Trapped in Desire With Paralyzed Man
Amar (The man of masalalu)

"Didapur, there is a wall that is located at the back and the corner itself. Make sure there are no waiters or anything" in the kitchen"

Diara follows Stefani's orders. Diara walked slowly towards the lower kitchen, he occasionally glanced to the right, left and back just in case there was a maid.

Diara stopped about four meters away when his eyes saw a maid at work. He twisted his brain to how to get that clean maid to go now.

"Hey" Call Diara a little haughtily to the maid, who immediately stopped her activity and lowered her head.

"You go upstairs immediately! Take my dirty clothes and clean them, later in the afternoon I want to wear" Diara ordered later.

Maid nodded too. "B-good mistress"

Diara smiled triumphantly at the maid who had already left. He was so proud of himself, as it turned out that he could easily get rid of the goddamn maid that had disrupted his plan.

Diara continued the journey in accordance with Stefani's words. "Where?" Ask Diara.

"*The corner itself, besides there is a fairly large and expensive ceramic urn." Said Stefani whose voice came out of the necklace that Diara was wearing*.

Diara then looked around to find where the urn was. His gaze was then fixed on a ceramic jar of salted egg green, Diara also stepped his feet closer to the corner of the room. "I'm already here"

"*Well, you're looking for a walled button with a slightly dark white color, you push it then the floor will open by itself, there you'll find the basement*"

Diara narrowed her eyes to look and look for where the button was, occasionally her finger tried to break it. Slightly widened when he felt the floor he was aiming to shift, Diara immediately stepped aside.

"I found him, he's open!" His eyes again glared with a slightly incredulous heart, his belief in Stefani's words now almost 100 percent, because everything Stefani said was true.

"*Come in, don't forget to turn on the camera in this case. But remember, never hold a crown that is at the very end, it will be very dangerous and you could have another look, if it is in danger, push the SOS button on the bracelet I gave you yesterday*."

Diara nodded, turning off the connection to Stefani and began recording it.

Diara then closed the basement door again by pressing the button below. "So very creepy...." Murmured Diara by holding his nape.

He moved his feet again to walk forward. His eyes did not stop to look at this room. The room was so terrible with temeran lights, the place was so messy with the smell of a very pungent trunk. Diara even close his nose using a finger because it is not strong and wants to vomit.

"What's this?" Diara stopped as her foot was about to step on something. There was a white object that was like a bone, but what bone? His bones were like the bones of a human being. Diara was immediately shocked and resumed his journey.

His feet turned to look at the worn wall with some human carvings there. "The picture is like a woman...?" Diara shook his head when he saw the size picture on the wall, so terrible, because there was a woman who was crying without clothes and was being rotated by several men.

"Is this a place where the female abductees were killed by Ruli and her members?" Diara murmured, because this place has a lot of ashes scattered on the floor. Or, the ash he stepped on was a human burn?

For some reason, Diara's heart was eager to enter the closed room. With a trembling body, Diara stepped closer to the room she wanted to see inside.

Chequek!

His eyes stared at a glass table with lights on. And inside there is a skull like a human skull.

Diara swelled, had been since his steps felt heavy looking at the skull. Is that a display skull? Or a real human skull?

With a forced step, Diara ventured to see the intact skull lying in the transparent glass cabinet. Whether this is the feeling from where, which is clear at this time his heart feels slashed and sliced to see a skull that might be a human skull.

Up to the transparent cupboard, the skull mounted standing, Diara looked at him as if he did not want to turn away from his face which only had white bones left. His heart seemed so familiar with his face, remembering something from the past, but it was difficult to see who the picture of his mass was.

However, his daydreams and thoughts were split when he saw the skull hand in the closet. Diara had to open her eyes wide with a glazed look. "Well... In-this?? Isn't this a ring huh... It can't be!" Diara further sharpened his vision to be more deadly, he even went around the glass cabinet to make it clearer and more certain.

"DA" Diara froze after reading a letter on a still-intact gold ring. More convincing again when beside the closet there is a doctor's clothes with some medical equipment and a sharp weapon.

His eyes grew watery and began to spill water that was already full. "AMARR!!!!!!!!" Shouted Diara so frustratingly like a stressed woman. Diara cried so painfully that her chest was tight, and her breath was stingy, Diara sat on the dirty floor staring at the skeleton of the skull.