The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Will you marry me?

My heart started pounding, and my body trembled as the elevator took my body straight to the sixty-seventh floor. What will the kidnapper do? the closer the kidnapper, the more restless and agitated my feelings became.

I'm the lyric of the man standing straight without expression." Who's your boss really?" I ventured to ask him despite his cold flat face.

"Don't ask a lot of questions later you'll know who my boss is." Say it without seeing me.

I swallowed my saliva to get such an answer. I'm sorry, there should be no need to ask if the response just made me bite my finger.

In the middle of the residence we arrived when the elevator stopped. A few seconds later, the elevator door opened. The cold man walked first and I tailed behind him.

We walked through a long hallway with blue lights. At the end of the hallway is a Henshin name. After being at the end of the hall we turned to the right and from the opposite direction a woman wearing a black short skirt and black shirt greeted us and led us back into an elevator.

After coming out of the elevator I was stunned to see the scenery that there is a lounge that looks luxurious and quite a lot of visitors. Not a few of them looked at us there were only a glimpse of some who stared at us for quite a long time.

The woman continued to take us until entering a glass elevator and after being in the glass elevator again I was astonished to see the scenery. Inside the elevator presents a view to the Jakarta city at night.

After the elevator door opened the woman came out first and was followed by the cold man while I tailed behind him. My gaze circled the surrounding area and for the third time I was stunned to see such an amazing sight. How astonished, I am currently above sixty-eight levels. And where I am now is a luxury glass-walled restaurant that looks very clear blips Jakarta city that is so beautiful and pampering the eyes and can not be expressed with words. And most visitors to the restaurant are lovers or husband and wife but there is also a family. I make sure the people who are in this restaurant are people who have thick pockets.

It turns out true said the driver that this building is the tallest building in Jakarta if I look at the surrounding buildings because it looks very clear from where I am currently.

I really don't understand why the kidnapper wanted to meet me at a restaurant that I thought was so luxurious and located on the sixty-eighth floor? why not in a barn or a house? it makes me very surprised.

I glanced at the two people standing watching my movements. Maybe in their eyes I am a new village stepping foot into this luxurious restaurant. In addition to the appearance of me dressed in a village my behavior also seems to be a village.

"Actually where is your boss holding my son? why are you taking me to this restaurant?"I ventured to ask again because I was really wondering why the kidnapper told me to come to this luxurious restaurant.

They looked at each other then the cold man was like giving an aba and then the woman seemed to nod.

"Excuse me, mba!" said the woman then left and I watched her leave."Who's that woman?"I asked while looking at the woman's back.

"Staff."The man replied short and flat.

"O." Oo." I just found out that the woman was a guest guide staff who visited this restaurant.

"Where's your boss now?"

"My boss is in the private dining room."

My forehead is wrinkling."Private dining room! what else does that mean?"

He did not answer but left. I shook my head to see it but even so I still tailed behind him even though in an annoyed manner.

Then he stopped his steps and looked at me."Please climb up the stairs." Point it at a staircase four meters from where we stand. I followed the direction of his index." My boss is waiting for you upstairs."Reciprocity.

"Is my son there too?"

"Of course."

"You're not lying, are you?"

"Hey, you haven't answered my question." Speak to me in a voice loud enough to invite several pairs of eyes to turn towards me. But the man did not heed my calling nor did he turn his head.

"Basic kanebo dry." Umpat I'm upset.

After the cold man moved away from my gaze around the surroundings it appeared that several pairs of eyes were still watching me but I did not care and then moved closer to the stairs leading to the top floor. Slowly I climbed it, at that moment I felt the sensation of floating above the clouds and enough to make my heart pounding. How not to feel like that, because next to the stairs is a glass wall that directly displays the view on land.

Until arriving upstairs I was again dumbfounded to look around. Just like on the sixty-eighth floor, on this floor is also a luxury restaurant that presents a view to the Jakarta area but looks quiet and there is no single visitor.

"Where is the kidnapper?"

I stepped my feet about to circle the lonely restaurant. But only a few steps I was shocked by the sprinkling of red roses on the floor. But what astonished me was that the sprinkling of flowers was elongated. I felt like I was hypnotized by a sight that caught my attention enough and subconsciously followed the direction of the flower sprinkles to the end.

When I reached the end of the flower I raised my face. Right in front of my eyes there is a red rose in a heart-shaped design that is quite large. But what makes me wonder is that in the middle of the flower there is an English writing that is quite large and makes both my eyebrows intertwined to see the writing.

"Will you marry me?" I read the book in a loud voice.

"Mama!" the voice of the toddler that I miss so much and I worry about is behind me.

"Zayn!" say me. Then I impatiently turned around.

At once both my pupils were perfectly rounded and my mouth was wide enough to see who my son's kidnapper really was. A handsome man, young and rich. A man who's been around for almost two months has never heard from me and has never seen me. A man I miss so much and a man I hope to prove.

"Tray...Raihan!" I said with a surprised face because I was right as if I was having a beautiful dream right now.

While holding Zain, Raihan gave a smile that looked so warm and sweet in my eyes that I was hypnotized by him and forgot Zain in his carrier.

"Mama!" rephrase Zain.

I'm flabbergasted. Zain's call awakened me from the feeling of being out of nowhere after seeing the man who had failed me yet I longed to be in front of me at this moment.

Raihan stepped closer to me with a smile that did not escape his lips.

"Mama!" Zain called me back as his hands stretched out to reach me.

"Zayn!" I immediately took over Zain from Raihan's sling.

I hugged Zain tightly and I kissed him all over his face." Mama misses you too much, son. Zain has made my mother very worried." Zain did not respond to my words but smiled smirkingly and kissed my face back.

"I'm sorry, it's worrying the mba." Raihan arrived to say.

I turned my eyes to the man who had taken my son without his permission.

"So this is all you Rai? So what does all this mean? All this time you've never met me even told me you didn't. And now you have taken Zain and brought him here without my knowledge. And you sent me a message as if you were a kidnapper and asked me to come here. What does all this mean Rai?"I vented my frustration at Raihan.

"Don't you tell me not to see Mba again? Hasn't the mba changed my phone number so I can't call mba anymore? even mba is no longer wearing my gift items." Raihan flipped over the words that made me barely able to swallow my saliva. At that time I was upset, angry and disappointed with him so I told him not to see me anymore and broke my prepaid phone card so that he could no longer contact me. But it turns out that what I did to him was taken seriously by him. Raihan really didn't see me never even called me.

If only he knew that day and night I expected him to come and explain what he had done to me. And if only he knew that the woman wanted to be understood but unfortunately Raihan did not seem to be deaf to it.