
Anita seemed hesitant to explain. He approached the young man, looking for warmth there. Bagas refused, there is no desire to make love now. The man only wanted to know about Kamilia right away.
Anita shifts her seat. Now he understood, what Bagas hired himself for. He just needs to tell stories instead of unbuttoning his shirt. Anita is happy, tonight she is free from her routine duties. But still get the money. The woman smiled.
"Tell me back about Arya!" tell Bagas.
"Some times I've been booked Mr. Arya. He always said 'play' when it hurt me. He's paying me" Anita grumbled.
"Otherwise?" ask Bagas. "You know the house?"
"No" answered Anita.
Bagas takes Anita back to Aunt Melly's place. Apparently Anita is interested in Bagas. He was willing to help Bagas find Kamilia.
**
The night is getting colder, the drizzle is back wetting the Capital. Kamilia's body gradually returned to normal, her body temperature dropped. Mr. Arya further softened his attitude. The plan that the man had prepared did not want to fall apart.
Mr. Arya plans to use Kamilia for his business interests with Mr. Freza. He's still vengeful for what Mr. Freza did to him. Master Arya wants to make him beg.
"Haha hahaha. I'll make you crawl at my feet, that company I'll take back!" Mr. Arya is already thinking about his success.
Kamilia looked at Lord Arya from her bed. He has not known this man, there is a bad feeling about this man against Mr. Freza.
"What are you planning?" ask Kamilia. He saw a strange look from Master Arya. Kamilia was worried, afraid that Lord Arya could not control her.
Arya simply shrugged her shoulders, her eyebrows raised. Kamilia did not understand what was on her mind. Though Mr. Arya is thinking how to start destroying Mr. Freza.
Mr. Arya showed Kamilia's face while thinking about Mr. Freza. Being looked at in such a way, Kamilia was wary, worried that Lord Arya was treating herself back like an animal.
"Against me, you don't dream of Freza!" cetus Lord Arya suddenly.
Kamilia was stifled to hear her father's name called. "So, she knows my family," she said. Kamilia put her hearing even sharper.
**
Mr. Freza's hands clenched as soon as he heard Bagas' story. He had forgotten the name of Arya in his life.
"I forgave him first. Now the clap is coming again!" Mr. Freza growled.
"What's the matter exactly?" ask Bagas.
"Your grandfather used to make his father Arya as his confidant, when Papah was grown instead of being returned even Arya who continued. Finally, in various ways, the company managed to retake Papah. Considering his father Arya many services, then Papah gave him a CV," explained Arya. "Now look, dare to play around with me!"
"Drug business?" ask Bagas carefully.
"Not that, it's halal" replied Mr. Freza.
Bagas nodded in understanding. Now just make a plan to make Arya kapok. Mr. Arya and Bagas plan to take back the CV that used to be given to Arya.
Mr. Freza hired a lawyer to take care of that. The company managed by Mr. Arya is not entirely his. Can still be reversed ownership.
Freza finds out that Arya is cheating on him. Through the family lawyer, Freza knew that Arya had come to the lawyer's office. Freza was already impatient to give Arya a surprise.
The sun shines on the bentala. As bright as the heart of Bagas who stepped excitedly. Mr. Freza's pet magpie chirped loudly. Today is Bagas' first day working in his new office.
"Merry, if there's a guest tell me
wait, don't go in!" message Bagas to the receptionist.
"Okay, sir," said Merry.
**
Kamilia began to be able to wake up after three days of lying sick. Red streaks all over his body could not be immortalized. Ever since coming to this house he's really been in jail. Cut off all access to the outside world because his phone was taken by Mr. Arya.
"Good afternoon, Miss?"
The voice was so shocking to Kamilia. Ah ... It turns out the doctor who treated her came. A middle-aged doctor of Mr. Freza's age.
**
"Why can't I go into my own office!?" ask Doctor Mr. Arya to Merry. The man was furious as Merry held back his steps. The office he had been in for ten years.
Merry just lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of his former superior. Uh ... What is used? Because now the owner has taken over.
"I'm sorry, sir," replied Merry.
"What does this mean?" ask Arya.
"Please wait a minute, sir!" Mery told Arya.
"What the fuck!" yelled Arya slurping. He shook Merry's hand. Then, barge into his office.
Instantly he nodded. There was someone sitting in his chair facing the back. His anger has since been detained is now reaching the crown. How dare to play with an Aryan.
"Who are you!?" asked Mr. Arya grimly.
The person sitting in the chair is silent. Only her chair seemed to be moving. Mr. Arya is getting curious. Just did not enter the office for three days, his chair was already occupied.
"Who are you!? Ask to die apparently?" yell Mr. Arya again.
Merry who was standing by Mr. Arya's side just lowered his head. He did not dare to say anything. When Mr. Arya will walk over to his chair. Suddenly the chair was spinning, appearing to be a beautiful woman with flawless makeup. Her slightly tapered face was more and more perfect her beauty.
"Kkk you!" Mr. Arya could not hide his surprise. "How did you get here?"
"What can't Freza do!?"
Someone said while clapping. He entered with a handsome young man. Mr. Arya's face was pale, apparently he had taken his first steps. He lost quickly to action. "Damn it because the woman is sick!" grunts in the heart.
"Freza!" exclaim Mr. Arya restrained.
"We meet again, my brother said Mr. Freza.
The woman sitting in Mr. Arya's chair got up. Mr. Freza is sitting there now. The woman looked frail, the handsome man was swiftly standing beside her.
"This is my daughter, Kamilia, " said Mr. Freza to Arya.
Mr. Arya was not surprised anymore. He already knew who Kamilia was. The man was just wondering why Kamilia was already here. Last time she left, Kamilia was still curled up in her bed.
**
Two hours earlier. Mr. Arya is getting ready to go to his office. Three days he was hiding because of Bagas. Also make sure Kamilia is okay. In his heart he promised not to torture again. Dealing with his law is most anti.
Five minutes after Mr. Arya left the house. A black car appeared to come to Mr. Arya's house. They move very fast. Kamilia was seen entering the car. In the car was already a makeup artist who was ready to change Kamilia's pale face. The elegant clothes of the young executive were also prepared. They quickly preceded Mr. Arya to his office.
**
Mr. Arya who was still in shock with this incident, was even more shocked when suddenly two men in police uniforms came looking for him.
"Where is Mr Arya?" said Mr. Police.
"I, sir," replied Mr. Arya.
"You we hold," said the Police Officer again.
"What's wrong with me?"
The police officer showed me a doctor's visa. Mr. Arya's face grew pale. He looked at the woman who was looking at him.