Stranger's In Love
79|AKHIFA NAILA SABHA

Tae-O awaits Irene's arrival at her apartment. After an entire night Tae-O dives into Gerald's phone by hacking all his data. It's true that there's a lot of data on Gerald's phone, but all that data is just business data. However, after thinking about it again, he discovered there were two oddities. First, Tae-O is unable to find any incoming calls or messages between Gerald and Alice. Why don't they tell each other when they're a married couple? Second, who exactly is the person with the Hong Kong country number code? Why did Gerald fake the name of the number to be the name of his personal secretary, Mr. Nam?

“How? Can you trace that Hong Kong number?” Irene asked as she arrived at the apartment.

“Entahlah. The signal from the number with the Hong Kong country code is unstable, always changing. The signal is still in Hong Kong, but often appears in different areas of the city. Yesterday the signal was detected in SoHo, Central. Previously I had checked earlier the signal was detected in Wan Chai, and at this time the signal was detected appearing in Kennedy Town,”, said Tae-O from the results of his observations.

Irene seemed to think while twitching her dizzy head. “Anyone who owns a number with the Hong Kong Country code must be a nomad who lives moving around, but if he is a nomad why move in a short time? Even in less than twenty-four hours according to your observations he has moved to three places. Isn't this so weird?”

Silent. They both really think hard. They were dead curious about Gerald and the person behind the number with the Hong Kong Country code named Mr. Nam's contact.

“Wire, Noona! You should see this!” Tae-O pulls Irene to look at her computer screen.

On the computer screen Tae-O displays the position of the signal from Gerald's phone that moves to the airport and seconds later the signal is lost because it looks like Gerald has switched off his phone or maybe even Gerald has changed the number, then this means Gerald is leaving Prague. Immediately Irene's thoughts about Mr. Nam were dissolved and suddenly panicked for fear of losing Gerald's tracks.

“Tae-O immediately check his account history because he must have bought a plane ticket,” Irene orders.

Tae-O immediately checks Gerald's account history, but the results are nil. The history only contains reservation transactions in some restaurants and shopping transactions in some shopping centers. Wait, wait, something's weird. When viewed from the transaction dates, all these transactions occurred several weeks ago and almost all transactions were done in Boston. That means while in Prague Gerald didn't use his account.

“Did he secretly go to Prague?” Tae-o thinks.

“So far think about it, this means that Gerald is really hiding something. Since he was a person who had a great secret of course he would take good care of himself. Just look at the data on his phone, his phone is very clean there is only one suspicion we have on the number with the Hong Kong Country code named contact Mr. Nam. In addition, there is no data of any kind that is confidential. And Gerald was very careful, he didn't even use his account so as not to leave any evidence or traces later.” Irene concluded.

Tae-O ruffles his hair in frustration. “Then how, Noona?”

Irene sighed for a moment then sat on the sofa with her gloomy face. Irene and Tae-O have not even managed to find something that could be strong evidence if Gerald is indeed the mastermind behind a dark site that sells illegal goods, he said, but Gerald was very difficult to investigate even now that the man had gone out of nowhere.

“Noona! We have to do something,” whine Tae-O who has also been very suspicious of Gerald. Tae-O wants to know if his suspicions are right or wrong.

Irene nodded slowly as she looked at Tae-O who was so pitiful to her.

“You're right, Tae-O. We have to do something, if we can't find his head then let's catch his tail first,” said Irene enthusiastically.

Irene moved from her seat to approach Tae-O who was still in her position. Tae-O looks at Irene with a confused look on her face because she has absolutely no idea what she has in mind.

“Did you find a way, Noona?” ask Tae-O.

Suddenly Irene embraces Tae-O with a big smile. “You remember Cassandra Lee Damora?”

Tae-O nods, but he doesn't fully understand.

“We'll find out via Cassandra. You remind me of investigating the woman and found an antique museum called ‘Lee Da Museum’? I'm sure I'll be more likely to investigate Cassandra,” explained Irene.

Tae-O laughed crisply with Irene's explanation, why didn't they just think about it from the start?

“Why are you laughing?” Irene asked who felt strange about Tae-O's reaction.

“I laughed at our stupidity, why not just from the beginning. We even bother investigating Gerald with impenetrable protection,ck ck ck.”

“Already,” said Irene patting Tae-O's shoulder.

“Now give me the code to hack Cassandra's phone, I'll meet her before dinner with Zean.”

“Ready, Noona!” Tae-O instantly creates a code to hack into Cassandra's phone.

...***...

Irene arrived at the Mansion, she saw Allan's car parked in front. It would definitely be hard to pick up Cassandra's phone since there was Allan there. Irene enters the Mansion while still mating how she will enter the code to hack Cassandra's phone. His steps suddenly stopped when passing through the middle room, there he saw two mobile phones lying on the table besides that there was also a TV remote and some snacks.

“Where are they?” Irene thought then she went to check around to make sure it was safe to hack into Cassandra's phone while it was lying on the table.

Irene went upstairs, and she saw Cassandra's bedroom door open a little. Irene peeked out from the slit of the slightly opened door, she saw Cassandra and Allan in the middle of a fight as if they were arguing over something. Irene soon returned to the living room to hack into Cassandra's phone.

“Which phone is approx?” muttered Irene, Irene had never noticed Cassandra's phone.

Irene finally pressed the switch on the screen to see which was about Cassandra's phone. Irene was grateful to be able to find Cassandra's phone easily because the woman used a photo wallpaper of herself while taking pictures at Prague Castle. Irene immediately opened the password-locked phone easily according to the technique that Tae-O had taught at that time. After successfully unlocking Cassandra's phone, Irene immediately clicked on the phone settings and entered a special code given by Tae-O to hack the phone.

“Completed,” said Irene then put the phone back.

Irene immediately went to her room to prepare to go to dinner with Zean later. On the other hand Cassandra and Allan were still busy arguing about their respective feelings.

“I love you, Cassandra,” said Allan for the umpteenth time.

Cassandra sighed for a moment, she was really frustrated in the face of Allan's attitude.

Allan who was originally standing turned to rest in front of Cassandra who was currently sitting on the bed seedlings. Allan grabbed both of the woman's hands and grasped them gently.

“I thought about this all night. You and I both lost someone to the death that separated. I don't want to wait too long anymore because we never know when our last time together,” Allan said and kissed the back of Cassandra's hand.

Cassandra frowned confusedly, she had absolutely no idea that Allan had also lost someone.

“Who is that person?” cassandra asked hesitantly, she was not sure Allan would tell her.

“Naila, her name is Akhifa Naila Sabha. One year ago I was betrothed to a woman of Arab descent and she was a translator and linguist who was already very well known in the business world. Maybe you don't know if I'm being betrothed, but I'm sure you know Naila very well,” Allan replied staring fixedly at Cassandra.

Cassandra suddenly turned pale, she trembled with Allan's gaze. Now Allan moved from his position to sit next to Cassandra. Allan smiled a smile and Cassandra looked at him strangely.

“What's up, Allan?” cassandra asked when she realized there was something strange about Allan's reaction.

Allan laughed crisply. “I should have asked you. What's up, Cassandra?” asked Allan who noticed the woman's pale face.

“Allan, I'm tired. I want to rest,” said Cassandra suddenly then she moved from her seat. However, Allan quickly pulled the woman until her body fell into the bed. Cassandra got back up, but Allan grabbed her arm.

“Let go of me, Allan!” cassandra exclaimed, but Allan was still reluctant to let go of the woman.

“I'm tired of pretending to approach you. At first I wanted to make you fall in love and it would make it easier for me to control you. I thought you'd be so easy to conquer, I was wrong. Love is not something that can be played,” said Allan.

“What do you mean, Allan?” cassandra asked, rounding her eyes full of Allan's words.

“We've been friends for a long time. However, for some reason since Bram Scoot's death, you are no longer the Cassandra Lee Damora I know. Who are you, Cassandra?” Allan asked back.

Cassandra didn't understand where Allan was going. “I really don't understand, Allan.”

Allan clenched his hands tightly, he took the pillow and threw it on the dresser and made everything on the table fall until some cosmetic containers made of glass broke. Cassandra was stunned, she trembled in fear because it seemed like Allan was being enveloped in emotion.

“Lee Da Museum, what business are you running there?” ask Allan in a high tone.

As Cassandra froze, she could not react.

“One year ago, right when my engagement day with Naila. Naila told me she got an invitation to an interpreter at one of the museums. From the beginning I was suspicious because he was hiding something from me, he wasn't as open as usual. And finally I found a private invitation card from the Lee Da Museum, I immediately searched for information but the results were nil, not a single information about the museum was loaded in any source, he said,” Allan sighed for a moment before going back to continue his words.

“That day my feelings were not calm, until the night of our engagement arrived. After the show, we ate together. While eating Naila suddenly asphyxiated, I thought it was because she was choking or allergic to one of the foods. Everyone panicked and immediately took her to the hospital. And do you know what happened to him?” allan asked throwing a cold look at Cassandra.

Cassandra just kept quiet while shaking her head slowly and waiting for Allan to continue.

“Someone poisoned her food, Naila died of poisoning,” said Allan.

Cassandra spontaneously closed her mouth in shock, she really did not know if Allan was having a difficult thing like this.

“Do you really not know or are you just pretending not to know?” allan.

Cassandra could feel her eyes starting to heat up, she felt like she was doing nothing. Cassandra begins to feel Alla is cornering her with these accusations.

“Why are you accusing me like this, Allan?” ask Cassandra who has now shed tears.

“What's true Lee Da Museum is your business?” Allan asked back.

“Iya, right,” replied Cassandra honestly.

Allan instantly pulled Cassandra and cornered the woman in the dingding. Allan looked at Cassandra with a piercing glare.

“Please, Allan. Don't be like this,” shrieked Cassandra in pain.

“What does Lee Da Museum have to do with the woman's death?” ask Cassandra who still does not understand this situation.

Allan laughed crisply. “Do not pretend to be stupid, Cassandra!”

“I really don't understand, Allan!” cassandra exclaimed in frustration to convince Allan if she really did not understand anything.

Allan nodded while smiling. “Alright, alright, I will be telling you clearly.”

“Naila got a private invitation from Lee Da Museum as a translator and that day Naila was poisoned to death, it was definitely because she was translating something from a confidential business, he understood a big secret. That's why you killed him!”

Cassandra shook her head, water dripping back from her eyes. He remembers now, one year ago there was indeed a business meeting with a client of Arab origin. At that time Cassandra asked her assistant to find a translator who could speak Arabic. Cassandra remembers now, the translator was named Akhifa Naila Sabha. So that woman is Allan's fiancee?