The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Utilizing Weaknesses

His hand deftly grabbed the door hendel and immediately twisted in a very slow motion. He hoped that he would not make a sound that would make his plan go to waste because it was discovered.

After the door could open because it was not locked by the two men, the girl immediately looked at the surrounding situation. Once again deserted, no one who looked from Clara's sight observed the room.

A wide oval-shaped open-air room. There are four white cream— two long and two short— sofas on the outskirts and also several lined doors. There are also some glass cabinets that seem to fill the room full of collections of antique ornaments.

"Did I go out and hide first?" the whisper returned to the heart.

His hand gripped tightly against the doorknob. With his left foot he went out of there.

"Yes, God. Take care of me, save me" he said, praying.

The girl immediately walked out of the room and closed the door quietly without making a sound. Both eyes stared vigilantly at the vast oval-shaped middle room while settling down and running as fast as possible towards the back of the large sofa chair that was in the corner for a moment to hide. He does not know where the exit is, many doors with similar shapes. He was confused which one to choose.

The bustling sounds coming from the space beside him hiding sounded increasingly clear after the door opened, they all seemed to have been about to exit. Clara's guts grew shrinking, as everyone came out and there were more than ten people.

The girl closed both eyes, her body getting into the sidelines of the back of the sofa chair so as not to be seen and until caught. His body trembled with fear, especially when he felt a man open the door of the room where he was held.

"The girl wasn't in the room!" shouted one of the men while running to the center of the room.

Everyone who was about to head to their respective posts after the briefing immediately ran closer to the room where Clara was locked up.

"Stupid! Why can it escape! Quick search!" snapped the burly man who was their leader with a face of anger.

"So, the girl was eating, boss," replied the man who had been assigned to guard Clara while looking down wrongly.

The head's face looked furious. The man looked at each of his subordinates with hard jaws, tightening his teeth to hold back the wrath of his subordinates' stupidity.

"Dissociate, and find the girl quickly!" loud shouting.

"Well, sir," replied his men in unison.

"Cut off his legs if you need to!" snapping at the man with a loud voice, he felt confident that at this time the girl was still hiding inside the house and had not managed to escape.

Clara swallowed with great difficulty. His body grew cowering, hiding with a frightened face and his hands trembling.

***

Meanwhile somewhere else.

Teshar parked the car after arriving at the residence belonging to Bima's grandfather, his steps were rushed when he set foot in the yard. He even ignored some of the house servants who greeted. His mind was completely engulfed in disarray.

After checking the footage from the surveillance camera inside the apartment unit connected to his cell phone, it is true that the little girl is no longer there. Teshar is aware of the threat he is receiving, and is upset that Jeff has gone beyond what he anticipated.

“Where are you?" the handsome man asked as his feet were tracing inside the house.

“I went straight there," said Teshar as he ran small towards the top floor where his grandfather's study was located.

”Please, sir," replied the waiter giving way.

Teshar walked down the stairs in quick steps, down the corridor for a while until he reached the end of the room. He sighed, trying to regulate his rhythm and calmness in overcoming this problem. He did not expect the girl to drop her calm in thinking and strategizing. The image of a plain face and the obedience of her little girl again made her mind snare everywhere.

“Clara, are you okay?" he muttered softly, his feet stopped stepping right in front of his grandfather's office door. His mind fell back on the girl.

After a moment, Teshar knocked on the door until the sound of Grandpa Bima was heard telling him to come in, then he dared to open the door.

"Come in, my grandson," said Bima walking over.

The old man who looked fit at his eighty years old smiled. Teshar lowered his head in salute before stepping closer to his grandfather.

"How can you be so careless! It's not like you usually are, Teshar," Bima said.

Teshar immediately sat down with his head bowed. His hands clasped tightly together and rested on his knees. He tried to negotiate with his grandfather, although what he offered might not mean much to his grandfather.

"What can you do for Grandpa?" bima asked while sitting down to take a chair opposite to his grandson.

"Grandfather knows that the girl's missing?" teshar asked with a curious heart.

"I told you, finding information about you is so easy" he replied with a chuckle.

Seeming a stroke of age adorned his face, but the serenity is very obvious from a Bima Indira, Teshar felt awkward every time he had to face the parents of his father. Everything he knew was always successfully countered by his grandfather.

"Give Teshar the help of a bodyguard, Grandpa," got Teshar with a serious face.

Bima sighed before finally the old man gushed out slowly. The man full of life experience knows what Teshar wants. The grandson still feels under the supervision of his parents so it should not be arbitrary in involving the bodyguard who still has to do with Clara.

"Your own bodyguard?" behind Bima as if testing a grandson who is not so familiar with it while handing a bottle of soft drink to Teshar.

"I only have a few loyal ones by my side, and I don't want to involve them in the search for that girl, Grandpa. I hope Grandpa understands what I'm afraid of," explained Teshar immediately given a nod to Bima.

"Take whatever you need. Even the one in your father's house is actually loyal to your grandfather," the grandfather said.

"Sorry, Teshar is too busy working so things like this escape observation" Teshar replied humbly.

Bima laughed, he immediately got up while looking at Teshar for a moment until he finally walked up to the desk he used to use all day to just read and spend time.

He confirmed his glasses before opening the chocolate map lying on the table. Teshar was still watching.

"Jeff will definitely press on by using the girl as your weakness" Bima said as she glanced at Teshar.