The Sugar Daddy Heritage
A Rescue Or a Rescue?
“Liana, what do you mean?” Barli asked his brother after Vania left.
“I just spoke to the doctor. Papi's death is highly suspicious. I've also contacted the hotel not to tamper with the room that Papi rented until the police arrived.” Liana said to Barley.
“Po-police? Did you report to the police?”
“Of course. Where's your wits, Barli? Can you just take Papi's sudden death for granted? That woman must have killed him!”
Barli. He knows Vania. The girl was indeed capable of doing anything for the sake of property and office. But to kill? Vania couldn't even pat a fly! “Vania, he's not a killer. Why would he have to kill Papi? After all he can already take Papi's heart and make all his.”
“Then who do you think killed Papi?” Liana looked at Barli sharply.
“Are you sure Papi was killed?” ask Barli worried. This question is too complicated. All beyond his senses. Papi may have many enemies, but who would take Papi's life? Barli hopes his father will only have a heart attack because he is too excited to face his half-year-old girlfriend. Vania!
Liana exhaled. He was annoyed that Barli could be so naive. “Police will investigate the case. Papi's body will be autopsied and once the results come out, we'll see. My feeling is that Papi died of murder and that Vania was the culprit. He's the last person to be with Papi.”
After saying so, Liana was immediately busy contacting her lawyer. Before long some police officers came, followed by curious gazes of hospital visitors. After a while, that very night, replace the reporters storming like ants swarming with sugar. They patiently waited in the emergency room, questioning anyone they could meet, while waiting for someone more competent to make a statement.
“Goodnight Viewers. Johan Baroto, a prominent businessman and one of the richest people in Indonesia, has just been found dead in a hotel room. We have not been able to confirm the cause of death. We are currently awaiting an official statement from the relevant parties. I, Marlon Brando report from the hospital.” A journalist talks to a microphone in front of the camera.
“This will be national news, Bro!” sahut Beni the cameraman after turning off the camera. He smiled widely, feeling quite satisfied with their short live broadcast.
“Pastya! I asked a few people at the hotel. Do you know who Johan chek is in?” Marlon whistled long before answering his own question, “sexy girls his own age!”
“We have to find out his name. Do you think his girlfriend is still inside?” Beni cawed trying to peek at the glass door of the ER room.
“You see no, beautiful woman wearing a miniskirt? No mistake, he must be the one. Last person with victim.” Marlon pointed towards Vania.
“Sst, she's out, she's out!” Beni poked slowly into his partner's stomach and immediately lifted his camera back while Marlon rushed to take a position to prepare to face Vania.
Just a step out of the ER room Vania, the camera blitz light on greeted her. Marlon who was right in front of him, attacked him with a question while pointing at the microphone. “Can you name, Miss? What is your relationship with Johan Baroto? Please tell us.”
“Vania, up!” a voice from inside the BMW stopped nearby.
“Avan!” Vania is surprised to not expect Avan to appear as her savior. How did he know he was here? What coincidence?
“Come, quick!” Avan screaming.
Without waiting for the order twice, Vania opened the car door and rushed in. Avan immediately hit the gas while glancing into the rearview mirror of the car, noticing the tired and disappointed look of the news hunters.
“Thanks, Avan. But how do you know I'm here?” Vania asked.
“You know what era we live in, right? The news of Johan's death went viral everywhere. They're airing a live broadcast and I can instantly guess you'll be here.” Julian deliberately hid the fact that he had been following Vania secretly since Vania came out of the house and headed for the hotel. He also witnessed a quarrel between Barli and Vania in the lobby. “You all right, Beb?” Avan touched Vania's cheek gently.
Vania pulled the tissue sheets available there, cleaning up the remains of tears, but in vain because she finally returned to crying. “My Daddy, Johan, died! It's like a nightmare. I still can't believe it.”
Avan took a long breath. He doesn't know how to cheer up Vania. The woman was really devastated. Is Vania seriously in love with Johan? “What is really going on Vania? Is this part of your plan?”
Vania stopped her sedu sedu and changed to glaring at Avan. “You too, Julian? You're accusing me too? How you! You know who I am. I love Johan. She's my lover!”
“How many men have you called your lover, heh? Love say? Precisely because I know you, that's why I asked that question. People cannot change that fast. You approached Johan because of the company, didn't you?”
“Gosh! You're making me sick, Avan! You're so petty. You think I can't love anyone but you? Stop the car, now!” Vania was angry and disappointed. He felt very beaten, offended, and incredibly sad. Vania felt so alone, no one supported her at all.
“Please yourself Vania! It's midnight now, what do you want? I'll drop you off at home.”
Vania looked out the car window, feeling her world slowly crumbling. Without Johan, she begins to question the meaning of her life all along.
Meanwhile, the police have secured all the evidence in the hotel. They sampled all the food including the wine bottle that Vania brought with her. With permission from the family to report Johan's death, they removed Johan's body for autopsy.
A few days later an official autopsy report was released and it was confirmed that there were traces of cyanide poison in Johan's body. The same poison was also found in the wine residue in the bottle that Vania was carrying.