Moonlight On The Sea's
The Traitors

In a restaurant with a private room, Summer, Sara sits next to each other. Sitting across from one of Praman's followers. This time the conversation was also smooth, one by one of them began to turn their eyes to choose to follow Summer.

In the future it becomes even easier, which invites no longer Summer, but a word-of-mouth invitation that is in one group. They will race to come by themselves like sycophants.

All of this happened without Praman's knowledge. Summer wanted her haughty omnya to still feel calm and superior. Though one by one the dilapidated began to be revealed from the confessions of his followers who betrayed.

They will certainly only be accepted on condition of bringing one proof that can drop the position of Praman.

Like karma, many of them willingly pry evidence of Praman's rottenness for a secure position in the Company. The most respected and powerful man is now a material and a tool. Those who were once loyal and submissive, can now feel a superior sensation compared to Praman.

“Man can be that scary huh?” Sara said to relax on the couch.

Sunday which should have been relaxed after a flurry of several meetings with Pramanites who decided to betray. But not with Summer still grappling with the documents and plans.

The net is focused on looking at small letters in a row. One by one he read evidence documents embezzlement funds obtained easily from greedy humans.

“Iya. I'm also ashamed as a human.”

Sahut Summer hugged the pillow while struggling to read the evidence document that shows that Praman has some bodong companies for money laundering.

“I do not understand people who were loyal, submissive, can easily turn around to drop people he respects.”

Summer puts down the document she was holding, a question that pokes a mermaid against the nature of mainland man.

“They are indeed basic people who only think of themselves. Follow Praman also for their own position, to be safe. People want to feel superior. It must feel good to be above the person they always admire and respect. Ah yes and again, Praman is not a person who values his followers. It was also fortunate that he had such a nature, so it was not difficult to invite his people. Since the events of Om Harith and Jenni, it has been quite clear to make them aware that they are only used as tools.”

“Complicated once.”

“Sorry yes, the land is like this Sara. Humans and humans even who often hurt each other.”

“That's what I saw.”

“By the way, I didn't see Tapa from morning.”

“Iya, he wants to go refreshing he said.”

“Tumben really he went not the same you.”

“Iya. He definitely needs me-time.”

“Eh you already know those terms?”

“Hah! Big dong. Merepeople it fast learn tau!” Sahut Sara is proud. His attitude is exactly like Mara who was always proud when praised.

Summer refocused on reading the document again.

Ting!

Surprisingly it turns out that the evidence is still coming until now, the file this time sent via message. It feels like evidence harvesting. If stacked, the paper that says Praman's sin can be high-mounted.

Mara came out of her room with one eye. He just woke up when the clock showed at 11 am. The path was dazed while rubbing eyes.

He walks into the living room and sees Summer on the sofa, he approaches. Then sat down next to her, hugging her with her eyes closed, hugging her chin to the little shoulder of the woman who was focusing on reading it.

“Sleep soundly?” Summer asked as she stroked Mara's head.

Mara replied with a nod of tickling shoulders with her chin.

Sara immediately shuddered amusedly at the behavior of her brother. No matter how many times you watch, you will not get used to it. She was always amused to see her brother being so spoiled and soft-spoken to Summer.

It is better for Sara to enter the room so as not to watch two lovebirds making out in plain sight. He didn't intend to be a mosquito between the two of them.

“I want to go to room.” Said Sara straight away.

Mara then moved the position of her head that was on Summer's shoulder now on Summer's thigh.

“Still going to bed again?” Summer's question looked down, the pillow she had been hugging was now so that she had bolted terapit on both legs of Mara.

Mara wrapped her left hand around Summer's small waist, rolled up the shirt and put her head inside.

“Hei Mara!” Summer shouts reflexes.

“I want to focus first, Mara!” Complain Summer.

Now Mara is sitting, probably thought to stop, in fact suddenly stalling, lifting, shouldering Summer. He brought her to his room.

Summer screamed with a laugh but was ignored by the big man who put it on his shoulder, letting his feet stomp in protest.

After entering the room and closing the door, Sara came out of her room with a bag like someone was running away.

“Sialang. This is why sometimes I don't like being able to listen to human thoughts.” His gerutu hurriedly put on his sneakers in order to get out of the house immediately and leave the two lovebirds privatized.

Sara crept in annoyance while patting her ears, not wanting to hear them in the room at all.

He quickened his pace and finally arrived outside. He was not planning on going anywhere. Wherever you are not at home. But ‘where alone’ it made him speechless confused.

He searched for a moment on the phone. Maybe spend 15 minutes standing at the top of the road looking for a place that is cool.

“Beautiful day for self-care.” He makes a decision.

Take care of yourself already, shop for clothes and shoes already, eat good food already.

When I saw the watch it was 10 p.m. Full day he's outside.

According to any treatment offered by beauty clinics and salons. Buy all the clothes that are praised by the clothing store employees. Now he stood with several shopping bags hanging in his hands.

“Ah cape bang. Though this is light but cape really. Usually the papa is brought. Huft.” He said while scrolling his phone to order a taxi.

Rival riders produce extraordinary traffic jams, it's a common thing that happens in the capital. But no one will get used to wasting time on the road. Sara several times sighed and clucked. I don't know what time he'll be home.

After finally reaching home, Sara took off her shoes carelessly because she was tired. He walked around in a daze.

“Tapa!” Call her.

Throw him all the shopping bags on the sofa and walk to Tapa's room.

“Tapa!” Call him to press the doorknob.

But the room was empty.

Now Sara was upset, immediately took a cell phone call Tapa.

As Tapa raised, there was a noise like music and people shouting. Sara kept the phone away from her ear.

“Where?” Sara asked, but the phone was turned off by Tapa.

Sara is getting angry.

Ting! Voice incoming message from Tapa.

“No buzzing on the phone. I'm again at the bar.” Fill message.

“Bar where?” Sara typed with all the emotions overflowing within her. If it could be channeled to every letter he typed, Tapa would instantly burn while reading it.

“Yang near university AA.”

Without changing clothes, Sara immediately ordered a taxi and immediately skated.

I don't know why he feels angry every time he looks at his watch.

“Udah midnight like this!” His grunt.

Sara herself is still confused because she feels very upset, either because she came to pick up when not asked, or Tapa who is not home all day.

Arriving at the bar in question, Sara cengo looked around her, the kind of place she had visited for the first time. From the outside alone had made Sara's ears shudder sinisterly.

“My gear can bleed if it goes inside.” Gerrutu bermonolog.

Seriate..