
"This is the original plan of your house when you wake up. The architect was Dutch, but the one who designed it in general was Mr. Geffie, your father."
Qiandra unfolded the folds of A0 size paper and carefully observed the images printed there.
Long enough for Qiandra to understand. The design of the house on each floor is quite complicated.
The secret rooms and dungeons he found yesterday are just a small part of the uniqueness of the house designed directly by his father.
Each floor of the mansion is connected with secret stairs. One end of the stairs is next to his room, which is connected directly to his room using a secret door.
Is that why, it often suddenly appears someone in his room? But why does his figure look like all ghosts?
Then the basement is divided into fifteen small, labyrinth-shaped rooms. And two exactly the same big rooms.
Mr. Yahya said, the two large rooms have the exact same layout, to trick incoming intruders. The difference is, one room has the grave of the grandmother and the other does not.
The feathers of the Qiandra stood up instantly. His heart beats faster. The memory of the basement appeared in his head.
"The room I went to yesterday, is there a tomb or not?"
Qiandra's shock didn't just get there. He found a very long underground passageway, and ended up in an empty land that he was very familiar with.
"It's not Zumstein's backyard, is it?" ask Qiandra.
"Ah, now that place has become an apartment, huh? It used to be just an empty garden planted with banana and coconut trees" said Mr. Yahya.
"I remember once, because I used to play here a lot. Hey but why would I play in that apartment, huh?" Qiandra suddenly became dizzy herself with her memories.
"What is possible, this is the way in and out for intruders?" thought Qiandra.
"It feels impossible. Because the road has a door that can only be opened one way," refuted Mr. Yahya.
"Oh, yeah. That is, if the structure of this house has been known to others who work in my house, it could be opened this door. All this time who's been inside is Felix."
"Why did papa create a house this complex? I'm sure someone else would have known. I'm afraid to be home alone" Qiandra told herself.
Similar to a rat hole, the house has many passageways and secret exits.
Mr. Yahya and Ms. Rohaya were sad to see such a small girl bearing such a heavy burden all by herself.
"Son, if there is anything you can come here again, to ask for help or just vent," said Ms. Rohaya.
"Thank you, Mom. But I seem to have to go home soon. It's late at night" said Qiandra.
"Ah, okay. That your bodyguards don't drink first?" ask Mr. Yahya.
"Jupri, Wilbert, Hendra, come here. Taste the dishes of Bu Rohaya. After that we go home," Qiandra said.
"Oh yes, Mom. Can I bring this cake. It feels good" continued the teenager.
"Of course, son. It's just fried sweet potatoes, really. Simple cake. If you want, I will make it again sometime," replied Ms. Rohaya happy.
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"Wilbert, do you know Felix's family background?" qiandra asked the driver.
"Hmm? I'm sorry, why did Miss suddenly ask that?"
"I'm just curious. The tracking devices that Jupri and Hendra put down the other day always end up in my house. That is, the perpetrator was very close to me. In addition, he also regulates IT systems and security at home," said Qiandra bluntly.
"It's not just that, Wilbert. He also once entered the basement. I don't know where he knows," Qiandra continued in her heart.
"I don't know much about him, Miss. All I remember is, sir recruited him six years ago because of his intelligence. At a very young age, he was so smart and wise to carry out the duties of the Master" Wilbert tells.
"But the background about him, no one knows. Some rumors say that he was an illegitimate child who was dumped by his parents and then taken care of by Mr and Madam abroad" Wilbert continued.
"There is also a saying, he is a child of a mediocre family who later gets a scholarship from the company."
"But until now, no one knew the exact story. He also never opened up about his family."
"Wilbert, where are you on your own? My family or the rebels?" qiandra asked blatantly.
"Ah... Miss why ask that? I feel bad" Wilbert said.
The big man lowered the speed of the car, before getting into the underpass to avoid congestion.
"Yes, I want to know. If you're on their side, be honest. I give you a chance to improve. Tonight I'll let you leave the island or even this country, without any lawsuits." Qiandra made an offer.
"Lho, why is that Miss?"
"Because in my eyes, you're like a good uncle. Even though you never talk much, but with silence you always protect me and help me. I can forgive you, if you're guilty."
"But if you turn out to be on our side, I will be very grateful. Because my confidant turned out to be my backer," Qiandra continued.
"As long as I've worked with Mr. Geffie, I've only been on his side. He's a good guy, who wants to take me this former market thug in a better direction" Wilbert said.
"If it wasn't for Mr and Madam, maybe I'd still be living on the streets, or end up in jail."
"Miss don't worry, even if you're not with us right now, I'm still doing my job to look after Miss."
"That's it, huh? Thank goodness then."
Qiandra's voice was trembling. Wilbert stopped his car on the side of the road, very close to the hawker hawkers.
"Miss is okay? Want some junk first?"
"Wilbert, I'm so scared. Mom and Dad were both named suspects, and are now being sentenced to death."
"I can't do anything. Who should I complain to? I don't know who the opponent is and who the friend is. Everything looks the same. Even my confidants are playing behind my back."
"I was very surprised, after knowing the fact, that sixty-five percent of people in the company turned out to be betrayed by papa and mama. The rest? I don't know?"
"Wilbert, what should I do? Will my fate be the same as my parents? I'm alone Wilbert. I'm alone."
"Miss is not alone. There's still Grandpa Miss, me, Jupri and Hendra. I don't know anymore who's on Miss's side. But don't give up. Miss is a strong man. Miss can definitely help Master and Madam to get out of this matter."
Wilbert was puzzled as to how to calm down this very frustrated young Miss.
"Outside I do look firm and strong. But I'm actually a fragile and timid person, Wilbert. What am I supposed to do again?" Qiandra kept on messing around.
"Miss, relax. There must be a way out. I'll help you as much as I can."
(Connected)
(That is curious about Zumstein apartment, try to read again episode 14 π )
Thank you for reading. See you around.