THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S

THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER XIII


Jay's office, Cartwright building.


“Oh ****, is he angry. Is he jealous. What mom said


later?”, confused Jay.


“Bruuuk”, sprawl her body onto the sofa while kneeling


his forehead was tired. His reddened eyes held anger over his selfishness


just now, make Jay sit down and reach for the phone near him.


“Jeff, follow young mistress!”


“Iii..follow where the boss. Isn't the madam with you now?”


“Damn you Jeff, if he's here for what do I tell you?”


“Sorry boss, I don't know”.


“Give kids from base camp”.


“Siap bos”.


“All IT parts hack CCTV kota”.


“OK bos”.


After that Jay tidied up the tie and clothes were messy due to the act


Selly's. Head to the break room to change his tangled clothes. Forepart


he washed his face with water many times. Attempt to eliminate


trace Selly from there. But I can't. With annoyance his right hand punched


the mirror and the mess, smashed to pieces onto the floor.


“Fuck, why am I so a jerk”, regretted so many times.


Washing water dripping from the face as well as messy hair, it


looking at the regretful face from there, how his head seemed to break.


A second later,


“Blaamm”, door slammed.


Jay picked up the bag on the table, headed out of the room. Without


look he said,


“Selly I have affairs outside, cancel all schedules today.


Switch tomorrow!”


“Good Mr. Jay”.


Jay stepped into the elevator. Smirk Selly is getting wider and radiant


the euporia of excitement was so obvious on her face. Unfortunately, it was not caught


eyes Jay.


“Ting”.


Right on the reception desk. Jay left the office


turn toward the officer who is making a phone call.


“Em Santi”.


“Ya Mr's. Jay”.


“Tell Andrew to handle my assignment today. I forgot


saying earlier”.


“Good pak”.


“Remember Santi convey now via phone ya”, he stressed once


any more.


“Oke boss, hope your trip is fun”, he replied while


cupped hands.


Stopping a finger, he called out to the security near the door


enter the building and say,


“Call my driver here!”, he said.


“OK bos”.


Inside Jay's car repeatedly massage his twitching temple


restrain emotions. His soul was lost for a moment thinking about the possibilities


he will face it, especially his mother who will certainly be very sad.


“This is crazy”, the curse is in the heart. “How can I get stuck in


game Selly?”


“Where are we boss?”, asked Jeff who is currently driving.


“There is latest info about young mistress?”


“Not boss but our IT experts say if the car is driven


pak Tarno was driving out of town”.


“Is he in a hurry?”


“Em...no boss. The normal rate is about sixty kilometers per


jam”.


“Did it appear the car was entering the city again?”


“It doesn't seem bos”.


“Damn, where is he late at night?”


“Bos, young mistress heading to lek village Parjo in prigen”.


“Apaa!”


The Prigen mountain range.


The air is beautiful and fresh, not much pollution here. The road that goes up


and a sharp twist, is a common sight. The natives have been


getting used to the environment, it will feel different from people from outside


the region sees the situation as a terrible experience.


Especially the area of horse statues on the right and left side is an estate


and a flower garden. If there are houses, it is rare.


Tarno has years of experience as a driver


trucks are used to it. Transport goods between cities and even between provinces


it was a habit he used to have in the Cartwright company. Yeah, she's


he was one of Jay's company drivers before being named family driver


because of his services to Mr. Bob, Jay's biological father.


Mama Laura's husband, who died of premeditated murder.


The eyes of a normal person are like murder by a sharp weapon, on that fateful night


he came home from the office and was being mobbed by four large-bodied men and


wearing veil.


the car is alone because it will give a surprise birthday party to the


his wife, deliberately done because the driver was told to pick up the wife


to his secret party.


A lonely night did not appear to be any corporate security at the gate,


made him suspect nothing. Until then came to four people


they carry their daggers in their right hands.


Without Bob preparing against them using his bare hands,


outnumbered and outstripped on the ground with blood spilling from the chest


his stomach.


Company security guards that have been disabled and tied by opponents


you can only buy eyes without making a sound. They were horrified and crying deeply


silent when the sadistic scene of the massacre of the master is clearly drawn


through security surveillance cameras.


Laying helpless Bob left the person who attacked him,


they fled eastward in a silver van.


Tarno's out loading in the warehouse of the company's parts


the back was about to go home after days of transporting raw materials from


West Java, make Mr.'s life. Bobby was saved even a month later


died in a horrible way. He recovered completely after being treated from home


sick but heart failure attack, deadly.


Glancing his net back he rolled it to his young master on the bench


passengers. He who is unable to string sweet words as comfort


make him quiet while driving his vehicle slowly. Until it is controlled


which is full of plantations and rice fields that seem to thrive


everywhere, he heard a command.


“Pak we're down here!”, point it at a nearby rice field area


with a river where villagers usually wash and bathe.


“But non home lek Parjo is still far”.


“What's wrong, sir. It is also his rice field”.


“Non what do you want here?” he asked when his net glanced at him


the employer who takes off his shoes.


“Wait here sir, I'll sit in the big rock in the middle of the rice field


it”.


“But non”, want to continue the sentence not so when looking


the face of his enthusiastic-looking master with a slight smile was raised from the


her pretty lips.


He could not bear to let and just wait on the edge of the rice field


looking around ensured the safety of the young lady.


Suti stepped steadily towards his favorite rock. It is that


usually walk carefully, tend to rush to reach the place immediately.


A moment later the right leg was lifted with the second focus


his hands on the rock. The slightly rough surface of the stone does not shrink


his determination.


A second later the cross-legged position facing west was staring


the forest grove far away there is reached. Closing your eyes, enjoying the breath


the afternoon wind brings relaxation.


He threw away all the shadows in Jay's office this afternoon.


The intimate position of her husband with the secretary on the work desk is illustrated by


evidently. Decapan kiss the lips of the two creatures who are familiar with it


back up, he shook his head many times. In his heart


lamenting,


“Mother this heartache. Throw away my suffering. Mother


let me come with you. This burden of life I no longer want to bear.


Mother please me”.


A second later Suti's head fell down and looked at the stone


the place where he sits at the moment. It looks then Suti's body jerks as if


aware of something. His pupils turned green with an evil aura within.


When Adzan isya’ reverberated from musholla in the middle of the countryside, he returned


normals.


A sumringah smile emanated from her pale face exposed to the wind


at night, he went down from there to Tarno who was waiting. Unaware


there was a change from the employer he opened the passenger door.


“We where else is non?”


“Go home pak”.


“Ke city means what to his uncle non?” house


“Mama Laura”, only short voice heard.


“Brrrrrrrm”.


The car drove back between the hills and the winding road


swooping sharply. Zein lights are turned on as lights between the silence of the night


it was suddenly silent as if a magical creature was passing by. Unthinkable


little by Tarno, as this was a rural area.


“Tin....tin....tin”.


The gate opened, and the car drove to the front entrance


cartwright Mansion. Wati the housekeeper opened the door and


saying welcome to his young mistress who was reciprocated only by


nod, before heading to his room on the second floor.


While Tarno took his car to the garage, a moment was about to


closing the car door, he felt a chill blow. Feeling strange about him


rubbed his neck and looked around, nothing. He also opened the door


next to the garage, go to the room to rest.