
Kriy...
Kriy....!
"Hall Fan. What about your job?" Asked the voice of the middle-aged man without further ado after answering the phone call.
"Fluent. Marven's in a trap." Answer Irfan.
"good. You immediately keep your distance from Marven. It's enough of the men who follow him."
"Good Dad. Then I'll go home first." Irfan said and immediately ended the call.
As soon as he came out of the toilet leading to the room where he left Marven and Butet earlier, the sofa they were sitting on was empty.
"Hmmm... They're gone." Irfan said in his heart.
Shortly after that Irfan was out of the entertainment center to the parking area to enter his car and return to the outskirts of the elite complex.
*
Djolok
That morning, a man, like a postman, stopped at a large house and rushed to one of the house guards and asked politely.
"Sorry sir. Is this really Wulan's house?" Ask the man who looks like a courier.
"Wulans? Before I answer, I want to know in advance what needs do you ask Wulan house?" Ask the guard.
"This sir. If it is true that this is the address of Wulan according to the address listed on this envelope, I have the task of giving this shipment to a person named Wulan. Reportedly she is the daughter of Lilah." Answer the courier.
"alright. You are at the correct address alias not a fake address. Tell me what's that stuff you brought?"
"Sorry sir. As a professional at work, I can only give this item to the person directly." Said the courier.
"Oh well. You can wait here for a while. I'll call our young lady." Said the guard man then hurried to step towards the house and convey something to a man who was near the door of the house.
After waiting for a few minutes, finally a girl accompanied by a young man who respectfully escorted behind the girl walked up to the man who looked like a courier and asked. "What need are you looking for me sir?" Ask the girl in a flat voice.
"Sorry miss. Am I dealing with Miss Wulan?" Ask the courier.
"Frightly so." Answer Wulan briefly.
"Look, miss. I am a postal officer. Deliberately came here to bring the shipment for you." The courier man said as he handed her an envelope complete with stamps and a full address.
"Please sign here as proof that you have received the item!" He said politely.
Feeling curious and unwilling to convoluted, Wulan finally received the envelope and immediately put his signature on the paper given by the courier.
"Thank you Miss. Excuse me first." Said the courier then rushed to his motorcycle and left the front area of Lalah's house in the dugong.
Wulan who was curious just walked into her house and continued into the room.
He was eager to find out what the contents of the envelope were according to the delivery man's address, that it had come from the princess Lake.
While singing a little, Wulan ripped off the top end of the envelope and took out the contents.
Cetaaaarrr.....!
Like lightning in broad daylight, the girl was very surprised when she saw the contents of the envelope were some printed pictures showing a friendly scene of a pair of young people who are very friendly and romantic.
"Marve?!" Surprised Wulan saw the face of the man in the picture.
With trembling hands, Wulan saw one after another photos with various scenes.
Wulan's tears are unstoppable now.
He felt annoyed, angry, emotion looking at the picture. And what makes him even more angry is, Marven is his lover who has promised to live with her. But the truth is like this.
With mixed feelings, Wulan tried to hide her cries and rushed out of her room to the garage.
Shortly after, there was a loud roar of the sound of the machine being pressed very loudly making all who heard become glanced at each other.
Soon, a luxury Lexus LC 500 red arrow-like unit left the house known as Lalah's residence and headed to the city of Lake Putri.
Wulan's current goal is to meet Marven and want to ask for an explanation of this image.
Along the way he tried to call Marven. The young man's phone was inactive.
Arriving at the city of Lake Putri, it was already noon. Without wasting any more time Wulan just headed straight to the elite complex. This time it was Martin's house.
Arriving there, he did not find Marven. Not even the guards and housemaids knew where Marven was going. Martin is not at home either. It might be busy monitoring the workers who are rebuilding the world's glittering night entertainment center.
Feeling tired, angry and frustrated, Wulan finally stopped at a cafe near the bridge to just rest and order a thirst-quenching drink.
Just as Wulan had entered the cafe, at the corner table, there were four young men, and one of the four young men was well known to Wulan.
"Tigor...!" Said Wulan reprimanding one of the four young men.
"Hei Lan's. How come it's here? Looking for me, huh?" Tigor was kidding. But what he did not expect was that Wulan instead nodded and ordered the waiter to bring an additional seat for him in order to join Tigor and his friends.
"Today I bought it. You guys just order." Said Wulan trying to hide the tightness inside his chest.
"That's very kind. Thank you Miss." Acong said with passion.
"Eat only. Come eat. We eat until we're full." Wulan said then laughed.
"It's not funny at all with that laugh. Then, why is Wulan such a lunatic?" Tigor said in his heart.
"Lane. You're okay, right?" Ask Tigor.
"Why? Did you see I was sick?" Ask Wulan.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Ask Tigor again.
"Haha... I'm doing fine. Wulan's a great girl." The answer is not to lose.
Seeing something unnatural, Tigor then gave the code to his three friends to leave the table.
Tau will mean the code given by Tigor, Acong, Andra and Ameng immediately ask themselves on the grounds that there is still something they have to work on.
"Mbak Wulan's. Thanks for the transaction yes. We'll ask ourselves first." Said Andra while shyly cat.
"Oh yes, both." Wulan replied still forcing a smile even though the tail of her eyes was already watering.
"Courtesy. Lend me your shoulder!" Wulan said after all of Tigor's friends left.
"For what? You got a problem?" Tigor suddenly asked like a bego.
"Marvenes. He's betrayed. Lend me your shoulder for a second." Wulan said then buried her face on Tigor's shoulder and cried out.
Tigor who died lice just silent like a statue does not know what to do.
Meanwhile, Wulan continued to cry, making Tigor not to the heart.
Slowly and gently, Tigor raised Wulan's face and wiped the girl's tears.
"Tell me what happened to Marven?" Ask Tigor.
"You see this!"
After successfully mastering himself, Wulan finally took out some printed photos from inside his handbag and handed them to Tigor.
Curious, Tigor finally looked at the picture. Although not sad, but Tigor was quite surprised to see Marven was very friendly with a girl he did not know at all.
"Prophe Lan. How now?" Ask Tigor.
"I don't know what to do anymore Gor. I'm cape. If I had met Marven today, I would have ruffled that bastard's face." Wulan.
"Silence Lan. Don't emotion. It's afternoon now. Where are you headed?" Ask Tigor again.
Naturally Tigor was worried about Wulan. This was because he had known this Wulan for quite a while although as long as he was acquainted with this spoiled girl, it was always a loss on his side.
"I want to go home. Forgetting everything. It's free to ask Marven for an explanation. The tongue of a bastard like Marven must have a million reasons."
"You dare go home alone? It's gotta be tonight just got here. I'm worried about your safety. What else is that bend is not safe." Tigor said he raised his concerns.
"Do you mind taking me home?" Ask Wulan.
"Yes already. Let me take you. Tomorrow let Roger take me back to block B." Tigor.
The two young men also left the cafe near the bridge to the dugong.
It happened the same as yesterday. Without them noticing from a safe enough distance, some people were recording the actions of both of them.