
"Tell me who and what do you want?" Nita tried to calm down. "My father is dead. Don't play around."
"Died? you sure?"
"Why do you talk like that? Please to the point, if you don't want to, I turn this phone off." Nita's hands clenched and continued to wonder who the person on the phone was calling her childhood name. "You're wrong."
" Daughter of Devano Wijaya, there is no ERROR in the dictionary of my life." The voice behind the phone then laughed out loud.
"What happens when your husband's company goes bankrupt in 24 hours, huh Atha? Looks like it's nice to see the company your father built is destroyed without hesitation, and then you'll go to great lengths to find me Ha ... Ha ... Ha."
Nita bit her lower lip because of the confident voice of the person that made her goosebumps. His hands trembled as the call was interrupted. Nita tries to call an unknown number, but the number is off.
Pedro grabbed the phone and immediately took down the mysterious number.Nita held her two heads with her body bent. "What don't I know, Uncle? He seems to be after Papa."
"We don't know yet, Nita. Now you go home first, reduce your time here. You can make a video call for a while. I'm gonna find out whose voice this is."
Nita gets up, leaving Pedro holding his Apple phone. He drew closer to papa and and rubbed papa's protruding cheekbones.
"I'm sorry, I have to go home first. Fight Papa. I need Papah on my toughest days" Nita's voice trembled.
The woman hopes that her papa will soon be sober . Then he'll know who's behind it all. Because he won't forgive anyone who dares to hurt Papah.
At lunch with Sergey, Nita didn't touch her empty plate. He just looked at Sergey who was eating voraciously. Later that night, Nita comes out of Sergey's office, and he comes home alone because Sergey suddenly leaves town.
Nita was still gawking as she got off the taxi on the courtyard of a house filled with luxury cars and motorcycles. His heart was pounding because the music was so loud. Some of the young men seemed to be blending love in the darkness of the garden.
Curiously, Nita half ran up to enter the first-floor ballroom. The sound of music getting louder can even break the ears. The lights become dim and how can there be flickering disco lights.
The scent of perfume, sweat, alcohol, all mixed into one, is more sickening. Young people do not know the manners of mutual love. It was only ten in the night, they were all drunk. His house has become an impromptu club arena.
He brushed off the brash hands of the young man with his beloved bag. Many naughty temptations of young men are passed, especially when climbing stairs. He continues to search for Rama's whereabouts. They are the same age as Rama, this must be Rama.
There he was looking for the rut of Rama and never met. Nita screeched and took a few steps back as a huge snake slung down the neck of the young girl. Young people laughed mockingly and instead told the girl to point the snake show towards Nita.
"Where's Rama! You all get out of my house!"
"Your house? Don't dream!" The cries of some young men were accompanied by laughter.
"Let Rama see this. Let Rama see the fear of his stepmother hahaha!" another young man.
Nita ran out of ways and melengos with anger. He gave up this time. He went back to the room and will swear to punish Rama tomorrow. Even Rama's friends already recognized her as a stepmother. Did the boy intentionally tease her.