THORNY ROSE
CHAPTER 94

"You sure?" mrs Mesya asked the man in front of her.

"Related Madam." she answered confidently.

Madam Meysa looked at him intensely. "But I'm sorry, I don't have any photos or other evidence" he explained, making Mrs Mesya hesitant to mix in annoyance.

"Once again I apologize, madam. I just don't want young Mr. Jerome and the great Master, Mr. Dewanto, to know where I am at the restaurant." he explained, as the master looked at him intently.

"If allowed, I'll look at it from the CCTV, and show it to you. Who is the woman at their table" he said, giving input, and ready to carry out other orders.

And of course all that for the money that will be received from Mrs Mesya. "You think it's easy to take CCTV footage there. You forget, whose picture are you going to investigate? So stupid. Think before you speak." said Mrs Mesya fiercely, while reminding.

"Sorry Madam." great-granddaughter, lowered her head.

Instead of getting the video in the CCTV footage, instead he will be caught first. And she will definitely mention the name of Madam Mesya. Really bad plan.

"Are you sure, not Dona?" ask Mrs Mesya to make sure. Honestly, he hopes that Jerome will be in a relationship with Dona.

He comes from a family equal to his family. Without Madam Mesya looking back. Guilty of where he once was.

"Not Madam. If Miss Dona, the daughter of Mr. Joko Gianindra, had seen it. However, for a woman who is as cool as Young Master Jerome and his two best friends, even Great Lord Dewanto, I have never seen her at all. She's prettier than Miss Dona." she explained meticulously, praising the woman who was as beautiful as Jerome.

Madam Mesya moved her hand. Hinted for him to come out of the room. "Not useful." sibir Madame Mesya, as she herself was in the room.

"I just want Jerome and Jihan to be in touch with a family that's worth our family. Especially Jerome, I want a woman who is next to Jerome, I can control." he said.

Madam Mesya's head was always not far from money and money. For him, wealth and power are everything.

To Jihan, Mrs Mesya has nothing to worry about. He knew who the owner of his heart was. Derens.

Mrs Mesya will also be supportive, even helping the princess to get Deren. Moreover, Mrs Mesya knows, if both parents Deren also want the same thing as her.

While Jerome, since the first Mrs Mesya can indeed handle it. It's just not the whole. Especially for matters of the heart, Jerome was very closed to the mother.

"Dam. Sorry baby, for a few days mom won't see you. Mama has to make sure, who's the girl who dares to approach your sister."

"So he can one table with that old fucking jackass. Don't let Jerome get in touch with the old man's chosen woman. There are, I'll have trouble controlling it." he explained.

Mrs Mesya took a cell phone, contacted someone. "Examine carefully, Jerome is being close to who these days." Mrs Mesya ordered to someone across the phone.

"Report immediately. I don't want to wait." insisted Mrs Mesya, turning off her phone call unilaterally.

Without Mrs Mesya realizing, someone was eavesdropping on her conversation with someone she herself did not know who it was either.

"I need to report immediately. Before it's too late." her inner. Immediately left his hiding place.

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Plaque,,, bugh....

Jerome hit and kicked Roy's body and face with all his might.

Roy with both hands tied up, looked at Jerome with a cynical look. There was no face of fear and pain, even pleading.

Even though Jerome beat him so fiercely mercilessly.

"Ciihh,,,, sissy." - Roy sneered with a spit to the side, smiling obliquely at Jerome.

Jerome took off his school uniform. "Let go." Jerome commanded his subordinates who were nearby, with a flat-face look.

Two men came forward to remove the rope that bound Roy's hands. "Elo miscalculated, you moron. Elo thinks, elo can win after the hand elo not tied rope. In a dream." whispered Jerome's subordinate while releasing the rope.

As if he knew, the strength or expertise possessed by his superior, even though he was still in a gray white uniform.

As soon as the strap comes off. Roy stretched the muscles in his body. Swiping the blood slowly at the corner of the lips and also at the temple.

Roy looked at Jerome cynically. "Sniffish kid like you. Cih,,, one hit will definitely be in another realm." trivial.

Jerome stood up without shifting. His sight was flat and cold untouched.

Roy floated his right hand and foot as he attacked Jerome. Casually, Jerome dodged.

It was as if just avoiding a gust of wind that was completely meaningless. Roy smiled cynically. "It was just a boy's experiment" said Roy.

The second time, the third time, even so Roy attacked towards Jerome blindly. Jerome only parried and dodged without retaliating once.

Roy's anger is getting out of control. Because not a single blow hit Jerome's body.

With emotions erupting, Roy increasingly brutally attacked Jerome. Unfortunately, it was just an attack without a thought. Wasting energy for free.

"You yourself said. If I were a kid. And you, old man. So don't ever clash, o'm." said Jerome smiling sideways.

"Some of the boy was astonished. Why are old people weak like you, made leaders. It's ridiculous." Jerome sneered.

Bughhh,,, Jerome raised his leg. Go towards Roy. One kick, right on the ship. Make Roy's body fall to the floor.

All of Jerome's subordinates smiled at what Roy was going through.

"Suckers. Who's he. The power is so dasy." Roy's inner, grimacing withstood the pain just one kick. Makes his head instantly turn dizzy.

"Cut him out without a trace. Our pets in the back must love it." Jerome said expressionlessly, picking up his uniform. Leaving that room.

Jerome stepped his feet with a smile. Plus the sound of screams from Roy that sounded in his ear, making Jerome more satisfied.

"Gather all...!!" jerome's orders.

In just a few seconds, all gathered in front of Jerome. "Ensoon shut down their movement. Don't let them know, if there's a Rose and her friends in that fight."

"Good."

"And you, who just joined. Remember one thing in your mind. To the traitor, the reward is death." Jerome exclaimed.

Some of the papa's men to always control Jerome's departure, he put all of them into his organization.

The reason is only one. They'll know what kind of power Jerome has. Until his mouth and eyes, even their breath would remain awake, just for Jerome.

"Don't let your mouth say something to someone else. Although family. Surely you have a family." threatened Jerome no kidding.

"good. We will always be faithful...!!" shout them in unison.

Jerome's phone rang. "Hello, what's wrong?" jerome asked someone across the phone.

Without making another sound, Jerome turned off his phone. "Dissolve." Jerome ordered.

Jerome's gaze was on someone. Quickly, he immediately followed where Jerome's feet were. "What should I do, sir?" he asked, as they were both in the hallway of the building.

"Mama. He wants to investigate something. Stop whoever it is. Don't let him know about the rose." Jerome ordered.

"Good sir."

Jerome left his headquarters. Riding a sport bike that he usually wears. "Mama, why can I be this frivolous. To not realize there was someone following us at the restaurant earlier." he muttered, with both eyes focused on the road.

"Don't let me know about the rose. Not time. The timing is not right either." Jerome's inner.

Jerome has not yet managed to get the Rose's heart. If the incident about Mama Deren who met the Rose and cursed the Rose until it happened also to her.

Moreover Jerome also heard directly. If the Rose had not thought of having a lover at all.

He still wants to focus on his education and work. "God, why did I forget."

jerome was reminded of something very important in his life.

Not wanting to go first Dona, Jerome pulled the bike over and stopped. Take the cell phone out of the pocket of the jacket he's wearing.

Contact the boutique owner where Roses works. Who else if not Mrs Utami, mama of Dona.

Jerome believes that Dona has the intention to foil his plans by using her mother as the boss where Roses work.

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"How was your vacation?" santi asked the Rose, when the Rose was wearing a boutique uniform and tidying up the clothes in the prince.

The rose smiled happily. "Quite satisfying. Brother where, three days off?" sahut Roses asked.

"Back home." said Santi accompanied by a small oddity. Although actually, Santi did not return to the village. His parents' house is in the next town. With his home in town.

"Where's Tia herself going?" ask the rose, for Tia is silent. With the face bent.

"Don't ask Roses, he's in fierce tiger mode." chirped Amel, who is not far from them.

The rose smiled, with eyes stealing a glance towards Amel's hand. Ascertain what is true, if there is a mark on the palm of Amel there is a sign. A daisy.

The rose could not see clearly, because Amel was a little far from him, and also the position of Amel who turned his back on the body of the Rose.

"Why is it?" whisper the Rose to Santi.

Instead of answering immediately, Santi smiled and seemed to be holding back laughter. "Gue. Satisfied you...!!" sumpul Tia with a look of annoyance.

"Congratulations mbak." said Rose innocently, making the laughter of Amel and Santi explode.

Tia looked at the Rose and shook her head slowly. "Good, Rose. How come you even congratulate me." Tia grumbled.

When she found out about the match, Tia's mood immediately changed. Easily angry, easily ignited emotions, and easily su'udzon in every word of others.

"Why why mbak. After all, jiga matchmaking is not a bad thing." great-grandson of Roses.

"Did Tia ever see a candidate who wants to be betrothed to Tia's mother." added Mawar asked.

"He's the son of the rose. The son of the owner of the boarding school in the city of Amel lives." explained Santi.

"Wahh,, Amel's great. Want to be the wife of an ustadz." said Rose girang.

All fell silent, and looked towards the rose. "Rose, Tia would refuse. He said he was a village." said Santi.

Roses turn around. Looking towards Tia. "Campaign. What kind of a dream guy is Tia? What is handsome, wearing a motorcycle and a sports car. Stylish child now." asked Roses elaborating.

"Tia should be grateful. Lagian Mawar sure, both parents mbak Tia have thought carefully about this matchmaking." said Mawar.

Amel speechless. In his heart he smiled. "Tia's Roses. Not necessarily, the man you consider the best man, is the right man for you" said Amel with a sad face.

"You why. Break up from Roy?" guess Tia.

Amel took a long breath. "Heh, now I don't know where he is" said Amel, looking down.

"Amel, are you all right?" santi asked, feeling there was a change in Amel, since he was absent from work because of illness.

The rose approached Amel. I don't want to waste this opportunity. "Mbak Amel why. Did Roy hurt Amel?" ask Roses.

The eyes of the rose point to a point. And true as the Rose alleged. The tattoo mark of a flower was there.

Amel smiling. "Raka still likes to approach you?" instead of answering, Amel asked back.

Soon the rose looked at Amel's face. He did not want to if until Amel suspected. "Raka,,, who is Raka?" ask Roses who do not know the name of the man who lately always tried to contact him.

"Raka. Friends Roy. Sorry, he asked for your phone number. And sorry, I gave him. Roy made me give your number to Raka." said Amel regretfully.

Santi and Tia, just quietly listening to the chatter of the two. Of course the four worked while chatting. Not just talking without working.

"Emmm,, her name is Raka. The rose knows. Some of them called the rose. But Roses ignore, because Roses don't know him." explained Roses.

The rose does not lie. The rose does not know its name. Only his face the Rose knows. "You better stay away from him. He's a bit of a jerk." said Amel.

"Seriously?" ask Santi.

Roses nodded. "She's a big hobby to change girls. The ends end in bed. If you're satisfied, leave it." explained Amel.

Roses, Santi, and Tia just nodded. They must be thinking the same thought at the moment. If Amel and Roy are related more than just lovers in general.

"Siang.." said a buyer who had just entered the boutique.

There are two women with beautiful faces and sexy clothes coming into the boutique. "Is there anything we can help you with?" amel asked kindly.

"Oh yes, you, can you not serve me." he asked, pointing directly at the Rose.

Smiling roses. "Can, please say. What do you want?" ask the polite Rose.

Roses are weird. Usually the buyer will not choose who will serve him. Especially the first time buyers have just bought.

It is not just the rose that feels strange. But the three coworkers Rose.

Plus, the other woman stared intensely at the Rose. From top to bottom. It is like judging the appearance of a rose. With a jutek face and occasionally smash his lips.

The rose invites the buyer to a collection of dresses in the boutique. While explaining in detail, when the buyer asked for some dresses.

"Gue really feels weird" Tia whispered to Amel.

Amel nodded. "Gue too. Let's just watch from here."

As one of the respected and well-known members of the motor group. Of course Tia has sensitivity.

Amel and Tia split up. Look for a place they can use to monitor the buyers the Roses serve. Tidying up clothes and dresses at the boutique.

While Santi, although he is serving buyers, his views often lead to where the Roses are.

The woman who came along with the buyer who was currently served the Rose, hit the body of the Rose from behind. Whether intentionally, or unintentionally. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." she said.

Smiling roses. "Yes mbak... It's nothing." said the Rose.

Despite smiling, Rose looked strangely at the person. "Mrs Utami is there?" ask the buyer sucked in the Rose.

"Sorry, he is not in place." said the Rose.

"Yes, you can go back to work. I want to look around the collection of dresses in this boutique" she told Rose.

"Okay, please." The rose left them both.

Roses reached into every pocket in his work uniform, as well as the material pants he used. Blank. "Maybe it's just my feeling." murmured Rose.