Trapped Loving Mysterious Girls
CHAPTER 2 - FIRST LOVE

I went straight to the office. I want to slap Teddy with his raunchy comic. I got home, Teddy opened the door.

THE PLAQUE!

"Oh boss! Why did the boss slap me with my favorite comic?" Teddy stroked my punch marks while carrying the comic. I went straight in and slammed myself on this soft office sofa.

"You really are a brash assistant! How dare you get your boss to buy such a vulgar comic?"

"Geez boss, compared to my comics, boss readings are worse. I've read one of your novels, I didn't think you were that dirty, boss." Teddy's teasing me again.

"At least my novel isn't as clear as the adult scenes in your comics, Teddy!"

"Boss doesn't know this saying, does he? The more hot scenes were not shown, the more wild his mind became. It means the boss is more perverted than I-" I threw him with a couch cushion right in his face.

"STOP BOGGING ME! BACK TO WORK!!" Teddy quit his job and went back to his job.

"Teddy, you know about that comic conspiracy?"

"Boss knows?" He said while continuing his work.

"The store cashier told you."

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhh... The cashier is a spoiler. Especially this comic. Because of him I always run out of buying the latest comics and comic accessories."

"That means he does his job well."

"Why did the boss ask me about the comic conspiracy? Curious huh?"

"It's actually because of the spoiler, I was quite interested in reading it. Did you read it because of that too?"

"One of them is the boss, but because the story is interesting and the author is mysterious so I'm interested."

"Mysterious author?"

"Yes. Even before the comic went viral, he was already mysterious. The platform that published the comic also didn't tell the author any information so many people were figuring it out and theorizing."

Surely, this controversial comic is who is not curious about the author. Not to mention if the reader makes a scathing comment.

I found out about the comic on the internet, and there are a lot of good and critical comments on the platform. I also found the theory that the author is a psychic, but there are also those who say that the author is a person who comes from the future. Netizens are good at making crazy theories like this.

The author uses the pen name Hidden, which means "hidden". The comic has been running for almost a year with 529 chapters. It is also great that he can run his comics and keep his identity for 1 year. I'm getting attracted to him. But I was more interested in the hick girl at the cafe earlier.

Aaahh, her face is still in my memory. My eyes were closed imagining it. Her front hair was so mischievous that it disturbed her beautiful eyes. His hands repeatedly brushed the hair, revealing his white forehead as if to pull me to leave one or two kisses there. Her nose that wasn't too sharp made me want to pinch her. Her thin pink lips were so seductive. I covered my lips with the back of my hand, I kissed the back of my hand many times. I think my body is starting to heat up. I wanted to play her hair in front of her, wanted to see her reaction, wanted to stroke her hair, wanted to hug her, wanted to see her again.

"Boss!" Teddy called me all of a sudden.

"What's up, Teddy?"

"There's new news, he said at Cafe Ultimate that fake money was found from one of the customers there."

Oh my God, I answered my prayer so quickly!

"I just got from there. Know that I was there longer. Has he been caught?"

"But the boss, the new employee realized after the customer left." Answer Teddy.

"Oh my goodness, that officer! That's what happens when you're negligent at work, Teddy! Tell the center, I'll be there." I knocked Teddy's head off. Teddy's feeling sick.

"Huh? Boss gonna handle it? But it's beyond our duty." Teddy said in a hurry.

"You outside or not, I'm at the scene." Although I actually just want to meet the hick girl again.

I was getting ready to go again to Cafe Ultimate while carrying my gear.

I entered the cafe, customers have started to arrive. Is it really a time of excitement or because of fake money news? Looks like the hick girl is gone, too bad. I walked towards the cashier, apparently not the cashier who served me earlier.

"Mas, I'm Stevan, I just got a call from Mr. Roby. Can I meet him?" The cashier was silent for a moment.

"Oh yes, mas. Mr. Roby's in the room." Said the cashier while showing him the room. I walked right there. Just up the door, I could hear the sound of a grown man cursing at someone.

I opened the door, I saw a man with a distended stomach cursing at the cashier who was serving me earlier. He bows his body when he's on the maki-maki.

"Sir Roby!" Called him. The man and the cashier looked at me.

"Oh mas Stevan, thank you for stopping by my cafe again." Said the man while welcoming my arrival with his smile wrapped in a charming thick mustache.

Mr. Roby asked me to sit on the chair as he drove the cashier out of the room. I could see her pleading face as she walked out of the room. Though the man was kind and friendly, it was a pity if he was fired.

"I'm sorry for the irreverence. He's an employee who met the culprit, if only he wasn't negligent maybe the culprit could have been caught." Said Mr. Roby.

"It's okay. The name of the crime can not be guessed when it happened. Your employees are just out of luck." I commend the cashier for not getting fired. If he leaves now, finding the culprit can get even harder.

"Oh take it easy, I just cut his salary according to the amount of fake money. He's my best employee, Mas Stevan was right maybe he's out of luck today."

"I'm glad you still think logically even though there are problems. I appreciate that."

"Hehe was ashamed to be praised like that especially by this handsome Mas Stevan" he said with a shy smile making me want to laugh.

"May I see the counterfeit money?" Mr. Roby allows. He got out of his place and took the counterfeit money from a drawer.

Fake money of 200 thousand rupiah he put on this table. When I look at it for a moment, there is no difference. Then I held one of them. I can feel the paper money is much stiffer and thinner than real money. To be sure, I used 3D tips on how to check fake money, being touched, looked at, traded. It's a certainty, it's fake money.

"Did you see the culprit?"

"I'm so glad I didn't see it. At that time I was in the room. I realized the money was fake when the taxman came. I asked the cashier to take the money and that's when I found the money. But said my employee, he knows the culprit." Roby explained his testimony. I asked him to call the cashier just now. He also called him.

"You remember me, right?"

"Yes, I remember." Answer while lowering.

"Thank God then. I'd like to ask, do you remember who the fake money was from?"

"Yes mas. She's from the girl I was asking." I jerked.

"Love and her friend?" I said a little uphill.

"Yes mas. At that time they were confused to pay for drinks because the money was less. Then the man wearing the jacket said he would go to the ATM to get the money. Then he came back and paid 200 grand to cover his shortcomings."

It's not wrong, that hick did it. He pretended to an ATM but actually he used fake money to pay the rest.

No wait! He might have been tricked! Plain face so mana may be a counterfeit money dealer. But if he did....? My heart is agitated thinking about it. It's hard to accept if the girl did it.

I have to be strong. I can't look so sad at a time like this. I have to stay professional!

"Then we'll just call Sinta to ask her to come."

"The problem is I don't have Sinta's contact. I only know Ms. Sinta worked in Book Publishing for 2 years."

"Know which publication?"

"I forgot the place but he said he published Comic My Eyes Your Love."

Huh huh? What coincidence is this? Just getting to know the comic today, I've found a way to find out the mysterious author.

"What's your name, ma'am?" The cashier was surprised I asked his name.

"Dede mas." Answer while confused.

"Okay, I'll remember your name. Next I will take care of myself. Thank you for the cooperation. Excuse me!" I went to see Roby and Dede. I left the cafe and went straight back to the office. I slammed the door so hard that Teddy was surprised not to play until the file fell out of his grasp.

"Boss, you surprised me!" Say it while retrieving the fallen file.

"What a cool boss, we could be the only ones who can figure out who the mysterious author is!" I'm nodding.

"But why does the boss seem unhappy?" Teddy's question surprised me.

"Whatchu mean? I'm fine."

"Boss, I've been your assistant for 4 years. I can tell the boss's feelings even if the boss doesn't tell me anything."

Teddy's right, we've been together for 4 years doing this job. Lika the twists of the work we face together. I see, even though I tried to hide it, he still knew I was sad. I also told him about the girl.

"So yeah, I don't know how to respond. That was boss' first love." I was shocked to hear his words.

"Huh? First love?"

"Yes boss, you're not aware? You said you wanted to see her again, just saying that I could see your love boss."

"But he might be a criminal. How could I love a criminal!"

"Love is unpredictable, boss. In the story of Mataku Mata Cintaimu, the main character is a police officer in love with a thief he caught himself. He's having a conflict between work and his love, just like you're going through right now." Teddy.

"But boss, I want the boss to keep thinking clearly. Boss is not a person who is easily affected by such disturbing feelings. Besides, it's not necessarily the girl the real culprit. If he did, the boss would have handled it." Teddy kept encouraging me. Thanks to him, I feel better than ever.

"Look down, the boss's taste is always weird. That freak is gonna belong to the boss." But still he's a shitty assistant.

After Teddy gave me his address, I hurried off. I could hear Teddy wishing me good luck, and teasing me to bring a beautiful boss to him right away. Even though he sucks, he's still a good assistant.

10 Minutes away, I reached Sinta's workplace. I found the officer in the lobby.

"I'm Stevan, I'd like to meet with Ms. Sinta for an investigation. Does he exist?" I gave her my identity card.

"Okay sir, please wait a minute" the employee asked as he showed me the chair to wait. I followed her advice and waited until the familiar face of Sinta was seen. In just 5 minutes, Sinta came, I met her. She's surprised.

"Oohh.. The big brother at the cafe?" He was spontaneous and pointed at me. All eyes are on us. Suddenly both his hands closed his mouth quickly. I replied with a smile. He took me to a pretty private room that read Chief Editor. There are only 2 chairs and 1 table in the room measuring 2x2 meters. We sat face to face with a pile of files and other work tools.

"I'm sorry, my brother was flabbergasted. I don't usually talk like that here. But when I saw my brother I was surprised." Evidently.

"It's okay. I'm even glad that we can talk casually like this."

"Tuh bob! I don't like that kind of talk either. But I'm a little surprised why you know my name?"

"Cafe staff told you. He also told me you work here."

"Oohh so, so what's this brother here for?"

"Previously introduce my name Stevan. You can call me anything. This is my identification card." I gave her my identification card. I see the card is fine.

"Heehh?? Why is someone as important as your brother here?" ask Sinta surprised.

"Look, at the Cafe when we met was found fake money of 200 thousand rupiah. The cashier said the money was from your friend. So I hope you can help me to meet him."

"Huh? Fake money? How can?" He looks confused.

"You should ask your friend that." He's in a hurry to call someone, must be a friend. Before long, his friend picked up his phone. He immediately stood in the corner of the room and called in whispers.

"Already! Now tell me everything here! You'll get in trouble if you lie to him. Understood!" Sinta raised the volume and turned it into a loudspeaker.

"Anu.. Mr."

I was struck by her soft voice. Lothawat! My mind floated just hearing his voice. No Stevan! Focus up! You cannot show your feelings right now! REMEMBER THAT! HE'S A POTENTIAL SUSPECT! PROFESSIONALS! MUST PROFESSIONAL!

"Okay, who is this?"

"I'm Helen, Sinta's friend."

"Yes, please tell me the truth!" I said with a loud voice.

"So, actually I got the money not from an ATM but from a buyer yesterday. At that time I went to my motorcycle to take my wallet but it turns out I did not bring an ATM, then I remember still having 200 thousand money, so I gave it. I didn't think it was fake money." The answer. When he spoke to me earlier, he stammered that he could speak fluently as well.

"Oh... What are you selling?"

"Yes, I sold a smartphone costume casing."

"When the buyer pays you, you don't suspect anything?"

"I'm sorry not at all."

"Then you remember, right? How about we meet to find that buyer?" He didn't answer.

"Anu. sir, how about I just give you the buyer's number. Because I can't see my father now."

"Then we meet tomorrow."

"Tomorrow can't either."

HAAAHS? WHYAAA? THE DOOR IS YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ME AGAIN???!!!

"Is there any other interest? Then how about I come to the house?"

"Sister Stevan!" Calling Sinta surprised me.

"Actually, Helen is currently out of town and I also have to get back to work. So what if you just go home, I'll send the buyer's contacts and also the characteristics of the buyer from Helen. I'll force Helen to hurry." Sinta said with a big smile. Something's not right!

"alright. I say goodbye first. If I may, I'd like to ask Helen to contact me so she can send her directly to me."

"Good brother." Answer Sinta.

It seems that I can't ask him to tell the mysterious author either. I got out of the building and got into the car. Their movements have been very suspicious since they called in whispers.

"LUCKILY I TOOK THISII!!!" I screamed while holding the paper. When Sinta was busy calling, I was looking around for something useful on her desk. I saw a paper package that read this office address and the address in Helen's name. Yeah, although I didn't get any leads on Hidden, but I was lucky to find Helen's address.

I started my car, went to find Helen's address. It took me about 10 minutes until I finally found the address. He lived in a minimalist apartment. I parked my car and went in search of her apartment room number 9.

This apartment has 10 rooms with 2 floors. Each floor has a small balcony that is used to sunbathe and already has its AC. I'm sure selling smartphone cases alone is unlikely to make him rent this apartment.

I was in his room. There is a hole in the door to see the guests. He can't see me or he'll run away. I have to think of another way.

"PEOPLEETT!!" I pretended to be a parcel officer and hid under the door on my knees like I was about to run a sprint. I put both my hands in my jacket pocket.

THE CLACK! I could hear the door opening. The door of the room opened slowly widening. Not fully open yet, I darted in. The bedroom door grabbed me by the foot so I fell on the girl who was clearly Helen.

We fell in Helen's lying position and I sat between her slender legs and only wore shorts. Quickly, both of my hands came out of my pocket with a short gun pointing them right at the forehead of the girl I loved.

I could see his body trembling, he was wearing a black singlet with a chest that was not too big but not too small. Her hair is not braided but is long. He did not wear his glasses, so I could see his eyes wide at my sudden arrival. With a heavy heart, I gritted her.

"HANDS UP! IT'S POLICE!!"

I may be the worst man in the world. Oh my God, why is this happening to me. Why did my first love end this way?

Just this morning I met her, only this afternoon did I realize I was in love with her. And right now, I have to put a gun on his forehead. I should've pinned a gentle kiss on his forehead, not something as loud and cruel as this gun. His body just shook violently like that, his sweat pouring out in part of his body. She covered her face, though small I could hear her crying in fear. Is he probably the culprit? This must not be true.

I dropped the gun. But that doesn't make me at all relieved. I can imagine her fear of being pulled over by a real gun.

"Sorry Helen I-" One of Helen's legs kicked me tight. My gun was thrown deep into the apartment wall. Helen ran in, I limped following her. He took a broom and beat me with that pink-tipped broom.

"Wait for Helen.I'm Stevan, I'm the cop you were talking to. If you keep beating me, I'll crack you down on violence against the police!" Helen was startled and stopped, so I used the opportunity to grab her broom but Helen got interested and bumped me to the ground.

Helen's slender body fell on my body. But that's not the case, somehow we fell in the position of our lips fused with each other.

WE KISS!!!!!!!!!