Aero The Kidnapper's
Part 3

The tall man who had just broken his own phone a few hours ago was staring straight at the scene outside his bedroom window. What he thinks usually doesn't match the facial expression. It could be, when he was silent like this, his brain just thought nothing. But just when he was discussing or pounding with his people, he was thinking about something. Unichowo. Because he could think in a boisterous state full of voices.

Cigarette smoke he exhaled, occasionally closed his eyes in order to sleep. Let's say he's crazy, because his position closes his eyes precisely when standing also with cigarette butts that are still lit in the insertion of the right finger.

"What this time an Aero can't think right? There's no point in that little girl. I don't care if you want him."

"But thanks bro, thanks to you acting cheap, I can escape the shadow of a bleak future."

Aero still vividly remembered every sentence that the jerk guy threw over the phone. He can mock and call Aero a stupid man. Usually he does not think too much about the words of others, he will not care about the appraiser of people about him. It's just that his actions this time arguably failed to disturb him.

His men just can't believe he made a mistake, is it true Aero has been that stupid this time? There are many cases he has solved. Reveal what should be the truth. Sometimes he also took part to hide the real evidence of a major case handled by the police. He just works to make money, that's all.

But this time, is it because it's not a matter of money he failed? Is it because of personal business that he didn't succeed? I don't know, he himself still wants to know how it could be like that. Where the source of his failure should he find out.

Aero opened his eagle eyes again after about 1 minute asleep. That was more than enough for him. Without seeing the rest of the cigarette, he immediately turned it off on the ashtray that was available near where he stood. Just walk out of the room with black jeans hanging from the waist.

"Jordiii!!" Shouts from the second floor. Everyone who was still loyal gathered in the spacious room of the first floor immediately gave his attention to their Boss, without a sound. A few seconds later the sound of running steps was heard climbing the stairs. The man had broad shoulders, a neat appearance with cloth pants as well as a white shirt. That's Jordi.

"Yes, why?" Call Jordi politely when you have entered the room of his Boss. Only he was allowed to call Aero with Mas, apart from being older, also out of respect. Specials. And everyone in the house knows.

"For the next case, I want Ario in control. After you get out, call him." The point is that Aero wants Ario involved in all cases.

Jordi was quite surprised to hear that, he thought someone else was more worthy, calm and clever to be the next leader. But what can be done, his status is only a subordinate. He must obey.

"Ready Mas!"

"There's one more."

Jordi took a silent breath. He was afraid for this 'one more. Because he must have been the one to get this job. It is not heavy if according to the big boss, but if it has to be done in secret, it makes Jordi often short of breath. He was one of those people who could not keep a secret for long. He was afraid, because it could be that the secret could lead him to dangerous conditions.

For that, before the command is issued. Hurriedly Jordi asked for something. "If you can, give me one partner."

"Hmm?"

Aero's face that suddenly turned his head had surprised this neat-looking man - even though it was night but Jordi was still like an office worker.

"That means you're asking for pocket money to be split in half."

"D-yes." Jordi replied half unwillingly. Instead of him having to turn around to complete the task on his own. It would be better if there were two brains thinking.

Aero simply nodded in response.

"Who would you like to be a partner?"

"Arm. Can Mas?"

His ink slightly lowered the tone of speech. Because Ardi often took his boss everywhere because it is known as the most martial arts champion. The guy was always an option in every case.

Aero's forehead was wrinkled, and it made Jordi even more unwell. It looks like this request won't be acc.

"OK!"

"What?" Reflek Jordi asked. He was actually shocked because it was so easy for his boss to give his approval.

"Ok I said." Aero sat down on the chair, turned on the laptop and continued. "For this case you are enough."

"What's his job?"

"You must remember, you need to call Ardi."

Ah yeah. Where the partner may not be told what his or her duties are. Aero prefers to convey his wishes directly, without intermediaries. Because with an intermediary, he often plays miss com."Ready Mas!"

Soon Jordi came out of the room with a black door bearing a danger. He walked to the balcony showing the state of the first floor, then called Ardi's name. Ask a man who is cool playing PS games to immediately go up.

While in other parts of the world. This sweet woman's heart is breaking, she is being betrayed. Not only by her future husband, but also by her half-brother and her parents.

He thought that his status in the family was the same as his half-sister. Both their children. Again it's all just wishful thinking, cliche. Regina Athalia has not been able to get a place in the hearts of the house people. Though as best as he could serve, banging bones to make their families live in adequacy. Not too fancy, but Rea can provide what his family needs without a long time to save. The income is very good, even higher when compared to stepbrothers and Father as the head of the household. Almost 70% of his salary was spent on home purposes, while for himself, Rea chose modestly.

Arka, the man who will be Rea's future husband until this moment does not appear. Many times this woman called, texted, even contacted through social media, none of which was sent. Arka blocked all access to communication with him - possibly. Why in an instant did that originally good man turn cruel? Doesn't the man want to know what happened to him on the wedding day? Where are the words love and affection that continue in you? Where is the attention given during the approach? Where are the promises made sweet to make her smile when she is tired of working? Where is it all? Rea was still questioning.

"Mothers are ashamed of their families. You might even run away to Arka's room!! What a fool you are!! It should be from the beginning of the introduction, you said that if you do not like Arka, I'll deketin she's the same as your sister."

Until this moment Rea did not also understand what his mother said. One sentence said Rea defended himself, then there would be a reply of millions of words specific to his ears. In addition to loud, the selection of harsh sentences that his mother conveyed made Rea can only shut up and cry.

"Have a drink first." The faithful aunt sat beside Rea's bed.

"Get to drink Bi. Rea still doesn't know where it's wrong. They didn't want to know where Rea was? Arka doesn't know where either." While lying weakly in bed, Rea poured out her heart to the only woman who had always noticed him in this house.

The woman who had long devoted her life in this house moved backwards. Massaging his employer's child's legs wrapped in a blanket. That's what he used to do to entertain the heirs of this house. "Aunti doesn't believe it. But then Aunt was in her building too Mba. Did Mba Rea really run away with Mas Arka?" Ask with caution.

"Rea never lied to you, did she? Time has to be in debt, Rea said, right?"

The woman who owns the sweet face of her biological mother's offspring is slightly up, sitting leaning headboard. "Rea has dandan, ushered down the same two people who make up - in. Uh in the middle of the hallway, the two men went to the room to get shoes. And not for long the door to the room was open, there was a man wearing a mask narik Rea entered the room. Keep going"

The sweet girl's breath was stifled, there was a tightness that appeared when she told the bad thing back. Especially when Rea remembered the photo that Aunt Yul showed. A picture of her being held by a man in bed. That is a disgrace. His face is clearly visible. And it's hard for him to dodge if it's not him.

"Rea doesn't know it's been flanked." His whimper was accompanied by tears that were relentlessly shedding. Aunt Yul could only come closer and hug her foster child to calm down.

"Mas Arka said it was his tea, and Mba Rea knew him?"

"Enggaaa. Rea doesn't know the guy." His eagle was getting stronger. He rejected all charges if the man who was with Rea at the hotel was a person he knew. Not finished his heart was sliced when he heard Aunt Yul's story about the continuation of the show in the ballroom. Again Rea had to accept her heart being thrown to the bottom of the abyss.

"So it really is Bi? Is the wedding ceremony the same as Rena?" Rea repeated for the umpteenth time in a desperate voice. There was an invisible wound that tortured him so much. It took me a long time to cure this.

"Maybe Mas Arka is not Mba Rea's mate. Bibi is sure, Mba Rea is the best mate in the world. Better than Mas Arka, better than any man Mba Rea knew. Auntie believes that." Entertain Auntie did not lose haru. His eyes began to glaze over, the regretful effect he had to face. Why should his family walk like this? He was a living witness when Mamah Rea died, then his father remarried, and lastly when his father left himself to fend for himself.

"Something's missing, but something's coming back." Aunt Yul's embrace was tightened on the woman she already considered to be her own child. His love for Rea may be as great as it was for his son in the village. Because love knows nothing.

"Rea wants to leave this house Bi, Rea is not strong anymore."

Hearing the frustrated tone coming out of Rea's mouth, Aunt Yul immediately let go of her embrace. Both of his hands tightly squeezed Rea's shoulders, then said, "Don't! Mba Rea is the heir to this house, can't go! They should have left! Mba Rea's right here! They're just hitchhiking."

Those in question are the new Mother and Father who have no blood ties to him at all. A stranger.

But it did not work, this 25-year-old woman stared fixedly at her aunt's eyes with determination.

"Rea wants a quiet life, same Aunt. Yaaa??"

"Mba, I promised you."

"So Auntie doesn't want to?"

Slowly the old face that had devoted half his age in this mansion only shook his head with a smile. "Maybe Mba Rea doesn't know, there are things that need to be taken care of in this house. Memories of Mama Mama Papah Mba Rea are here. Don't go, will you?"

"Rea has no power to fight anymore. The man Rea thought could help get out of here turned out to be nothing. I must work on it myself. I don't want to hope for anyone else. Free."

Any message for Aero?

or Rea?

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