President Bucin
Who is this om?

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"I know where you're looking for." Deena's words made Arga raise her eyebrows. "That locket.." Deena had not had time to finish speaking, the man who had collided with her carrying Deena's body ala bridal style, taking her out of the hospital.

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Frantically Deena cursed the man to take him down, if only the girl had forgotten she was running away from Joan, wanting to scream louder.

"Hey put me down brengs*k, um want to kidnap me? I have nothing but. hmpp hmppp." The man smothered Deena's tiny lips with his hands, very noisy, he thought.

Both guards opened the door allowing the master to enter a Rolls-Royce perched sweetly in front of the hospital door.

Bugh.

"You want to make me die." Deena snapped when she slammed into the seat of a shitty guy's car that she didn't know her name. "Who is this ugly om? have kidnapped people at will, my feet hurt more sick."

The man looked at Arga as if to say. I want all the information about this girl to be as detailed as possible right now. That's how.

Arga nodded.

Deena saw Arga entering the car, taking a seat beside the steering wheel, Deena said again. "Master recognized this old man?" Ask.

"Be quiet, you think I'm married to your aunt, don't call me old, I'm even 34." Upset the man beside her snorted violently.

"Include this Mr. Hanska Regantara Alzhavir, he is my master miss. Miss who are you with?" Arga asked after introducing his master to Deena. The girl rolled a lazy eyeball.

"Are these famous? I've never seen him, all I know is Mr. Arga." Deena answered honestly while raising her shoulders, then continued her words. "Call me Deena, my name is Deena Prameswari Bakara."

There was a sigh coming from Deena's lips as she mentioned her last name.

Tlingg. A notification sign coming in from Hanska's phone shows a message sent by Arga's man about the girl's history next to him.

"May I know, where did Miss get the information of the item we were looking for?" Arga asked after his master gave the code to dig up information from the girl he was carrying into the car.

maybe this girl is just a prank. Thought Arga.

"Of course I know, Mr. Arga is the owner.." Deena replied confidently forgetting the throbbing in her legs.

Arga looked at his master, while the one who was stared at glanced at Deena, the girl was consciously noticed, He stuck out his tongue scoffing at Hanska.

"Let's just say we're a soul mate who accidentally met because of the locket, sir." Deena said innocently.

"Pffgftt." There was an obstructed ruckus from the man beside her." Arga stared in amazement at Hanska, who spent his entire life serving with the Alzhavir family, very rarely finding a rare moment of happiness for his master.

"I'll tell you but what reward I'll get." Ask Deena to negotiate. Hanska smiled.

"Of course our master will give the miss a big reward, miss would like anything to say." Arga is serious.

"Maybe this is overkill, sir I want Ratih's Island's private island back to be in my name, Deena Prameswari." Though there is a lot of money that Deena can ask from the man beside her, even if she wants, she can be separated from the Bakara family. But the mother's legacy is more than anything, the island is the only thing that makes Deena feel Thalia is by her side.

"If the item that Miss guaranteed is authentic." Reply Arga thus.

"Where does the lady live? we'll take the lady back home." Clearly Arga made Deena exhale violently.

"I dare to vouch with my life." Deena said sure.

"You're looking for this, aren't you?" The bridge while thrusting Pendants sculpted with dragons and birds before them. The pendant is still faithfully perched on its smooth neck.

The man next to him who had just ducks away turned his eyes in haste to snatch the jade that was still on Deena's neck.

"Eh. uh om! Oh so bad deket nih people, there is no softness in the slightest." Upset Deena rubbed her back nape.

Deena glares. "Why the hell do you use snapping everything." Sewot the girl. "Answer!." Push the man next to her again.

"Huh.I was camping at the foot of the highest mountain yesterday, when the closure was separated from the other members and lost to the dense forest. Fortunately there is a river, the atmosphere there is really cool anyway." Deena quickly began to explain back leaning on the car seat and pulling the pendant away from the driver.

While admiring the beauty, Deena continues her story. "I found this jade in the river bank, first look immediately fell in love, how dengga, very beautiful gini, elegant, stared how long it will not memgebosenin. For being careless I slipped into the river. Where fainted all ckckc." Kekeh Deena racked her brain a few years ago.

"Bagitu realized it's already stuck in the tree's root." Deena added again while watching the Jade groping her carving. The girl exhaled giving a pause a little longer.

He took off the locket with a heavy heart. "I'll give it back. Too bad someone already has, where the owner is fierce is hii." Deena said thrusting the Pendant at Hanska while sneering.

The man accepted it with a sharp delicacy.

"While I remember it was Mr. Arga's locket." Deena's great-grandson in a soft voice, sounded like a mutter, but could be clearly captured by the hearing of the man beside her.

Hanska turned his head, looking at him in full search. "Where do you know we're looking for this thing when the news of the disappearance hasn't spread." Read the man while squinting.

Deena threw her gaze out the window. "Take it fate." The reply after giving a pause to think.

"We're up to miss."

The girl was not aware if from earlier the road they passed led to the Bakara residence. Arga's voice interrupted Deena's imagination, pulling the girl to her senses that the car had stopped right in front of her father's residence.

He looked at the side where Hanska was sitting. "Om know my house?" Deena asked furrowed her brows.

Hanska raised his eyebrows. "No." Answer's cuek.

I heard a rough breath coming from beside the man. It was so lazy that Deena came back with this kind of situation.

If in the past when she was ushered by Joan after returning from the hospital, her stepmother and her brother could only stare cynically from a distance, but now she was back alone. His sore legs would definitely get worse if they met later.

Long Deena was swept away with her thoughts.

"Mr Arga, I don't want to go back now, can you take me to Angkasa University?" Deena asked biting her thumb nail, a habit when she was agitated.

Unmoved, Arga glanced at his master asking for approval, it was captured by Deena.

Deena looked to the side. "Om get them anterin I'm pliss, just don't be here om." Pinta Deena once again wiggled the man's arm hoping for attention.

Hanska raised his eyebrows staring at Deena's hand in her arms. Aware of the man's gaze, Deena quickly let go. "Take him to his university." Tell the master at last.

Deena was relieved to rest her head as the car drove away from the mansion grounds. His tears could not be dammed, the clear circle was flowing without He could prevent seeing the house that he once thought would always be filled with happiness, he said, the warmth and compassion are even the sadness that Deena continues to feel.

The girl cried in silence, enjoying the throbbing of being single-handedly. He misses his mother, misses how it feels to be cared for and loved.

Secretly the man who always emanated a frightening and intimidating aura was furious at the reflection of the window glass where Deena was sitting to find the girl with tears.

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