Mirages
A reply message

[Good day, Mr. Moris. It's me, Mira,] a message Mira sent to Thomas' late lawyer.

The woman accidentally keeps the number on the business card, which Moris left behind when delivering Thomas' will, before the kidnapping by Soraya and Erik.

Mira seems to put her phone back. In his heart, he doubted what he had done.

Why am I calling a lawyer? What do I want to ask her for help? Inner Mira.

The woman took a quick glance at her phone, and there was no reply from there. Until finally, Mira flips her phone and leaves the object next to Tania.

Meanwhile, he went to his room to clean up the items he had brought home from the hospital.

In the afternoon, Tania, who had to return to Paradise Fall, asked Nicholas for permission to leave Mira alone.

“Can you, Nick? I have to go back there now. Otherwise, my debt to Mom Winda will increase,” Tania said on the phone.

“Indeed, how much do you owe? Can't you just go from there and find a better job?” Nicholas Gumam.

“Ya?” asked Tania who heard the man's muttering.

“Nothing. Go awayl. Let my men take care of him,” said Nicholas ketus.

“Reverend ... sih ..” connection closed just like that by Nicholas, before the woman finished speaking.

“At close? Si*lan! The wood man. Why are there rich gini. Bummer. Oath,” grumbled Tania.

Mira who had just finished taking a bath, and went downstairs, heard the grunts from her friend.

“It looks like it is still running in place yes,” Mira said.

The woman is seen walking into the kitchen, and fetching drinking water for herself.

“Hah... I told you, he's a wooden man. It's so stiff. Wonder me, how there are people like that,” complained Tania.

Mira drank water, and emptied her glass at once. Then then, walk towards the middle room where his friend was.

“Indeed, pe de ka te you're already like what the hell? Curious I,” search Mira.

Tania rested her back on the sofa that had already returned to its original shape. He snorted in annoyance first before starting his story.

“Lu inget time Mr. Lingga told Nick to pick me up at the rented, which time you just realized fitting out the operation yesterday you know,” said Tania began the story.

Mira only mangosteen responded to the questions and statements of his friend, and continued to listen to every word.

“Pas it, as usual I always use a super short and tangkop kolor if rented, because it's the most comfortable clothes for me. Lah, I don't know if Nick wants to come so I'm not perfect to change clothes.”

“Pas someone knocked on the door, yes I just opened it right away. Uh, don't know Nick came. You know what his reaction was see I use that?” ask Tania

“Where?” ask Mira back.

“B aja. Flat, kayak plywood board. Swear!” Tania.

“Masa anyway? Nothing like gawking first see bohai girl using that mini dress? Smooth thighs everywhere the same tempting cleavage. I don't believe ah. Lying your time,” elak Mira while wagging her hands in front of her face.

“I really don't lie, Mok. Not until there. I told him to come in. Guest time is allowed to stand outside. Yes times,” continued Tania.

“Continuously,” exciting Mira.

“Gue makes you drink. And my hair that had been dyed, I took a dip to the top. It looks like my neck is smooth. My legs were deliberately crossed to the top so that my plump thigh exposed. Again, there was no reaction. I suspect, I don't think he's not normal anymore. Ati-ati lu, Mok. Ntar babang Lingga lu diembat ama he you know,” said Tania.

Instantly, a pillow landed on the lady's head, which came from Mira.

“Sialan lu ngatain babang tamvan I follow hombreng. My cowo is pure, patent, the proof can buntingin I tuh,” refuted Mira.

“Yes, time. Everywhere is always the same. I just gave you a prediction, Mok,” to Tania.

“Ampun DJ's. I have GB. Wholesale work is not good to know. Mending one-one only. Semalem has five men, two and a half million in the bag. Than GB, want five to ten, just keep it that way. Tired again. Ogah,” replied Tania while wearing her bag.

“But good to know. Hahahaha..,” kelakar Mira.

“Kalo who says good is you, I won't believe it. Ndes*h aja no, where good. Strange lu,” sahut Tania.

“Si*lan. It's back there. Shayakmat I mulu from earlier,” complained Mira.

“Hahaha... Tania wants to be fought. Yes, I went back first. Baek-baek you're home. Nick's men who will take care of you outside,” exclaimed Tania.

“Lu also be careful, Puk!” mira Sahut.

Tania leaves Lingga's apartment, leaving Mira alone.

The sun looks rolling getting down on the horizon there. Inviting the moon to take its place rules the night sky.

Mira sat pensively on the upper balcony, waiting for Lingga to come home. Shortly after, a pean entered his phone.

Mira immediately went into her room and grabbed the flat object she had placed on the nightstand.

He was very happy, thinking it was a message from Linga. However, the twinkle in his eyes disappeared upon seeing who was sending the message.

“I guess from him,” murmured.

Mira also opened a message from Lingga's assistant, Nicholas, which contained a message that dinner will soon arrive in a few minutes via inter-message.

The woman then typed in a reply to Nicholas, and cried about the Linga.

[Has he been home for a long time?] Miras.

[Mr Lingga can't go home yet. There is business that he still has to finish. Please do not wait, because tomorrow he will return,] reply Nicholas.

Pain surged in Mira's chest as she read the message. Not noticeably, his gaze was blurry and melts dripped down his cheeks.

“You didn't even go home. What the hell is wrong with you? Does this have anything to do with your mother's arrival? Does he not approve of our relationship? What because of that?” mira muttered to herself.

Not long after, the phone was back on, and it appeared a message entered from a foreign number.

Mira opened it, and how surprised she was with the message.

[Hi, Miss Mira. This is Moris. Do you have an answer to Mr Thomas' will?] Morris.

“Di... He replied,” muttered.

Mira then typed in a reply message for the lawyer.

[Mr Moris. Sorry, I haven't decided that yet. But, I have a request,] Mira's message.

[Please, Miss. Just tell me, what is it?] Reply Moris.

It seems, I have to help you make a decision, Brother, Inner Mira.

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