
Khansa's screeches led Hendra to keep his phone away immediately. His shrill voice pierced Hendra's hearing.
“Hey, you almost broke my eardrum, Sa,”, Hendra said casually.
Khansa is not the type to make small talk. “What do you want?” khansa asked ketus.
“Of course you know what I mean. We can play games, after a long time no see. Well, let's just say it's kangen meeting,” continued Hendra again.
“Ck! Goddamn bum! I will never meet you!” khansa is full of emphasis.
“Not to be your holy-ass, Sa! Others can enjoy your body and play with you. Of course I can too! Take it easy, I will pay you a very high price!” satir Hendra with sarcasm.
Khansa growled furiously behind the phone. “Take your rotten mouth! If you just want to talk about this I hang up and will blacklist your number!” threatening Khansa doesn't play around almost keeping her phone away.
Hurry Hendra immediately said, “Eits, wait! Didn't you continue to investigate the cause of your mother's death?”
Khansa was silent, she thought for a while, her return this time with 2 reasons, healing her grandfather and looking for the cause of her death.
At that time Khansa was told that her mother died of illness, but her mother was in good health and why did she suddenly get sick and die? Khansa suspects someone may have harmed her mother.
But, Khansa's investigation was fruitless, all the data about her mother during her life there was no trace at all. Everything was clean without any irregularities justifying his conjecture.
Khansa always felt there was a big conspiracy behind all this, 10 years ago her mother died, her grandfather was in a coma. All the people that Khansa loved overnight, like they wanted to hurt her, they've all changed.
Khansa was still silent given her dark time. His phone is still stuck in his ear. The two did not speak for a moment. Then Hendra's heavy voice broke his reverie.
“Are you looking for Aunt Fida?” asked Hendra who he believed could provoke the arrival of Khansa.
“Where is Aunt Fida?” ask Khansa immediately.
Aunt Fida was her mother's servant since Khansa was a child, Aunt Fida was not a member of Isvara's family, but a maid who went with her mother long ago.
Aunt Fida's been missing since the death of Khansa's mother and Khansa couldn't find her. It seems to be lost in the earth. This made Khansa curious. Khansa was eager to hear an explanation from her maid.
“Hahaha! You're still interested apparently. He's in my hands, Khansa. Come to hotel room number 8206 tomorrow night, I wait.” Hendra hung up the phone after saying so.
Hendra's laughter boomed, waking Jihan from her deep sleep. The woman was still not wearing her clothes. His body was covered in a thick blanket.
He sat down without fixing his blanket, exposing the two twin hills that were sticking out without protection.
“Kak, who did you talk to? How does it sound so happy,” asked Jihan to stretch both hands up while yawning.
Hendra turned his head, his eyes catching a beautiful sight. Instantly his little sister stiffened again after seeing Jihan's precious assets also tensed up.
“Hmm! It's none of your business!” answer Hendra cold and sniffy.
But he immediately turned off the cigarette that was still burning. Damage it to the ashtray until it is completely dead. Then I went back to Jihan.
Although Hendra was not being nice to him, Jihan never gave up, continuing to get closer to Hendra. No matter how Hendra treated him.
“Serve me again,” whispered Hendra who was already kneeling on Jihan's thigh.
“Of course, Honey. All this is yours,” Jihan continued, wrapping her arms around the man's neck.
Hendra smiled grinningly. He immediately grabbed Jihan's lips greedily. Even until the woman I lost it.
The smell of tobacco left on Hendra's lips, it adds to Jihan's passion. The kiss went down to the neck to the woman's chest.
He was playing down there. Right in Jihan's possession. He groaned with pleasure, his voice further igniting the man's lust. Then immediately hit him.
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“I have to meet Aunt Fida. He must know something. Well, I have to see him.” Khansa is determined to meet Aunt Fida.
“But, Hendra will want bad intentions on me.” Khansa hesitated to leave or not.
Khansa pacing back and forth in her room, she thought of how to survive Hendra but was still able to meet with Aunt Fida. Until the knocking on the door stopped his movement.
“Who?” ask Khansa.
“This is my young mistress,” said Uncle Indra behind the door.
Khansa rushes to open the door, “What's up, Uncle?” khansa asked at the door.
“Sorry before Madam, if I am presumptuous. But I was worried because the lady was screaming. Is there something going on? Or does the Madam need something?” asked the butler who accidentally went through Khansa's room and heard her screams.
Khansa bit her lower lip. He didn't think anyone would hear him. Khansa gave her sweet smile. “Sorry, Uncle if it surprises you. Eee .. but I'm okay. Hehe.”
Uncle Indra raised next to his eyebrows, “Oh yes? Don't worry, Madam. The young master has advised to serve you well. Just say if you need something,” said Uncle Indra politely.
“Find me if there's something you can't finish.” Suddenly the words that Leon had spoken were ringing in his ears. He remembered Leon offering help.
“Nothing, Uncle. Thanks for the offer. I just feel tired,” elak Khansa looking for an excuse.
“Oh well, Madam. Please rest. Then, excuse me,” said Uncle Indra bowed respectfully and then sauntered away from Khansa.
“Wait, Uncle!” Uncle Indra's steps came to a halt and swiftly turned around.
“Iya, Mistress?”
“Please don't tell anyone yes. Whether it's grandma or Leon,” please Khansa with her plain bead.
Uncle Indra was silent for a while, then nodded. “Good, young mistress.”
“Thank you, Uncle. I rest first yes.” Khansa shut the door immediately.
“Do I ask Leon for help? Is he going to help me? Ah, isn't he busy?” muttered Khansa scratching her head. He was wondering whether to contact Leon or not.
“I try first!” he said convince himself. Khansa exhaled violently, her finger looking for Leon's contact, when it was right on that name, she again hesitated.
Moments later, Khansa was determined to make that phone call. After the war, of course.
His chest was pounding as he waited for the long continuous tone with no sign of being lifted.
When the call is almost disconnected, there is a sound of the phone connected.
“Ha .. hello, Leon,” call Khansa with doubt.
“Halo. Who is this?”
DEG!
There was a woman's voice calling her. Khansa did not answer again. His heart was roaring violently in there.
“Halo!” Once again the woman spoke, but Khansa still did not answer.
The woman across the phone feels very strange, “Halo, are you looking for Chairman Leon? She is in the shower and can't take a phone..” Khansa hung up the phone before the woman across the street finished her speech.
Connect~