The Ghost Writers
Where is my daughter?

Of course, the arrival of Mr. Ningrat and his men makes me anxious considering that there are many people at home, especially the Robby family. I see Robby also seems tense when parking his vehicle. I went to where Agatha was sitting and she immediately patted Robby's left shoulder from where she was. Robby spontaneously looked.

"I'll stay in the car just in case. The rear front car camera is on, right?" agatha asked in a whisper, but her eyes flashed sharply into Mr. Ningrat's car. Robby nodded slowly.

"Huff."

I exhaled a deep breath because of the worry. Moreover, I did not see one of the Robby family members who came out of the house to greet us as usual. The tumbens around the house were also deserted whether they were indeed gone or threatened by Mr. Ningrat's men, no one knew. Robby clasped my hand tightly and nodded slowly.

"We'll be fine. Trust me," said Robby, looking at me intently, and I'm still silent, even though this heart feels ready to faint if something bad happens. Moreover, I am pregnant! Oh, God protect me.

We both got out of the car slowly. I can't cover my tense face because I still clearly remember the incident when Mr. Ningrat's men tried to catch us and did not hesitate to damage Agatha's car. I looked at Mr. Ningrat's face that didn't look me in the slightest, though I'm sure if he knew me and Robby were walking towards him.

"Mr Ningrat? How are you?" hello Robby is friendly with a smile and holds my hand tightly.

I saw Mr. Ningrat raise his chin and still show his position as a powerful man. I ignored it, because I was more interested in his neat-looking men standing around the house. I counted in silence to find out their numbers, as well as find out, what happened to the residents of the house because it was so quiet.

"Where's my daughter?" ask him in response to Robby's question. Practically, my gaze returned to him.

"You mean ... Madame Empress?" answer Robby. Mr. Ningrat did not answer, but winked.

Hem, the style of the rich and ordinary people is different, but ... may also be used as a character conglomerate of my new novel later. Mr. Ningrat's style is cool, my mind is in the midst of panic that sees an opportunity. I watched Mr. Ningrat's movements in silence.

"Isn't ... The Empress Lady was in the house of the late Roman script? There's even a cop guarding the house" continued Robby who seemed to start playing the drama, because he actually knew where my boss' wife had gone.

"Don't fool me, Robby Purnama. Your police friends haven't guarded Aksara's house since yesterday afternoon. The Queen no longer uses the services of the police. Don't you think I don't know," he replied, now glancing sharply at the two of us.

Honestly, he who does not do much movement, even talking without shouting, but full of emphasis, has made my heart beat fast. A ruler does have a different aura. I can feel a strong inner pressure within Mr. Aksara when it comes to dealing with his in-laws. I kept quiet and entrusted all the answers to Robby.

"If you really know everything, why come here and look for the whereabouts of the Empress?"

THE CZECH!

"Oh!" it was my shock to step back as Robby pulled my hand and put this body behind her.

I began to be wary with scanning eyes around as Mr. Ningrat began to show his feet as he got out of the car. A bodyguard swiftly opened the car door for his master. I saw Mr. Ningrat come out of the luxury vehicle and clasped a dragon-headed stick that looked as if it was made of gold. Mr. Ningrat stood in front of us with a glare of sharp eyes.

"Don't test me, Robby Purnama," he said.

Robby took a deep breath.

"The management can still contact your daughter this morning before the press conference. The queen said she couldn't come because she was sick. That's all we know. About your daughter not in her house, we don't know. Why don't you just try calling her?" ask Robby calmly and speak carefully.

"Mrs Empress blocked Mr. Ningrat's number and the rest of the family," replied a man who showed himself from sitting in the middle of the newly realized if Mr. Ningrat was accompanied.

"You ...," said Robby with a frown like recognizing the handsome, stern-faced man.

"Yes, she's my son-in-law," replied Mr. Ningrat with his chin raised again and two hands resting on the dragon's head.

Oh... This is the rumored husband candidate? Cute. Eh? my inner self, but I immediately realized that praising another man is not my husband. Astaghfirullah azim.

"On that .. we don't want to interfere and get involved, Mr. Ningrat. It's your family's business" Robby stressed, but ....

"And now it's your family's business to have hidden my daughter's whereabouts! Tell me where he is so I can get out of this place immediately, or you, want to cause trouble if it complicates him, Robby Purnama," he said.

"And you as a Father have been remiss in his duty!" say someone who speaks loudly from inside the house.

Practically, my eyes bulged and spontaneously turned as I found my father-in-law coming out of the house with a fierce face that he had never shown during my time as his son-in-law.

"Mr-Mr?" call Robby until he stutters.

Maybe he was also shocked because his father suddenly appeared from inside the house. I saw Jelita and the others peeking out the door with the others. However, Mr. Ningrat's men like to keep them from leaving the house. Just how, can you?

"Sir. Let Robby do this with Mr. Ningrat. You just go inside with Alia," said Robby looking at his father's clingy and soft talk, but I can see if you look at Mr. Ningrat's eyes sharp. These two men looked at each other in silence, but I could see embers of fire between them.

I feel the tension between two men with almost the same body size. The difference is, the style of Mr. Haji, while Mr. Ningrat, like an executive because it wears exclusive stelan.

"The reason a child can be to close himself from the family, only one. He's disappointed. The empress ran away because her life was depressed. I knew this when I saw his way of speaking and behaving when the surname of Ningrat was called. Though it was only from the television gossip show," answered the father who made me almost smile because of his last words, despite putting on a fierce face.

I saw Mr. Ningrat narrowing his eyes still staring at Father-in-law sharply. My heart was pounding again. Mr. Ningrat's daughter-in-law, whom I don't know by name, whispered. The father of the Empress was like listening to what was conveyed by her seriously because after that, Mr. Ningrat nodded.

"Call the Empress now and ask her whereabouts," asked Mr. Ningrat.

"I didn't hear the word please" said the father with a lazy face.

"Please" asked the polite son-in-law.

When Robby was about to pull out his cell phone, I held my husband's hand. Robby and I spontaneously turned to the Father because he even took a cell phone from one of the pants pocket.

"How many numbers?" ask the father who asked himself.

However, Mr. Ningrat was silent. My eyes narrowed in anticipation of something. And apparently, you think so too.

"Hp number does not know? I only memorized the phone numbers of my three children including other brothers and sisters, even Alia's mobile number. Do you not realize, trivial things like this are just ignored? It is only fitting that the Empress leaves because she feels she is not cared for. You should be sensitive as Father," said the Father who stared intently at Mr. Ningrat.

I could see the breath of the Empress's father roaring and growing stronger the dragon's scepter.

"08 ..," said the prospective daughter-in-law who apparently memorized the number of the Empress Lady.

He deftly pressed the numbers on his cell phone. He even spelled out the call like he wanted to show something.

"Yes, hello?" replied a man who surprised us all, including the Father.

"Yes, hello. I'm sorry, is this really the Queen's number?" ask me kindly even though his face is tense.

"Oh yes, sir. Formerly. However, the beautiful mother had already sold it to me including a cell phone," replied the man we did not know sound relaxed.

Suddenly, Mr. Ningrat snatched my phone in haste. He was shocked, but he seemed to understand his condition. He let his phone be used even though he had a bad face.

"Where is my daughter?" asked Mr. Ningrat with an erratic look.

"Attent. What ... You're the father of the beautiful Mother with shoulder-length hair who sold me this phone and number?" the man asked, sounding a little nervous.

"Yes, I'm his father. Where's my daughter?"

"Oh, briefly. I recorded a message from my daughter before she left" replied the man who made us all tense. "Here meet. Here, Sir. My son had left a message saying, 'If my father named Ningrat called, tell him. Me and the kids are gone. There is no intention for us to return. Sorry, but we've lived enough under your pressure. We are not dolls that have no feelings. May you always be healthy. Greetings from P, G, D. Goodbye.' Sorry, Mister. But it seems, your family problems are quite complicated. Better get it done soon. That's all I can say and please, don't link this to me and my family. I don't know where your son went."

Mr. Ningrat's eyes widened. The man hung up his phone call. I saw that Mr. Ningrat was about to collapse because the future son-in-law immediately held his two arms strong. The father swiftly grabbed his phone and put it in his pocket. I'm confused by this condition, but it seems ... Mr. Ningrat was about to cry.

"I'm sorry, but .. we beg you first. Thank you for the help. See you," said the prospective daughter-in-law as if to say goodbye.

However, when Mr. Ningrat was seated in the middle of the car, his right hand stuck out like he wanted to reach the Father-in-law. I was surprised including Robby. But, you seem to realize that. He approached towards the window of the car next to Mr. Ningrat sitting down.

"W-what do I have to do as a father to get my daughter back?" the question surprised me enough.

He smiled and welcomed his hand. I held Mr. Ningrat's hand with both hands.

"Children are the greatest treasure of all parents. Their love makes us happy. You replace all the love that the Empress has given you over the years with power, wealth, pressure, and self-esteem. So ... let go of what you've exchanged. Pray for your daughter's heart to be open and guided back to the family" said the father who made me quite surprised.

Sure enough, the words of the Father made Mr. Ningrat cry. Just this time I saw a man like him close his eyes with tears dripping even though the sound of sobs was inaudible. Mr. Ningrat nodded as he pulled his hand as he stretched his arms. Mr. Ningrat's side car window closed and the luxury car drove away from the house followed by another vehicle escorting him.

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