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# The Truth
" Why should Yudha's life be at stake..? " Isa turned her back, advancing her body closer and closer to the Jo sir sitting before her.
" Because Mr. Basira doesn't like anything to get in the way of his will, even if it's his only son, his own flesh and blood." Jo explained as he sipped the warm lemon tea he had served.
" Gi*a's parents..!! " outraged, Isya smacked her hand on the table in front of her. Causing a sound that is quite loud, fortunately it is quiet visitors. Some just glanced at it and resumed their activities after nothing happened.
Jo sir just put his shoulder down. One side of his brow raised up. both his hands played a piece of tissue and ended with a hard squeeze.
" Why...? Why did you tell me all that..? "
" For the lady to take the right attitude and decision.."
" For...? "
" For a better future. Far from Mr. Basira's reach "go back to sipping tea. Gurgling slowly as if enjoying the aroma and taste.
" Not has Mr. Basira sent you a message before, miss..? Message for the meeting.. He has prepared everything." continued while loosening the tie.
Isya just nods off. Two days earlier, Yudha's father sent someone to deliver the message to him.
" Maybe the lady also did not know that Mr. Yudha during his departure would always be supervised.. A time bomb would explode at any time if master Yudha changed his mind.." looked down miserably.
Silent moment.
" Was he the one who told you to tell me all this..? "
" No miss, this is all on my own initiative." smilingly looked at Isha.
" What's in it for you.., not that you're a believer..? "
" Nothing. I just want Miss to be okay.. In any case, the lady is the beloved lady of Mr. Yudha. "give a smile again.
" And one thing you need to understand, I am a confidant and support Mr. Yudha.. "
Isya nodded sadly. Not one bit did he think that Yudha's father was a cruel man.
" Miss., I beg you to accept this." Jo sir thrust out a long brown envelope a little thick, putting it slowly before Isha.
" And this is also the lady., earlier Mr. Basira told me to take and deliver this to the lady." he continued, giving the brown parcel that was thrown by Yudha's father in front of Isha.
" What is this sir..? " Isya asked as she brandished the brown envelope earlier.
" That's a note from my lady., a lot of things I wrote there. Slowly but surely the lady will understand. "
Isya nodded and kept the envelope in her bag.
" I don't want to take this one sir..!" snorting Isya while slowly pushing the brown parcel from Yudha's father. It seemed like he realized that the package contained a lot of money. Maybe more than enough to pay for his life. But his love is more expensive than anything.
Mr. Jo smiled, nodded politely and took back the package.
Both were equally silent, until in the end two servants came and served their orders.
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" Mister Jo..!! "
" Mister Yudha, you've come." jo bowed respectfully as Yudha called and approached him in the garage.
" Yes sir.., healthy yes sir.., one year did not meet Mr. Jo it turns out I can miss hehheee.." Yudha patted Mr. Jo slowly on the shoulder and slightly threw a joke.
Mr. Jo just laughed in response to Yudha's joke.
" Waaah sir Jo.., the car was very shiny. "Yudha's eyes sparkled to see one of his cars that was being cleaned by Jo sir earlier.
" Yes sir, let the glare of all who see him heheee.. It's also good for girls who like to reflect Mr.." grimacing holding amused.
" Jo sir could have been. "a little broken, Yudha remembered when there was a girl in the style of gurgling reflect on her car, turning around to set her style. While in the car Yudha and Jo sir just gawk and laugh out loud when he saw the behavior of the girl.
In the heart of Mr. Jo a little thumped at the thought of the answer when Yudha asked about Isha.
" Where's papa..? I've been looking around, there's no one inside. There's usually Harley, father's right hand in the study.."
" Great master gone sir.., it's been a week. Didn't you report..? "
Yudha just sneered and shook her head.
" I rest first sir." smiled Yudha saying goodbye.
" Please sir.." bowed respectfully then continued his work again.
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" Does no one want to explain about Isha..??? " half yelling Yudha asked in front of some of the guards and servants in her house.
Everything quiet. Just looking down in fear.
" Mister Jo..!!! " calling Yudha called out, circulating her gaze in all directions.
" I'm Mr. Jo, "r. J. ran in from the front.
" Do you know why Isya's house is empty..? "
" I'm sorry, sir.., I don't know.." lowered his head, holding his heartbeat. Worrying about not being able to keep his Great Lord a secret.
" Papa where, sir..? It's been three days since I came home. The files in his workspace are also missing.. " Yudha spoke tightening lips restraining emotions. He felt something strange and related to it all.
" Sorry sir, yesterday the night his messenger delivered a message to me, The Great Lord will stay in America for a long time." Jo replied weakly. Understanding that his answer must have greatly disappointed his master.
" Why not convey directly to me hahhh..?? " asked Yudha gusar.
" I'm sorry, sir.., I don't know." Jo again bowed.
" You all go..! " snar Yudha.
Jo was surprised to see Yudha. Not usually this master spoke rudely or even snapped at someone. While others soon passed from the place, hoping to immediately avoid the tension of the atmosphere.
" Sir...."
" Go sir Jo...!!! "
Jo slowly left the place.
******
" I've been looking for you for months.. Isya where are you?? "
Desperate Yudha sat down in front of the photo of Isya she was displaying in her room. His face was sad looking at his lover's face. Her tears slowly fell on her cheeks.
His face looked dull with his sideburns and mustache thickened with the time he had gone through to search for Isya.
Until one day a subordinate came to bring great news that changed Yudha's life completely.
" Mister.." bowed respectfully.
" What's up..? " asked Yudha, chugging liquor from the bottle in her right hand.
" One in front wants to convey something to the master, about Miss Isya. "
Instantly Yudha threw her liquor bottle. His eyes sparkled, hoping that Isha had been found by an eye.
" Let him in.."
" Good sir." the bodyguard left.
Yudha got up from her seat, walked to her desk, opened the drawer and took out a brown envelope and placed it on the table.
Standing up, both hands in his pants pocket, staring at the scene far from the window. His lips smiled happily, his heart was stirred with a handful of hope.
" Excuse me. Mr. Yudha "someone comes and knocks on the door slowly.
" come inside.. "
The man entered and sat down slowly at Yudha's desk.
" How's your work Kent..? " to sit in his chair, both hands rubbed rubbing, as if impatiently waiting.
" This is sir.." Not much to say, Kent handed over some photographs to Yudha.
Yudha's eyes widened. Surprised to see all the images in the photo.
" Appaaa this..??? " as he stood up, pounding the table hard, his heart riled at once.
" Yes sir, Miss Isya was married a few months ago" replied Kent calmly. While lighting a cigarette, his eyes looked at Yudha.
Hhaaaarrrgggh...Isha...!!! Why..????
It broke Yudha's heart to hear and see the reality she was facing. His eyes were red, rubbing roughly his face and grabbing his own hair.
" Where is he now..? " Yudha asked weakly.
" It's in town X in Kalimantan.. "
Yudha shouted loudly. His feet kicked whatever was in front of him.
" This is your payment..! " take the envelope and throw it in front of Kent.
" Good job. One day I'll call again.." sitting limp.
" Okay, thank you, sir."
Kent left quietly, stuffing the envelope in his jacket pocket and whistling.
Since then, Yudha has been growing increasingly violent. His good nature had disappeared and changed drastically.
As if dissatisfied with the reality, Yudha went into running his father's dark business and seized many possessions from business clients as well as from wealthy businessmen in his pursuit.
Until one day Yudha managed to take everything from Zicko's father. And lead to an attack on the Handoko family.
》》*Connected**