The Dark Notes of Malang Girl
Amanda Disappeared

Zack took a deep breath in order to unravel the nervous feeling that had taken hold of him. Since then his heart beat not because of, until it felt like it wanted to explode. Sweat was reluctant to stop pouring on his forehead, which made him have to spend a box of tissue on the table. 

"I think I have a sweat gland abnormality!" 

What makes him sweat is a nervous feeling. Zack had even glanced at the watch that circled his wrist a few times. It had been almost an hour that he waited for Amanda, but his heart was not yet showing the trunk of his nose. 

Zack tries to distract himself by staring at a ring his mother gave him. Tonight she's gonna ask Amanda with that beautiful ring. 

"I love you, Amanda." 

The man smiled. He had promised himself that if Amanda accepted his love, he would leave the black world he had been living and live a normal life with Amanda, the woman who had already seized her heart without leaving even the slightest space. 

the vibration of the mobile phone felt in the pocket of the suit blew away the man's daydream. 

"Mauren?" Wrinkles engraved on both of Zack's eyebrows look at the name printed on the phone. Without a second thought, Zack shifted the green symbol to connect with the driver. 

"Master!" The sound of Mauren panicked. 

"What's wrong? Why are you guys taking so long?" 

Silence is created for a few moments. Just heard the heavy breath of Mauren on the other end of the phone. 

"Sir, please hurry, Miss Amanda is missing!" lirih Mauren's. 

Mauren's report was like a lightning strike for Zack. He immediately stood up leaving his seat. 

"What do you mean Amanda's missing?" the man shouted as if impatient. 

"I just arrived at the salon where Miss Amanda asked to be picked up. But, the salon employee said Miss Amanda was picked up by someone ten minutes ago." 

For a while, Zack felt his sanity fly out of nowhere. Bad thoughts had already overshadowed his heart. His suspicions only went to one person. 

Shara .... 

"Where are the people I ordered to keep an eye on Amanda?" yelled Zack frustrated. 

"They didn't see Miss Amanda coming out, sir. The salon employee said the guy who picked up Miss Amanda asked to come out the back door." 

Unable to master Anger, Zack gripped the phone in his hand until the screen cracked. Luckily, the phone can still be used. 

"Quickly check all the CCTV that is in the salon and its surroundings. Find Amanda or you all die in my hands!" 

Connection interrupted. Zack feels like he's going crazy right now. But, he tried to think calmly and not rashly. A little mismoving Amanda would have been a victim. 

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Amanda opened her eyes in surprise when she felt a sudden burst of water hit her body. Slowly the woman scanned the entire room. He was in a foreign room with his body shackled by a rope. 

"How are you doing Amanda? Do you still remember me?" 

Amanda stared angrily at the owner of the voice standing right in front of her. Despite wearing a mask, Amanda is still able to recognize who the owner of the voice is. 

As much as Amanda's energy wriggled to escape. Not only was his body wrapped around the rope, his mouth was covered with a cloth. 

"Why? You want to attack me like you've been doing all this time?" Shara laughed, then took off the mask that covered her face. "Better save your strength first, because we'll have fun." 

Shara held the bottle in her hand. Then he hit the wall until the glass bottle was broken leaving half of it with a pointed tip. 

"You remember, my face was deformed like this because it was scratched by broken glass. You know what it feels like? That's right." 

The woman crouched down in front of Amanda. Then remove the cloth he used to smother his mouth. 

"Take me off, Shara? Are you crazy?" 

Shara simply responded to Amanda's words with a cynical laugh. Next to his hand immediately grabbed Amanda's hair as hard as possible, so Amanda had to grimace when she felt her hair like it was about to be pulled from the scalp. 

"How does it feel? Sick, right?" The crazy woman published a smirk. 

"What do you want? Do you think by killing me you will escape the law?" said Amanda while enduring the pain. 

"What do I want? Look at the end of this broken glass. It would hurt a lot if you scratched your face. You should try it." 

Amanda's pair of eyes closed as Shara pointed the pointed tip of the bottle to her face. 

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