The Heart of Old Menjakaka

The Heart of Old Menjakaka
82. My number is blocked


After thinking for a moment, Steven decided to go to Danu's office. Although the clock is in time to go home office—but Steven knows, Gugun often overtime. It was possible that he could meet her and ask about the whereabouts of Citra.


"Is Gugun in his room?" steven asked a short-haired woman. He's the receptionist's keeper.


"Right now Mr. Gugun has returned, sir," he replied with a smile.


"If it's Citra, is she here?"


"Miss Image of Putri Siregar means Father?"


"Yes." Yeah." Steven nodded in spirit.


"Picture Miss isn't here."


"Did he ever come here? Maybe the last time when?"


"Yesterday."


"Do you have the Citra number?" It's possible that the image changed the number, that's what Steven is thinking about right now. The number is always inactive.


"Not got it, sir."


All the answers of the woman was nothing satisfactory, with a quick step Steven out of the office and then into Jarwo's car.


"Home, Sir?" jarwo asked when he started the engine.


"What's home?" Just asked that Steven's blood was boiling. "I haven't seen my boyfriend yet! Quickly run the car!"


"Yes, sir." Jarwo nodded.


*


*


The car drove as Steven wished until it finally arrived at Danu's house. There was a security guard standing inside the gate and he immediately opened the iron gate when he found out if Steven was coming.


"Sore Mr. Steven," he said kindly.


Although the house was no occupants, Gugun hired a security guard and someone to take care of the house. To keep the house safe and secure.


Steven immediately got out of the car, then ran into the luxury house that happened to be unlocked.


"Partner!" pekik Steven's. His voice was loud enough to echo in the room.


"Sorry, Sir. But Miss Citra is not here," said the security guard who had just approached. He was the security guard up ahead.


"You must be lying!" steven doesn't believe it. Then he ran up the stairs, then opened Citra's room. "Partner!"


There's nobody in there. Steven stepped into the closet, then opened some of those doors. Lots of clothes in there.


Steven moved, opening several guest rooms to Danu's room. But there's nobody there. House's empty.


'Cock Image isn't here either, where is he really?' steven's inner self while biting his lower lip. 'Is he with Gugun? But where is it going?'


Slowly Steven reached into his pants pocket. He was bought a new cell phone again by Sindi and the woman advised not to destroy the phone again when angry, because later Steven will continue to change the number and so it will be difficult to contact.


Steven tried to contact Citra again. Unfortunately, the number is still inactive.


With lethargic steps he walked down the stairs.


"Right, sir, Miss Citra doesn't exist" said the security guard, who saw Steven pass by. The handsome man immediately stopped his steps, then turned his head.


"Did Citra come here?"


"Yesterday night, sir. But in the morning Mr. Gugun came and took Miss away."


Hearing that answer, Steven immediately ran out of Danu's house, then got into the car.


"Where are we going now, sir?" ask Jarwo.


Jarwo nodded quickly.


*


*


After a few minutes, Jarwo's car arrived at a large apartment building. The building is owned by Danu and Steven remembers that Gugun lived in one of those units.


"Good afternoon, Mr. Steven," said a security guard who had just seen Steven arrive. He certainly knows Steven because the man used to come there with Danu.


"Is Gugun in his apartment?" ask Steven


"Sir Gugun hasn't come home yet, sir."


"Not home yet? Where the hell is he?" Steven took his phone in a pants pocket. Before that he asked Gugun for the number of the man in front of him, then he contacted Gugun.



Unfortunately the call was not answered like yesterday. He has been called five times. Then, Steven sent a chat to the man.


...[.Gun, it's me Steven. Why did you bring Citra's stuff from my apartment? And where is Citra?]...


5 Minutes of chat was sent, but only tick two. Never reply, not read.


Steven sent another chat.


...[.Gun, I want to talk to Citra. I'm sure you're with him right now. Take her to my apartment right now!]...


...[.Gun ... I know Citra is mad at me. But tell him that if I want to apologize, we can solve this matter well and with a cool head. I want to meet Citra, Gun.]...


It's been three chats that Steven sent and with a 5-minute pause. But there was no reply or sign if the chat was read. And even suddenly the profile photo on the Wh*tsApp application is actually missing. Steven saw a picture of Gugun.


"Is my number blocked?" Steven wanted to make sure whether or not, he called Gugun's number again and now he's not connected. It's clear that Steven's number is blocked. "Kok blocked? What a bummer, anyway?!" Steven's breath immediately went up and down, the crown felt hot.


"Who's blocking, sir?" ask the security guard who overheard what Steven said.


"Si Gugun's. Try calling him, ask him where he is!" tell Steven.


The guard shook his head. "Not good, sir. That's not polite."


"It's okay, just tell him I'm waiting for him. And say also if he doesn't come .. This apartment building wants me to burn!"


The man's eyes immediately opened. Surprised by Steven's words. "Burned? You're crazy, aren't you? This building belongs to the late Mr. Danu and will later belong to Miss Citra."


"But the image of my wife! Gugun took him away! I can't take it and this apartment I'm going to burn because I'm angry!" shouts Steven with both hands firmly clenched.


"Father married Miss Citra?" The guard's forehead flinched. His face indicates that he does not believe. "Don't you joke, you're old? Miss Citra time want to be the same—"


"Whatdidyou say? You're saying I'm old?!" sergeant Steven gritted his teeth. He really doesn't like it if anyone says it's old. The fact is, he is old. "You don't have a glass in the house? Your face is even wrinkled!"


Suddenly, Steven clutched the man's neck, then brushed it firmly to make him look in shock. "According to my request or you will be the deceased!" threaten him with bulging eyes.


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