouin. He started eating rice porridge on the table. Spent it without rest. Then drink out the full cream milk located next to the bowl of porridge.

"What is your relationship with Nino" said Eouin as soon as Chayra finished drinking milk. "Nino Embaras."

"Nino Embara?" ask Chayra confused. He has no acquaintance named Nino. " Who is he?"

Eouin. Not answering. He looked into Chayra's eyes. Trying to find lies. But he didn't find it. Soflens Psywar who wrapped her iris gave up looking for answers. The hazel eyes were too stunning to be stared at with ferocity.

Psywar's Softlens are the latest findings from the company's Eouin lab.

As the name implies Softlens Psywar or psychological warfare, he uses the lens to provide threats through intimidating eyes so that it can affect the enemy's thinking or behavior.

"Follow me," Eouin got up from the sofa.

"Where?" ask Chayra beware. Does this Master want to take me to bed? "I remind you, don't be like that, I'm also on the moon..."

"When is the moon?" Eouin brought his body closer. A hot aura enveloped Chayra's body. " If I wanted to, I wouldn't care even if you were coming by the moon" he said.

Chayra shivered in fear. This master is terrible.