
"Where do you think I'm Rania Austeen?” ask Rania. It's only natural that I forget a lot after the injury,” said the girl again.
“Oh, so... Continue how about this?" Mikko showed me a picture of a beautiful hillside.
Rania almost screamed when she saw him, "how did she get this picture?" the inner girl.
“Why shut up? Answer, dong. I've been hard-earned to find the evidence, nih,” Mikko said.
“Mikko, why are you? Not as I know all this time,” said Rania. His brain was still turning to look for the right answer.
“We are not very familiar. I know her with Rania Putri,” Mikko replied firmly.
“Ew... That again... How do you explain it? But I don't understand the photo you showed me. Rania Putri ya Rania Putri,” replied Rania. Looking at Mikko's behavior, for now Rania still can't be honest.
“But your eyes say otherwise,” reply Mikko.
“Duh, you police boy. Why are you so sensitive about this?” inner Rania.
“Sara Rasa.”
“What?” Rania did not understand what Rania said just now.
“Sara Flavor. The title of the novel Rania Putri in NovelToon. And Princess Rania is one of the best contract writers. He is also a very responsible writer. But ye? It's been months of no updates, it seems to be relaxing. Even the email address you do not know,” said Mikko.
“Duh... how many times have I said, I have ended an accident.. head injury... So it is only natural if I forget many things,” said Rania.
“Hahhh... If it continues like this, maybe later I make an announcement on the school madding,” Mikko said pretending to be frustrated.
The day before, Mikko returned to the hospital and saw the doctor who treated Rania at that time. The result of Mikko's interview, Rania indeed suffered a head injury and was quite serious. But it did not make his memory disappear.
“Are you not afraid? The Austeen family were not random people. If you later spread false news, it could be a threat to yourself as you,” threatened Rania.
“You threatened me?” reply Mikko.
“You can't use your father's power, right, to silence this matter if it comes to the public?” rania.
“Of course not. I'm not that kind of person. But it seems you've been misrepresented. I don't want to reveal yourself in school directly,” Mikko said.
Rania's forehead wrinkled, “What else are their plans? How do you worry more?” thought Rania.
“Do not be afraid. I won't reveal facts without proof. But if you want to work together, this will all be easier,” whispered Mikko in Rania's ear.
In a moment, Rania started to falter. Should he just tell Mikko the problem?
“I want it this way... I want it so.. Want this want it...*”.
“Ah, minute. I'll pick up the phone first. Watch out don't run away,” Mikko said. Within a second he disappeared from where they stood for nearly half an hour.
“Ha! That's the ringtone?” rania muttered half laughing.
“Do not laugh! I can hear you!” mikko.
A few minutes passed. Mikko sounded serious calling with someone. Rania ruffled her own hair.
“How can he get a photo of me with Mama? Yet another proof vanished instantly without a trace? I have to be one step ahead of them,” thought Rania.
“Your work is done?” ask Mikko.
“I haven't swept this library. I also.. have not ironed,” said Rania hesitated.
“This library was cleared by Livy yesterday. It is usually cleaned three times a week. And if ironing, it looks like I'm more good than you,” Mikko said.
“Hngghh,” grunts Rania annoyed.
“Don't believe? Can I prove it?”
“Bang Arka just called. He said you should come home with me. So all you guys, I'm going to Valen's house,” Mikko said.
“Neventless. I go home alone,”tolak Rania firmly.
“This is your brother's request, you know,” Mikko said half forcefully.
“Ndon't need. I'm used to going home by myself.” Rania still stands by her stance.
“Why are you, anyway?” mikko asked in annoyance.
“What are you doing? I don't understand, deh. Kok so accused of gini,” said Rania.
“Hahhh...” Mikko exhaled while ruffling her hair. He began to get frustrated facing the girl in front of him, “Ya already. If you don't want me to take you home, I'll drop you to this housing gate,” persuaded Mikko.
“No, deh. I don't believe in you.”
“God. Up yours. I'll wait for you to come home. After that I just went to Valen's house,” Mikko said. “But not for long, yes. Ten more minutes. Do not ngaret,” continued the guy who is often called like the boyband.
“Iya.. yes...Bawel really, anyway? Rich mothers again julid same neighbor,” exclaimed Rania while treading the stairs. I need to get ready and get ready to go home. Before Mikko changed her mind and went back to interrogating him.
Ting! A short message went into Rania's phone.
“Fyuh.. Thankfully. He allowed me to work there, Rania's inner”.
...🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺...
“Cih, look. Where the hell is he going? This is not the way to his house,” muttered Mikko.
The man of Sulawesi descent was driving a car at low speed, while stalking a motorcycle belonging to one of the online motorcycle taxi drivers. He accidentally borrows the car of one of the neighbors, and waits for Rania near the gate of the complex.
Yes, Rania was finally mengikhlaskan her allowance, order ojek online. Not for avoiding the walk to the complex gate, but for avoiding Mikko who was now like an enemy in a blanket to him.
“You think I don't know, that time you recorded my conversation with Qiandra on the phone?” mengko. “ Now you must be looking for another way to eliminate Qiandra, right?”
One thing Mikko realized. Stalking is a very difficult job. Several times he almost lost track of the green motorcycle. Fifteen minutes passed. The distinctive aroma that rippled through the streets made Mikko's heart wonder even more.
“This is the Anjani family's restaurant? Does he treat his black magic ritual here?” Again Mikko noticed the movements of her housekeeper suspiciously.
“I want it this way... I want it so.. Want this want it...*”.
“Ha-“
“Woiii!!! Where the hell are you? He said OTW? So mabar is not?” valen exclaimed without letting Mikko answer his phone.
“Iye... iye. I'm following you now to there,” Mikko replied.
“Down by Rania. There is nothing suspicious here either. Most Just girl’s time aja,” Inner Mikko.
Meanwhile, in the restaurant…
“Thanks really Anjani, I can already work here,” said Rania.
“Eits, who says you can work at my restaurant,” replied Anjani. He put on a sangar face.
“Loh, but fill your We-A?” Rania's heart is a little faint, “What else is this? I got bullied again?” thought.
(Connected)
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