Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 27's. Too Slow
Mr. Harlandy came out of his reading room holding a paper.
“Lucas...”
The heavy voice called out to his loyal assistant these decades, an echoing call filling the morning in this large room of the house. A waiter on duty cleaning the room immediately ran in search of Mr. Lucas. Before long Mr. Lucas came to approach the Great Lord who was still wearing a dark brown sleeping kimono with reading glasses on his nose.
“Ya Sir..”
“How do you guys work?”
The Great Lord went back into the reading room, Lucas followed the Great Lord, he knew something had happened to see the Great Lord's appearance.
“What's the Master?”
“Check at the gate soon, when Dria passed there..”.
“You mean?”
“You've got more help.. Dria has gone from here.”.
The heavy voice grew heavier as it was now spoken with little emotion.
Mr. Lucas made a call to security at the outer gate and soon found out that they had neglected to watch over Dria, the Young Miss.
“Master... who passed this morning he said only Young Master.
“Sandro to where? Has she been looking for Dria?”
“Shortly Mr... I'll find out..”.
Mr. Lucas rushed out of the room, he had to move fast. Lucas checked with his gawai back to the gate to get more information. In a hurry Mr. Lucas headed to the control room to see the CCTV, inwardly wondering what had happened, and why the Great Lord said Dria had left.
Timo was going down the stairs to check the whereabouts of the Young Master, usually this early has finished exercising but since then back and forth the Young Master's room is still locked.
Mr. Lucas who saw Timo waving asked Timo to come immediately.
“Timo... Young Master to where?”
“Master is still in his room, Sir did not exercise, last night Sir slept late.”.
“You saw Non Dria?”
“Maybe still in the room also pack..”
“Ah Timo, fast moving..we have to find Non Dria, Non Dria none..”.
“Means?”
“Non Dria escaped.. tell Young Master.
Timo's coming up again soon. In front of Sandro Timothy's room he meets Tety.
“Non Dria where?”
“Still inside, I have been knocking on the door since but it has not been opened, usually Non Dria has been up hours like this..”.
“The door is still locked?”
“Iya pak Timo..”
Timo was wondering here why Mr. Lucas said Non Dria ran away. Timo knocked on Young Master's door many times. When the door opened, a still drowsy handsome face appeared in annoyance.
“I still need a little sleep Timo! You forgot we're not going to the office anymore?”
Sandro went into his room again.
“Non Dria go Mr...”
“Where to go? Tell him the time of our departure to the airport.”.
Sandro replied in a still sleepy voice.
“Non Dria left this house, according to pack Lucas Non Dria run away..”.
Like being hit by a stun fast movement Sandro who turned around and went straight to Dria's room with a body that almost grabbed Timo made Timo surprised. Sandro opened the door of the room but it was locked, he immediately saw Tety.
“Dria inside right?”
“I don't know, since earlier I knocked Non Dria did not open the door.”
“Why said he ran away?”
“I am also not too clear Sir, Mr. Lucas was in a hurry earlier when he told..”.
“Timo, grab this spare room key in the right nightstand drawer. Why should he lock the door?”
Timo did the Young Master's orders. Fortunately, he asked to keep the key to Dria's room.
Sandro started to fret. Thinking about the girl, her brain quickly reasoned what had happened the past week.Dria was angry about the passport to refuse to keep his passport, Dria who several times expressed her refusal to participate in his business trip. Sandro is almost certain that behind the door that is still closed it is most likely Dria is no longer inside.
When the door was opened Timo Sandro immediately rushed in followed by Timo and Tety. The bed was very neat showing clearly no Dria. Sandro checked the door to the balcony, the keys were hanging and locked from the inside, all the windows with the white curtains still closed, Sandro went into the bathroom whose doors were open, and the door was closed, there's no Dria in there.
“Master... the usual bag Non Dria carry everyday is not here, so is Non Dria backpack..”.
Sandro limp in hearing Tety's voice.
“Check again Tety... wallet, identity card??”
“Already Mr... I am always tidying up Non Dria items, so I know the place... and.. some Non Dria clothes also do not exist.”.
“You sure?”
“Iya Sir..”
Sandro came out of Dria's room, his destination to the security control room of this house. His feelings became ungodly. Inside the room was Mr. Lucas and a waiter who served here.
“Uncle?”
“I've made sure Sir, Non Dria came out of this house complex about three hours ago using your car, security does not prevent because think it's you... and.”.
“What??”
“Your car was abandoned Non Dria not so far from the gate, a security was bringing the car here..”.
“When uncle knows Dria does not exist?”
“Just Sir... Big Master told me...”
“Papi know where?”
“I haven't asked that Mr...”
Why did his earlier father know this? Sandro punched the wall next to him with all his emotions, the greatest anger rising for himself that was unresponsive about Dria both two months ago and now.
“Master... You are called Big Master..”.
Age, a waiter Sandro came to tell. In the reading room of his papi, Sandro was immediately greeted with a heavy and deep voice showing anger at him.
“You're not Becus Sandro. You're negligent, you're not looking after and paying attention to Dria well. Dria saying goodbye in this way must be because of something!”
Sandro grabbed the paper that the papi was holding and immediately read Dria's handwriting.
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Dear Mr. Harlandy…
I am grateful for the opportunity to be part of this family. Being a child of the Dervish family, I am happy for that. But forgive me for choosing to return to be the son of Rahmadi's father, this year I have tried to respect Mami Rosalie's desire to live in the middle of the Dervish family, and I think Mr. Harlandy doesn't owe Mami any more…
Once again Thank you so much for being part of this family, I cannot count and repay the kindness of this family. Only my prayer is blessed.
Sandriana
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Sandro did not know how to describe his feelings when he finished reading Dria's letter. Feels so formal, usually he greets with a papi call. Sandro sensed that Dria had taken some distance, not even mentioning her name there.
“You were too slow to do something about Dria... Why did Dria go?”
“I don't know, why did papi ask me?”
“You were with him everyday, you guys planned this trip, then he suddenly left?"
Sandro recalled Dria's reason, was it just because of that trivial thing?
"Sandro? When you don't know something?"
"Deedee did refuse to come along, he just mentioned a silly excuse and uh. a little stupid..."
"That's no silly excuse Young Master... Non Dria came from S town to here by train, she refused to board the plane for the same reason..."
Mr. Lucas responded to Sandro.
Sandro gasps, two months ago when Dria intends to go home to pick him up at the train station. His heart suddenly ached knowing that he was the cause of Dria leaving, it was precisely he who felt stupid and silly so underestimated the comfort of Dria.
"I don't know about that..."
Sandro answered softly.
"Already get ready for your business trip, this is for the future of the company. Sandriana is papi's business now.”
"I'm off..."
Sandro's out soon but…
“Sandro!!”
The voice of the papi shook the room. Sandro's steps stopped.
“I'll look for him pi.. to hell with business affairs..”.
Sandro replied to her papi with all the emotional bundles pictured on her face, unrest, anxiety, panic and fear.
“Sandro!! Don't be stupid! Your business there is very valuable.You cancel your trip will interfere with the agreement with them, the person who will cooperate with you from the country is very strict with the agreement, companies can lose billions of dollars. You must go! Have papi say, Sandriana papi business!”
“Piii??”
“Depart, Sandro...!!”
“Ahhh..”.
Sandro knew he could not argue when he saw the sight and gesture of the papi. Before stepping out of the room Sandro vented his emotions by kicking the wind with his hands, so annoyed and angry with this situation.
Auto focus on Dria, Sandro walks while looking at the floor. Chemical compounds in his brain worked and soon this bad condition eliminated his antusiamen against travel to several countries. The departure time is not long, but Sandro has lost his temper.
He thought that this trip would bring Dria closer to him. After the business business is finished he has planned a vacation alone, Timo and some company officials and some staff will return first. But the plan has been scrapped.
The papi's words were directly embedded in his brain, that's right, he was moving too slowly. After being detached from Emma Sandro was more relaxed about the existence of Dria for him, because she thinks about Dria who is not going anywhere and again Dria does not look enthusiastic towards men making her feel her position is safe. Sandro did not set a target when, but he wanted everything to take place slowly, the soul mate could not go anywhere, but now the soul mate has gone somewhere.
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🐢
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The thing that is immediately thought of when depressed because of a great fear of something is to go as far as the source of pressure. Dria takes an action to escape from a life that is no longer comfortable for her, Dria returns to the city of S. All night brainwashing how to get out of here, he finally found a way. At dawn, he settles into the parking lot, picks out Sandro's most used car and is determined to get out of the house.
There were employees who saw the car move but they assumed it was Young Master, including the security that quickly opened the gate. Dria herself couldn't believe it, that easily she got out of there.
And here he is now, on his way back to the city of S using the executive train. His feelings were clearly not entirely relieved, he had to deal with his father and still had to think of a way to avoid the Dervish family.
There was a bit of regret in his heart because the house was not an actual hell, it was a little paradise in this world because she was treated like a princess there, she said, but the desire to live his life that he had attached to before coming to this city more strongly dominated his heart.
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Helo...
Thank goodness I still love this story... Thanks for the support, good luck.
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