The Perfectionist 2: Aerospace
Trapped

"Aunty's night, have you waited a long time?" siska said to the woman who greeted at the door.

"Well, let's go in?" sahut the woman called Aunt Vio as her eyes glanced and smiled at Danisha.

Aunt Vio had already stepped in first, when Siska would also step in suddenly Danisha's hand held her back.

"Sis, I'm back!" abugn.

Siska glared, "Don't macem! We've been all the way here, just go in just belom and you want to go straight back?? Come on, let's go in!" force Siska.

"What do you want anyway?? I'm not comfortable knowing!"

"Talking around, you want me to know Aunt Vio."

"No time??"

"No... no, take it!"

Siska took Danisha's hand and forced her to step inside.

"Let's sit here. Don't be shy?" Aunt Vio invited them back.

I am not ashamed, but afraid! It's not comfortable! inner Danisha rebelled.

At the table there are various kinds of food and fresh drinks.

"Let's drink first, you must be thirsty right?" Aunty Vio again welcomed me kindly.

Siska immediately took out two glasses of drink with both hands. He thrust the glass in his left hand at Danisha.

"It's drunk." he said.

Danisha seemed hesitant to accept, but Aunt Vio's constant gaze on her made her feel bad if she refused.

Danisha received the drink from Siska, but she still held it. While Siska immediately drank it until half a glass.

"Ah, what a juice! And, let's drink! Good to know!" siska said as she turned towards Danisha.

"Gue belom thirsty." asserted Danisha while putting the glass back on the table.

Aunt Vio smiled meaningfully looking at Danisha's attitude.

"Oh yes Tan, this is Danisha. The golden child of Brigitta's Charming Model agency." said Siska.

Aunt Vio nodded while looking at Danisha, again with a meaningful smile.

"You're so beautiful, Danisha." praise Aunt Vio.

Danisha commented a smile, but seemed clumsy.

"Thank you." said Danisha, briefly.

"Do you like modeling?" ask aunt Vio.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because it's my passion."

Aunt Vio nodded again, then smiled while looking at Danisha closely.

"A girl as beautiful as you, must have a boyfriend?" aunty Vio.

Danisha was silent for a moment, she thought.

This is the guy keep going anyway? Like again my interrogation!

Siska elbowed Danisha's arm, then whispered "Tante Vio nanyain tuh!"

Danisha gasps, "Euh .. Why Auntie?"

Aunt Vio smiled.

"Nih drunk first let me not blank if invited to talk." Siska again offered the drink she had given to Danisha.

"But I ...." Danisha again tried to refuse.

"Bever drink .. windfall don't be refused!" force Siska while trying to strangle Danisha.

Danisha thrashed and held her own glass.

"Gue can be alone!" omel Danisha, then gulp it down.

"Well .. from that cake!" seloroh Siska with a smile.

Danisha drank a few sips, then put the glass back on the table.

"Where's the juice good?" ledek Siska's.

Danisha smiled faintly, she wiped her mouth with a tissue.

The conversation again took place with an atmosphere made more excited by Siska, so it did not feel the night was getting late. Danisha heard no more voices, all darkened in her sight.

*

Danisha opened her eyes slowly, her head feeling heavy. He blinked his eyes several times while holding his dizzy head.

But he felt something strange as he started to open his eyes wide.

"Where is this?" muttered.

He tried to get up from his lying position, and he was much more surprised. He saw his clothes everywhere.

"****! What the fuck?? Why am I like this??" frangipani.

He wrapped the covers around his body and picked up his clothes one by one. He still doesn't remember anything. But he was sure that he didn't go to the place he made sure was a hotel room.

With an erratic heartbeat, he rushed to the bathroom to clean himself and put on his clothes.

He remembered Siska, "Where is Siska?? Why am I here alone??" muttered.

He rushed out of the room and went to the receptionist.

"Good morning, Ma'am. Can anyone help?" greet the receptionist.

"Who brought me here? When was I taken? How's the guy??" Danisha without further ado directly inclines the question to the officer in the lobby.

"Sorry Mommy, but I don't know. I was on duty this morning." he said.

"Try checking on the guest list dong!" snapped Danisha, he started to get upset because he had realized what had happened to him.

"Sorry Mom, I ...."

"Where's the list?? Let me see!" urged Danisha.

"I'm sorry, but guests aren't allowed Ma'am."

"What about CCTV, where was the CCTV footage last night??"

"This sir, the mother wants to see the same guest list as the CCTV footage." said the receptionist.

"Sorry Ma'am, only authorized officers and only for investigation purposes can request such data from us" the security guard said.

"****!" again Danisha cursed while hitting the reception desk.

His eyes were staring around the lobby. He saw an inscription on the lobby wall, the Kharisma Hotel.

"I asked for the address of this hotel." pinta Danisha.

The receptionist immediately mentioned the address of the hotel, Danisha immediately put it in a note on her phone.

He read the nameplate in the uniform of the officers in front of him, then he type in the cell phone records.

"Thank you." Danisha immediately paid a farewell and ordered a taxi online.

Along the way he cried, he did not know how to explain it to his father and brother.

He tried to call Siska, but there was no response. He believes that Siska is behind all the events that happened to him.

Entering the Dahlia Residence area, a security guard asked his needs.

"Good morning, sorry can I know his goal?"

"I'm going to Aunt Vio's house, block C number 7."

"Well, wait a minute?"

The security guard entered the post and like last night, he seemed to call the owner of the house that Danisha was going to.

"Where, sir? Can ya??" Danisha immediately asked when the security guard had just come out of the post.

"Sorry Ma'am, but the word that guards the house of Bu Vio again left since last night." said the security guard.

Danisha clucked in annoyance, "What else is this?? But last night we were still chatting, same with me as well. What time did he leave??"

"Wow, if that's what I don't know. I was just on assignment this morning, changing shifts with my friends."

"Well, who keeps his name??" ask Danisha quickly.

"There are two people, right, ma'am, which one?"

"That's a little chubby, keeps squinting."

The security guard seemed to think for a moment, then replied "Oh, if the fat one is narrower, his name is Nasir, but his call is Aceng, Ma'am. If the other one is Danu." he explained.

"But I still have to go to Aunt Vio's house, sir. There's something I want to ask." insisted Danisha.

"I'm sorry, I can't. Last time the guard of the house was also booked with his employer, he said do not accept guests."

Danisha looked increasingly upset. The driver of the online taxi he was riding saw Danisha from the middle spy.

"Sorry Mommy, what is it?" ask the driver.

Danisha was confused, she was afraid of getting mixed up in anger. But he did not know what to do, finally the crying broke.

The taxi driver panicked to see his passengers crying. He also paid attention to the security guard, then moved away from the housing guard post and pulled over.

"Sorry Mom, if I may know ... What's the problem?" ask the driver carefully.

With a sobbing voice, Danisha replied.

"I'm framed, sir! My best friend took me home last night at 9pm, but I woke up this morning in a hotel room!"

"Astagfirullahal adzim .. How can his best friend?! How's it going?"

"He won't pick up the phone from me."

"Mending Samperin's mom to her house."

"Yes, can you get me there?"

"could. Wait a minute, my application is matiin first huh?"

"Thank you sir, I'll pay you more."

"Yes, relax. I also want to use the intention. Oh yeah, where's the address?"

"On the road of Youth, sir."

"Oh, okay-okay. We'll go straight there, will we?"

Danisha nodded and wiped her tears. Luckily, the online taxi driver was willing to be kind to help.

Arriving in front of the house of Siska, Danisha was seen pounding the gate of the house, while constantly calling out the name of Siska. The taxi he was riding in was waiting for him a bit.

"Mbak, find who?? How to make a storm?" reprimand a mother when she sees Danisha who is like a rampage.

"Siska, Mum. He's in dalem, right??"

"Who is pregnant?? He's been kicked out with Mr. RT here."

"Diusir?? Why, Mom??"

"Well, she's a real girl! Are you pregnant during marriage?? Where like to bring guys nginep also here! Often also go home at 1 o'clock at 2 am that, keep vomiting in front of here."

"Pregnant??"

"Yes, the person he once rambled himself when returning home, continued to be reprimanded with the citizens. Finally the citizens report to RT, asking that he be expelled from here. Make it so nervous!"

Danisha grew increasingly upset, he panicked because he did not find a single person who was considered to be the mastermind of the incident at the hotel.

He stepped back into the taxi waiting for him.

"Where, Ma'am?" ask the driver.

"My friends have been evicted from the house, sir, because it disturbs the environment." said Danisha, not excited.

"Mending Ma'am report to the police." suggested the driver.

"But I'm afraid, sir."

"Fear why, Mommy?"

"My family and friends will know."

"Sorry Ma'am, if the matter is sooner or later they will all know. Especially if you arrive ...."

"Pregnant??" tukas Danisha's.

The driver nodded slowly, he could not bear to see Danisha.

Danisha took a deep breath, before finally making up her mind.

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