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Because of Juice

"Please run the car." He said in a cold tone.

Jhon was quite angry with the way Dhira spoke. It was very attractive in her ears and it struck her. 'This girl is very charismatic. Who exactly are you?' Jhon runs the car at Dhira's request.

They left Leo standing with an angry look.

But a moment later he realized he had praised the woman he should have been wary of. Glanced to the side and saw Dhira's blurry face. Open blurry made-up but really look angry and sad.

Leo did not try to chase Dhira or Jhon's car even though in his heart he was very upset and wanted to beat up Jhon. He chose to wait for Dhira at home. He knew, it would not be able to persuade Dhira quickly.

In the car Dhira sat slightly tilted towards the window. His face was always towards the window.

"You don't look like people who have broken up. You're just sulking or avoiding it." Jhon chirps, asking for the truth of Dhira's words.

Dhira did not answer. He was faithful in his head position.

"Is it because of me, you're not following Leo?" Ask Jhon again.

"No. If you weren't around, I'd still leave her."

"Hm I don't think you're seriously saying you broke up with him."

Dhira did not answer.

"Why did you decide? Is there a serious problem?" Ask Jhon again.

"You don't need to know. That's my personal business."

"What revenge do you have on Meli?"

Dhira turned towards Jhon. They stared at each other for a while but Jhon cut it off because he had to focus on the road.

"Should I answer it?"

"If you don't mind. I want to hear it." Answer Jhon clearly. It sounds idle but originally he was prying what happened between the Atmaja family and Dhira. Why this young girl could be related to that family.

"It's not revenge as you imagined. That arrogant woman always insulted me. She doesn't like to see me because her son likes me. Too often being yelled at and humbled makes me hurt. That'sthat's all. I hate that woman. That's why I broke up with Leo. Meli has a daughter-in-law who's been chosen for Leo."

'it's purely about feeling and love. Why Meli can assume, Dhira is our shipment.' Jhon combines Dhira's reasoning with Meli's remarks about Dhira.

"When just because of his parents' views you backed off from the romance, I don't think you're being sincere with Leo. People say, when love has spoken then sea obstacles, the wind can be passed."

Dhira turned his head "somehow, but my heartache was always humbled."

"Or do you actually have other intentions for them?"

Jhon's question made Dhira turn his body to face Jhon. "You're like a detective. Asking this it finally accuses me. What exactly do you want?"

"I have no will. I was just a little interested in the profile of one of Ara's friends who was always adored. Until willing to sell jewelry gifts from all of us to give you money. Naturally, I as her brother was curious?!"

Dhira speaks a thousand languages. He couldn't avoid talking about the money.

"And right now I am exerting my ability to search for Ara who was lost from yesterday afternoon. You're a money seeker, you could be the culprit with a lot of ransom in Ara's name."

"I can't do it." Dhira Protest.

"Nobody knows the heart of man. Whoever it is I hope to release him immediately. Or death will happen."

"I'll help you find." Tawar Dhira's. "He's my best friend where I can just keep quiet."

"really?"

"Yes. Can you tell me the beginning of her disappearance? Or what kind of trouble happened or so that might make Ara a prisoner."

"Hahaha.you turned out to be very smart." Laughter Jhon. "There's no story you need to hear. If you want to find it, please."

Dhira nodded for sure. Inwardly making his expression as innocent as possible to trick Jhon. He knew, even though now Jhon looked relaxed to himself, the man was not that good. He remains alert and prepared for the possibility.

"This is a junction to our house. Do you intend to stop by?" Jhon offers Dhira.

"If you don't mind, of course I would. All this time Ara never invited me to come by your house."

"All right." Jhon pointed his car towards the intersection of the house.

'Yes, follow my instructions, I want to know who you really are. You're on Meli's side or the other side.'

Dhira was greatly amazed by Ara's house. For him it was like the appearance of the palace that he often read first or saw on television. Three-story house with a very large building. He could not figure out how wide all the neighborhood was.

"Why stand up? Don't you want to come in?"

Dhira is shocked by the voice of baritone Jhon. The man was standing at the door. A few servants and scurge who happened to be there greeted Jhon and Dhira kindly.

"Bi prepare the night tomb. We're guests."

The middle-aged woman who was arranging flowers on the terrace nodded politely. "Yes Den."

Dhira could see that Jhon was not the cold and haughty person he had seen so far. To the waiter he could speak softly and politely.

"Please enter!" John opened the door wide.

Dhira advanced until his feet reached the door.

Dag dug dag dug

Dhira's heart was pounding suddenly. He was imagined when his head was closed by Jhon when he was helped a few months ago. He did not expect that this house had been visited twice. A little worried about what will happen next.

"Why? Are you scared?"

"I'm afraid you're covering my head again."

Dhira realized, it turned out that this was not the same place. Now he knows that Jhon has a headquarters.

"Please sit. I'm gonna go up for a second." John climbed the stairs quickly.

Dhira sat alone. His eyes checked the entire room very wide and knew there were several surveillance cameras there. His eyes checked everything in the room. He found nothing. Just a photo or a picture of anything. There are only expensive furniture and a few sofa sets.

"Non, please drink." The woman in front carried two glasses of yellowish juice.

"Eh yes," Dhira smiled.

"The theme is non Ara? Or Den Jhon's girlfriend?" Turns out mom was the goose. And it proves the man of the house is not as scary as his shadow.

"Jhon's subordinate." Answer Dhira.

"Oh employees in the company. I think his girlfriend is Aden Jhon. Aunt was happy, she brought a boyfriend. He's old but he's not married yet."

"Oh, not Bi. I'm Ara's friend, too."

"Ohhhh. Please enjoy. Auntie wants to cook."

"Yes Bi. Oh, yeah, is Ara still on campus?"

"It looks like he's been camping since yesterday."

"Oh. Thanks Bi." Dhira understood.

'The disappearance of Ara seems to be kept secret by Jhon from the inhabitants of this house.' Inner Dhira.

John changed his clothes. After that get out of the room and check if Ara has gone home. The room is still like that. No change, quiet. The hope of Ara's return is just a delusion.

He went down half-run. And sit on the other couch around Dhira. Take the juice on the table and drink it until half gone.

"Are you afraid that juice was poisoned?" Tanya Jhon saw that Dhira's drink was still intact.

"E. No, I'm just a little confused. You said Dhira disappeared but said the waiter was a camper."

John did not answer.

"Who are you lying to? Me or the house?" Dhira asked with an accusatory look.

"It's not just the nuclear family that loves Ara. They all thought of Dhira as their own child. They'll be hysterical and sad if I honestly say Ara's missing."

"Oh..." Dhira just understood. He lifted his glass of juice and drank it with a request of nothing in the drink. He was afraid of being framed by Jhon to find Ara.

It turned out to be safe until all the contents of the glass did not happen anything.

He and John asked each other and answered. Jhon asked more about Dhira's identity.

One minute, two minutes to seven minutes passed Dhira's head began to feel dizzy after drinking the juice. He rubbed his eyelids afraid he was asleep.

"Hahaha.you're too imaginative. It's not a sleeping pill but..."

"You...! Basic cheater! You said there was nothing in that juice. But what is this? My head is getting dizzy and.ahhh..." Dhira held his dizzy head along with his nauseous stomach. His eyes began to water in fear, Jhon determined to do bad things to him.

"Calm down.you'll be fine. You're very good at acting."

"Brengs*k you! Bad people are not going to do good. That's impossible!"

"Oh yeah! Continue, why do you call me a bad man." Challenge Jhon. He wanted to hear whatever Dhira had in mind about him.

Dhira did not answer. He shook his head while standing up. The dizziness is getting heavier, the head of the terrace is beaten so hard that it feels like his head is about to break, while his stomach hurts more.

Jhon standing. He approached and extended his hand to Dhira's head.

"Don't come any closer! Keep your hands!" Dhira shouted and tried to walk out of the house.

"Calm down. Sit down right! Don't walk like that. You can fall." Jhon forced Dhira back to the sofa and sat him down.

"Review you! I'll reward you!" Dhira could still scream but had already closed his eyes with a leaning body. The dizziness is getting worse.

"What's up Den? Why a storm?" Bi Aira's nanny Ara's coming.

"You're all brengs*k!" Dhira still curses.

"Ouch. Maybe it was because of the juice. Is Miss allergic to orange juice?"Bi Aira moved closer to Dhira. "Or Miss has acid reflux?"

"J-ja-don't!" Dhira could still feel that someone was approaching him. "I'll bun*h you guys!"

"Bi let it go. Let me take care of it. Aunty go!" Jhon expelled Bi Aira. He approached Dhira and led him to sleep. In fact, he took off the pantofel shoes at Dhira's feet and raised it to the top of the sofa. He lifted the girl's body so that she could fall back. He crouched down beside Dhira's head and stomped the girl's head slowly.

"Your mouth is so spicy! Brengs*k, villain, racketeering*h, that rant is too bad to come out of your mouth!" Jhon grumbled while rubbing wind oil onto Dhira's head.

Jhon's sharp eyes looked at Dhira's severed face. How beautiful and at ease he kept staring at that face. But he woke up and threw away his face. "What the fuck? Every woman is beautiful. They like to tease with plain faces."

"Haeessss.he's my business. Pake dizzy until asleep anyway. You freak! Drinking orange juice can be fainting. Boro Boro wants to kill*h people!"

There were five minutes of Jhon rubbing Dhira's head until the girl's hair was ruffled from her bun.

"Hhh.hmmm..." Dhira squirmed small while opening her eyes.

"Yes...!!!" Dhira screams in shock seeing Jhon's face very close to her. Even the young man's arm stopped under his neck and was fingering his head. "Don't*m you!" Dhira jumps after punching Jhon in the face.

"Akh.you're like a newly born hen. It was good to scream and attack!"

"Why do you hold hold me? Looks like you're gonna have to get beaten up!"