Trapped With The Jelita
Curiosity

Angga went around looking for Ralen, some days the woman just kept avoiding him, she said, when he met and Angga was about to approach the woman who had been chatting with two friends even suddenly left very hastily, it seems that Ralen was trying to avoid her.

But why and because of what that is what makes Angga wonder, he did not know why Ralen who usually still wanted to talk even walked side by side even though only around the campus environment but now it was so clear the woman was away, even worse now, Ralen is nowhere to be seen.

"You seen Ralen?" ask Angga to Gerry who is on the phone with whom.

"I'm also looking for him, sir" said Gerry, "not that I haven't seen him since," the student who had a hobby of recording it was rushing to rectify his statement when the man in front of him scrunched his forehead staring full of questions.

"If you meet him later please tell him to see me soon," pinta Angga who must immediately enter the class because actually now he is time to teach and maybe the students are also waiting with a riot.

Gerry nodded doubtfully then continued his conversation with the person who had been contacting him since.

"Well, I'll let you know right away" Gerry said, ending his conversation with someone he doesn't know where he's at.

He gets a job that is quite in accordance with his passion, so he will not reject anything that can make him channel a hobby that sometimes makes his friends upset.

Gerry entered the class opposite to the class where Angga taught.

"Sheira."

While in class instead of directly giving lessons to all the students who had been waiting, Angga night walked towards the student named Seira, a student he knew was quite close to Ralen.

"Yes Mr. handsome lecturer," in his centile style Seira stood up from his seat as the young and handsome lecturer walked towards him.

"Huuu, you wedge!" oceh Devi and Fara simultaneously look at the behavior of his friend.

Seira only gave a mocking smile to her two friends.

"You know where Ralen is?" asked Seira who then put on a disappointed face with pursed lips.

Faintly Seira's ears also heard the sound of laughter so nyinyir from his two friends made him immediately snort.

"I don't know sir, I'm not the mother of the ancestors" Seira chirped in a tone that was no longer as subtle as before, now more impressed slightly ketus because in fact the lecturer who is often the material of the student's dream was even looking for his new friend named Ralen.

"Usually you're the same as Ralen, he doesn't say anything to you if he doesn't come in today?" Angga still with no pecaya still continue to ask questions, did not realize himself that the girl he was asking had shown a better face, plus again with a curse from two girls nearby.

Seira shook his head in no mood to hear the question from the lecturer of his dream, of course because in reality he did not know where and why Ralen did not enter the campus today, of course, because in reality he did not know where and why Ralen did not enter the campus today, they were also not too close so there was no way he showed his willingness to ask where Ralen was at this time and why he did not enter campus.

"Yes, thank you, then" said Angga who finally gave up, asking the girl who did not know where Ralen really just wasted time, Angga went to his desk in front of him and sat down to check the book he was carrying to start giving lessons.

"Such a lecturer, there is me more semok even nyariin Ralen!" grunting Seira while moving her body sensually as if showing how her body shape is indeed very amazing.

"But that's little Lo Seira, same Ralen," chirped Devi made Fara chuckle to hear it especially when Seira who sadistically even mengeplak Devi's arm using her thick book.

"Does it have to be implants?" even thinking unclear.

"For example, all corrections on the left are as good as the right."

For a time Devi casually said as her eyes glanced at the body part that is now being pressed by Seira to check the size that does not look the same.

"Yes yes, too" Seira said.

"Crazy both of you!" cetus Fara sees Seira and Devi's amazingly magical behavior.

Even though there is currently a lecturer who is explaining about the subject matter but two students are even busy babbling about things that are not included in their subject matter, which is not included in their subject matter, while one more student seemed to start protesting with the behavior of two friends.

Then some time after finishing teaching Angga was rushed to leave the campus, he brought his car to an address that became his main destination today.

Not knowing why his curiosity was already out of control, moreover from yesterday he could not talk to Ralen and today even the woman did not come to campus, he said, there's something he really wants to talk about.

Cars glide across the streets that are still not too crowded by vehicles owned by workers, because soon is the hour to go home office, of course, the streets will be more crowded later.

The black range rover drove very quietly in control of the driver, until not long after the car had stopped on the side of the road an alley not far from where there is a row of rented houses that one of the houses became the destination.

The man got out of the car, standing in front of the door of the car that he had returned to close and take off the sunglasses that he wore in a very elegant style anyone would probably agree that he was fit to be an actor, because it has a physical that is close to the word perfect.

Angga looked at the door of the rented house that was open and he was sure it was the house he was heading to.

After being very sure he finally stepped foot into the rented house.

Geck! poke!

As a lecturer, of course, he really knows how to apply courtesy when visiting other people's homes, even if the door is wide open he will not brazenly enter just like that.

Angga knocked on the door twice and before long a woman appeared from inside in a hurry, the negligee she was wearing also looked wet at the bottom indicating that the woman was working on something back there related to water, whether washing clothes or washing dishes.

"So it is true that they are brothers," his mind looked at the woman who was standing in front of him displaying a friendly face but a look full of questions about who his guests who came this can Angga see clearly.

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Ipul is really made not to be able to concentrate at all, his meeting with the business partner makes him very uncomfortable because he continues to think about his wife who until now did not also tell him.

The concentration becomes very crumpled up completely do not understand the concept that is being explained by the business partner who has signed cooperation with his company.

Ipul even repeatedly checked his phone when the man in front of him tried to explain about the project that will run later, really Ipul became unprofessional once today.

His body was in that place moving normally but his mind brain was somewhere else, thinking about how and what his wife was doing right now, then about all the prejudices that came to the surface when Jelita who never returned a message from him.

"He's avenging me, isn't he?" his mind with a face that looks more tense every minute.

The meeting took place until close to 8 p.m, making him really tired in addition to the pesky pangs that had muddled his current appearance that immediately released his suit and tie when in the car that would take him back to the hotel.

"Durrect wife!" nagelnya when he saw a cellphone that there was not a single message from him that was read by his wife.

The man who was sitting in the back made the assistant and the man who was the driver look at each other and asked without a sound, but both shook their heads together.

"Om" called Ipul to the assistant who turned to him immediately.

"I am young master," Damar replied in a calm voice.

"Did Jelita not call Om?" ask Ipul.

Damar was silent for a moment then shook his head faintly full of doubt.

"Call what not?" Ipul asked more clearly, he did not understand and did not want to understand with the headband that Damar showed.

Damar rubbed his nose for a moment and gave his answer, "no young master." briefly then turned his head back to look straight at the dark road they crossed.

"Damn it!"

Damar and the driver were so surprised because since then their superiors had continued to issue curses, cursing people who did not exist.

"It could have disappeared after making me hot like this!" iceh Ipul with sharpened eyes accompanied by a breath that is so heavy.

"We'll just go to the airport."

Ipul's voice made Damar turn back and ask, "to the airport? what's the young master for?"

"Returning to Jakarta, Ipul will not be able to calm down until anytime before meeting with the troublemaker," said Ipul considered his wife had made trouble with him.

"Can't be young master, tomorrow there's still a schedule that the young master must attend, this meeting is even more important than anything," balas Damar tried to hold that the boss was not more determined to return to Jakarta tonight, could be messed up business, he said, thought the man who was so loyal and patient to face the young master who sometimes difficult to guess the path of his mind and will.

Bugh!

Hearing that Ipul even kicked the car door using the side leg.

Damar let alone what the man in the back seat was willing to do, want the car to make a dent is up to the man himself who will come out of money to repair the car or even replace it with a new one?

The car continued to accelerate amidst the tense and frightening aura created from the person sitting alone in the back seat, he said, from the breath of the man was still seen hunting even until the moment they were inside the hotel and waiting for the elevator that would take them to the floor where their room was.

The two of them entered the elevator still without talking about anything, inside the elevator became very quiet even more so there were only the two of them.

As soon as the elevator opens the black shoes used by Ipul galloping cause a sound that gives a sign that the wearer is in a condition not good to talk to.

Damar followed from behind intending to escort the superior whose appearance was no longer perfect as when he left this morning.

Chaotic and chaotic, tie and suit hanging on his shoulder with hair that was disheveled due to the actions of his own boss' hands that may be very anxious because his wife never gave him news.

Damar stood behind Ipul who was opening the door of the hotel room and waiting for the man to enter closed the door then Damar went to his own room which was at the left end of the room of the superior.

Ipul closed the door and then stepped heavily towards the room whose door was closed.

The disheveled-looking man opened the door of the room and stopped his steps with widened eyes.

"Dani!"

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