The Plan Of Masked Man
Regrets and secret passageways

"This room must be frequented but why empty? What made master enemy enter this room?" muttered Desi put her index finger on her chin.

There was nothing suspicious, except one grave painting in front. Desi turned around and observed the painting as big as a door and its position was very parallel to the entrance of the room. With a definite step Desi walked towards the tomb painting, his hands palpating every mystical image. There's something between those watercolors. Withstanding the weight of the painting is quite surprising, Desi managed to lower the painting.

Sure enough, behind the painting there is a virtual board like on the door of the apartment. Just, what password should be entered? Surely the password is related to many events past, present or even future. Desi tries to remember several events and suppress each number, the date of the fateful day on which Asthma committed suicide. "Fragal."

The date on which a luxury house fire occurred. "Fragal."

Date of the players' cooperation. "Fear too."

"If all else fails, then what is the password that master enemy uses?" desi's great-grandson in frustration.

The sound of the car rang out from afar, making Desi rush back the painting with great difficulty. After trying for a few minutes, finally the painting can be installed in its original place and Desi also did not forget to close the door of the third room on the left. His footsteps walked up and rushed off the top floor, like getting lucky. When Desi had entered his room and a new car stopped in front of the house.

"Huft survived. I need to know where Mr. Enemy's mission package is, but how? Think on!" muttered Desi with pacing inside the room.

Chequelek

"Are you okay? Is there a problem?" ask the master enemy who opened the door of the guest room without excuse.

Desi neutralized his facial expression and looked at the enemy master who was still wearing the mask. "I'm just thinking about the kids, is this not too much. You know I love kids."

"Are you serious? Who used to give advice and now who is acting good. Come on, doctor Jelita. You're just like Sam, is there any doubt about that? No. gabe. Do your job and don't try to play with me. Remember, I am the result of your and Sam's actions." threatened mr. enemy and left Desi with a rude step.

The departure of master enemy, made Desi sigh. Supposedly from the beginning, he refused to be part of the stage play that turned out to have a grief. Who would have thought, as a result of one silly suggestion from him. It is precisely the life of a man to be ruined with a broken face. Now his life is not calm, the past continues to haunt along with the guilt that condemns every time.

Now there is no way, except intention. May there be a way and she understands every clue I give her. Or everything I do is in vain. Hope so. God help me this time, and I'm ready to come back to you. If this is the rest of my time, let me atone for all my sins. For the sake of my son Yun, I want his life to be better and without the burden of sin from me.~ Inner Desi looked at his son who was asleep beside his mission packet.

Leaving do'a hope Desi, whose real name is doctor Jelita Desiana. Mr. Enemy shifted the tomb painting and pressed some numbers, after finishing returning the painting position to its original place. His footsteps walked closer to the door of the third room and turned the door knob. Without looking right and left, master enemy entered and closed the door again.

A hole with a ladder down has been made available. With firm footsteps, his feet went down one rung of stairs after another until he ended up on the twenty-fifth rung. One fire torch is available occupying the place of the torch on the wall. With definite steps, his feet were progressively down the underground passageway. Some rooms are available with wooden doors closed, steps stopped at the last door at the end.

Chequelek

The door opened and someone was seen still in the same state, master Enemy closed the door back and left his secret passageway. Everything is still safe and in control, so the plan will not fail. After returning to the top and closing the door of the lower room. Mr. Enemy walked towards his room. First room on the left side of the stairs.

Look at the footprints slowly and carefully. His footsteps avoided any visible footprints. Now the footprints recorded are only the footprints of an intruder and not the footprints. By entering the bathroom, Mr. Enemy locked the door and now his gaze was directed at the mirror in front of him. "What a game you all play is really good, unfortunately you forget that I was the main mastermind. You don't even know who I am. Ck ck. Unfortunately you guys."

His hands removed the mask, and slowly peeled off one by one the skin with burns on his face. For five minutes cleaning his face and now a handsome face with a smirk smile is clearly visible, reflected in front of the mirror. "Look who I am. My real face."