Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 16's. Disappear
It was not until an hour that the car that brought Sandro arrived home.
Information about Dria soon known the whole big house, of course the house a little uproar. Wh why? Because after being seen in her room and searched all over the house, the Young Miss was not there, and the Young Miss did not tell anyone about her disappearance.
Of course Timo who received the news from home immediately informed Lucas sir, and Lucas forwarded it to the Big Master. As Dria is considered one of the house's most precious children, Lucas is sent home by Grand Lord Harlandy to find out what happened.
Sandro came home to be greeted by Lucas. Actually seeing Mr. Lucas is here and seen waiting for him Sandro knows that what Timo said earlier that Dria does not exist is true. Under normal circumstances it is not possible at this hour Mr. Lucas is at home.
"Uncle know about Dria?"
"Yes Mr. Sandro, Timothy told me..."
"Papi's party knows?"
"The Great Lord told me to go home to find Non Dria..."
"Who was the last to talk to Dria? Where's Tety?"
"All I've asked, Mr.. who spoke with Non Dria last time the Rusli, he said last Non Dria wanted to come to the workshop..."
Hearing that Sandro's chest felt as tight as being hit by something, Dria must feel guilty to say such a sentence, and it was because of her anger this morning.
"after that? No one saw Dria? In her room?"
"There is no Master..."
“Dria-driven car?”
“It has been taken by Rusli to the workshop Mr...”
“Or Dria go use another car?”
“No Sir, all cars complete in garage.”
"Security up front already questioned?"
"Already sir, no one comes out but the employees."
Two of Sandro's hands rose to his waist with his head held high, thinking of a possibility to where and where Dria is today. Dria routine has been just Home and office, even though driving alone Sandro sure Dria never walk after office hours because it is always on time to arrive at home.
“Check cctv, uncle.”.
“While Sir..”.
"Where's Tety?"
Tety, the waiter who spent the most time with Non Dria in this house was immediately called. Shortly Tety appeared in front of Young Master, even though he had previously been questioned by Mr. Lucas.
"Yes Sir..."
"Where's the knight going?"
"I... I don't know Mr, last Non Dria said she wanted to work, I didn't go down with Non Dria, I immediately fixed Non Dria's room, that was before Mr. came knocking on the door this morning."
"Truly didn't see Dria again after that?"
"I.. Yes Sir..."
"Tety, don't hide anything from me!”
“Eh.. ti.. no Sir, I don't dare.”
Tety replied fearfully, the young master's direct gaze immediately intimidated him, but he said honestly not seeing Dria again since morning.
“Try you check his clothes, lest he go home to S...”
Sandro dead-end could not think about roughly where Dria would go other than to the office in this big city. What was thought was the possibility of Dria returning to the city of S.
“Pak Lucas has told me earlier, Mr... and no Non Dria clothes are reduced from the closet.”.
“Dria never told you anything Tety?”
Sandro suspects Tety for seeing Tety standing restlessly beside Lucas.
“Non Dria's story many Tuan... generally about her work and friends, also about her father, about the Big Lady and her childhood in this house.”.
“Is there nothing more specific?”
“Eh... I. I do not know, maybe I did not pay attention.”.
Sandro became impatient, the time there was no clue whatsoever.
“Uncle... try asking the result of cctvnya..”.
“Good Sir..”.
Mr. Lucas went to a special control room to monitor the situation of this huge house and complex, and for only a fraction of a second Sandro finally decided to follow Lucas.
In the room through the impressions on a monitor Sandro looked back at the incident he was angry in front of the main door of their house and Dria had been behind him since the beginning. Sandro was getting agitated and upset when he saw through the monitor that Dria walked through the automatic gate and then walked up to the front gate, it was quite a distance away, it was quite far away, and from the time note listed it was only a few minutes after he exited the complex with his car.
Visual Dria where her hands are often on the cheeks makes Sandro know that along the way Dria does not stop crying. Sandro's heart suddenly ached, for some reason, since he knew Dria was not there, there was a very big feeling of uneasiness invaded his heart, there was a sense that he could not describe being in control of his heart, the same feeling when she lost her mom as it appeared again.
And Sandro's curiosity was answered, why the security did not know Dria out of the gate, because from the cctv recording Dria intercepted Mr. Abdi's car, employees of the park and their garden. That's all you can tell from the cctv, and Young Master Sandro lost track of Dria. But at least it turns out that there was someone among so many employees living in this house who could be asked more questions about Dria.
Mr. Lucas' string reads, seen answering a few questions and then turns the device on Sandro…
“From Big Master..”
Sandro received the flat object, he could confirm if the papi called meant this was his main concern now. While Mr. Lucas immediately look for Mr. Abdi in the back house.
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“Ya, Pi..”
“In indirect, you cause Dria to go like that..”.
The flat voice of the papi makes Sandro know the papi is also disturbed by this problem.
“I know Pi.. I regret that..”.
“You have taken responsibility for Dria, so find Dria until you meet. If something happens with him papi will be very ashamed of Rahmadi also mami.. not becus keep Dria..”.
“I'm sorry, Pi..”
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The call had already ended Great Lord, remaining Young Master who was increasingly worried, it had been six hours since Dria left this house complex. Before long Mr. Lucas reappeared in the room.
“Uncle? What did Abdi say? Dria down where?”
“Pak Abdi Non Dria just hitchhiked through the gate, approximately one hundred meters from the gate, Mr...”.
“Why did Abdi's father so carelessly let Dria go?”
“Non Dria tells Mr. Abdi his car will be taken to the workshop, sir Abdi his person is simple and innocent Sir, he does not understand the rules about Non Dria..”.
“Where is he?”
Sandro muttered and left the room to leave the house intending to find out even though he did not know where to look.
“We look for Dria uncle..”
“Good Young Master..”
In front of the house two men of different generations were separated and climbed into each other's cars. But not yet had time to walk Sandro down again and prevent Mr. Lucas to leave. Sandro remembered something.
“Uncle, this morning what kind of flowers did Dria look for? What is the flower for?”
“Non Dria looking for fresh flowers, but I do not know what for..”.
“We go to the place of flowers that uncle referred to Dria earlier. hopefully he so buy flowers.. uncle left first, I will follow uncle.”.
“Good Young Master..”
Arriving at the place in question, impatiently Sandro got out of the car before Mr. Mulyo parked the car properly, Sandro invites hope to get clear information about Dria from one of the florists here, because this is the only clue right now. Along the way there were some fresh florists.
Mr. Lucas began to ask some florists, asking about whether there was a buyer of a sweet girl with a slightly wavy brown hairdo with a length slightly past the shoulder.
“Where's uncle?”
“There Sir, Non Dria buy from that mom over there.”
“He recognizes Dria?”
“Iya, he said Non Dria paid more, then that he did not forget... but in do not know Non Dria where with the interest, he did not pay attention to it..”.
“Ahh..”.
Back two hands the Young Master rose to his waist, such was Sandro's attitude when being serious or was wrestling with the emotions playing in his heart, his worries grew.
Sandro walked over to the middle-aged mother who was appointed by Lucas.
“Excuse me ma'am, was it true that this girl had bought flowers from mom?”
Sandro tries to convince again by showing a photo of Dria in his dress. The mother looked at the screen in Sandro's hand.
“Iya, right.. earlier this morning the beautiful Miss bought my flowers.. she is beautiful also kind, Mr...”.
“Thank you mom... but mom, may I know... Usually people buy flowers like this for what?”
“That's it?’
“Oh... can also be sent to birthday people..”.
Sandro let out a disappointed breath, none of which suited him. Sandro took his gawai contacted Timothy.
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“Ya Sir?”
“Is there someone in the office who is birthday today and receiving fresh flower deliveries? Try to find out, especially those who are familiar with Dria..”.
“Ohh?? Yes, briefly Sir, I am looking for information for Mr...”.
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Sandro pocketed his salary again. And the presence of Sandro and Lucas with two luxury cars plus the appearance of the two of them who showed high social status got the attention of the florists. Some sellers are now gathering around Sandro, perhaps hoping this rich-looking Master buys flowers from them. They whisper to each other to find out Sandro's presence, and become disappointed when they find out Sandro is just looking for someone.
“Just looking for a flower buyer this morning?
“I think I want to buy our flowers..”.
“That girl this morning? Who wears black white?”
“Yang inquire the direction of the road to the cemetery Sandiego Hills yes?”
Conversations of those who chimed in but could be sorted out Sandro's brain, Sandro frowned…
“Deedee today does wear a white top and black pants, but a grave? What is Deedee to the grave for?”
Sandro spoke to himself but was heard by the mother of the florist.
“Flower like this can be used also for pilgrimage Mr... so if you want a pilgrimage, buy flowers from me only. ehh yes it is the person I remember Sir, sir, the girl you are looking for who asks the way to the cemetery Sandiego Hills.if you do not buy flowers, you may want to join the pilgrimage as well as the girl.”.
The mother of the florist suddenly said that while arranging her selling flowers. Sandro looked at Lucas.
“What is true ma'am? The girl whose picture I showed to mom, she asked?”
“Iya Tuan... today was quiet buyer, so I remember the girl who bought two flower bundles, she who asked the way to the grave.”.
“Uncle... is it possible that Dria did that? Pilgrimage to his mother's grave? Does uncle remember when Dria's mother died?”
“I don't remember, Mr... but all I remember is Rahmadi regularly visits this city for pilgrimage every time the day of Helena's death.”.
“We find Dria to that place only uncle. What is today the anniversary of Dria's mother's death?”
“I don't know Mr...”
The two men rushed into their car and ordered the driver to the cemetery. Hopefully there is something there, so is the hope of both.
Half an hour's journey felt so long for Sandro, but finally they arrived and looked for the location of Helena's mother's grave, not difficult actually because the location was not far from where the mother was buried.
And whether you want to cheer happy and moan sad, the two things Sandro both wants to do when walking closer to the grave sought. There is a fresh flower tie on top of the white grave, looks a little withered but looks just put there, meaning Dria did come to the place this morning.
Sandro noticed the date of death on the tomb with the name Helena Rahmadi, the date listed is not the date today, is still a day away. Maybe Dria forgot the date? Or because today has no purpose, or? I don't know. Sandro stared at the white grave. Soon with a pushy look she searched for her mammary tomb, from afar she could confirm something, Dria also went there.
Sandro then walked closer to the mami's grave, stuck there for a long time. There is no speech, only sadness that immediately filled the heart cavity, sad that is now doubled because Dria is not known where…
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At the country's largest train station, Dria sits in a passenger seat. He bought a ticket to go home. There were still about forty-five minutes to wait for the train to arrive. Long time Dria thought whether to tell dad or just leave and give a surprise.
On the other hand he thought about politeness and tatakrama, the time when he was not saying goodbye or at least telling someone in the mansion about his return. He came in kind, had been welcomed and treated so well, it felt so impolite to go quietly like this. Those thoughts were constantly at war in his mind.
Indeed, since morning he was sad to hear and see for himself how angry Sandro sister to him. He felt presumptuous and regretted choosing the car when he knew it was Sandro's car. She was sad because she had been comfortable with her relationship with Sandro's already excellent sister, she was afraid that after this she would lose her brother's figure again. Sandro's face that he saw this morning was more frightening than when he first met.
After hours of long contemplation, Dria finally turned on her dress and contacted Rahmadi's father. The call was answered by the father...
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"Son? You healthy? Why call now? Wasn't it just two days ago?"
"Can't you dad?"
"Oh no. No. Dad was happy, but usually once a week."
"That's. uh I wanted to tell you, I just visited mom..."
"Why today? Why not grab mom tomorrow? Did you forget your mom's memorial date?"
"No dad, I happened to be empty today. I didn't go to the office, so I decided to just visit... Emm it's also because tomorrow I can't go there..."
"Oh? But it's okay, the most important thing is that you've been visiting mom. Adjust to your circumstances, it doesn't matter."
"Dad... I miss you, I want to go home..."
"Son? Why is that your voice? Is your son now turning into a crybaby?"
"I want to go home, I've bought tickets, I'm at the train station now..."
"The knight? What's the matter? Why suddenly?"
"Ahh? I.. I broke Sandro's car and Sandro's brother was angry, I was afraid to meet Sandro's sister, I'm ashamed to be sassy too..."
"Dria?? Why be a coward and a coward? My son was not like that before. Don't come home with problems son, it's not good to go back to Mr. Harlandy's house and apologize to Young Master, if he thinks you're his sister, he'll forgive you."
"Is that so?"
"Yes.so..."
"But Sandro was very angry..."
"Don't hesitate son, there's nothing better than to apologize if you feel you've done something wrong. Don't be spoiled son, it's not good like that."
"Ahh dad.. I..."
"Son... Think well of your actions. Mr. Harlandy said what time were you saying goodbye?"
"I didn't tell anyone..."
"Dria??? You make trouble if it's like that. You went quietly?"
"Ahh?? I... Yeah..."
"Ahh Dria my son..What if they are looking for you right now, no one knows where you are going? Isn't that a problem for the people in the house? Don't act impulsively, son, it can be distressing to others."
The father who usually saves words, now speaks at length so that his daughter can act mature.
"So what should I do, dad?"
"Go back to that house, huh?"
Dria speechless... He didn't have the courage to do that.
"Dria??"
"Ahh.. ba...good father... fine.. I will go back there..."
"Well son... Dad, close the call?"
"Good dad."
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Just now that the call with the father was over, now came a call from Sandro, the brother he had avoided until he was stranded at this train station, though hesitant and still afraid of Dria sliding the green button.
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"Hello..."
"Deedee... oh thank goodness..Where are you?"
"I'm. I'm at the train station..."
Dria answered slowly, but the answer was a great relief for the Young Master, returning the spirit that had disappeared and made happy immediately came to replace the turmoil most of the day.
"Don't go anywhere, baby, wait for your sister there.don't turn off your phone again, you'll call again.wait, sister will pick you up..."
"Yes. yeah..."
Dria also felt relieved, there was no anger in her Sandronya's sentence, just like the sentence of someone who was so happy, and it seemed like Sandro was looking for him.
And the Young Master, it was as if the universe was singing a song of love for him. This Young Master felt like he wanted to fly to a train station that he had never stepped on for a lifetime, someone very valuable was there.
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🍀Happy New Year to all....🍀
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