When he was out of the advertising office, Praveen felt that his steps were very easy. He imagined what he could do with that much money.Not to mention the additional fee that he will receive after the fashion show.It really helps him when he escapes.He won't immediately depend on Zoya even though the girl has more money. Maybe later she will ask him to save it for business or for something more useful.But what is clear is that he will not become a parasite who depends on her for his life.Ah, why was that he thought? Even if he hasn't worked yet, why was he thinking about the money he would receive?He had to focus on work first, preparing himself for work.He had to look his best.Maybe now is the right time to get treatment at the salon!He then asked the taxi driver to take him to the salon he and Zoya had visited at that time.It was the only place he knew in this city."So, we're not going to Dharavi?" asked the taxi driver."No!" He then mentioned the name and address of th
Roohan is Sunil's henchman who abducted Praveen. He also tortured and hit him with a cricket bat.Sadistically, he and his colleagues threw him into the river.It was still clear in his mind how he and the others tied him with ropes and threw him into the river.He was sure that the man would not survive. There was no gap that would allow the man to come back to life.But why is he still alive and met at this mall? Was what he saw true?Impossible! He must be wrong. The man was not the person he killed! It must be someone else who looks like him!Roohan tried to dismiss the allegation.But why does the man look exactly the same? There cannot be two completely identical people!Still controlled by his curiosity, when he reached the bottom of the escalator, he immediately moved to the escalator going up, trying to follow both of them. He was really curious. Was his vision wrong or was the man really the same person?If what he saw was the person he killed, then a miracle had happened. H
They went to the food court on the 4th floor of the mall.Rajash looked alert, but Praveen just relaxed as if the encounter was normal. Like meeting an acquaintance.He asked Roohan to sit right in front of him. But Rajesh instead stood right behind Roohan as if he was worried that the man would run away.Roohan didn't want to run away. There was no chance he could escape if he did. If he run away, of course there would be a chase in the mall and it would cause a commotion. Mall security would not remain silent either."What's your name?" asked Praveen."No important for you to know!""I have to know your name!”“Vikram!” Roohan answered lying. For some reason, that name just crossed his mind.Praveen laughed sarcastically. As if he knew the man was lying.“I've been nice to you, but you're still lying! Please answer honestly!" he started to increase the intensity of his voice."If you don't want to answer honestly, I'll break your neck right now!" Rajesh joined in the threats. He tug
A week later.That morning Zoya tried to contact Balaa, the bodyguard assigned by her father to accompany her out of the house.“Miss Zoya? Is there anything I can help?" asked the man in surprise. He didn't expect Mr. Narendra's daughter to call him again.“Sorry to interrupt! Are you busy today? Can you please accompany me out?"“I'm at the factory, back as security chief on Mr. Narendra's orders!" Bala replied.Zoya was silent for a moment. She had refused from the start, he didn't need a bodyguard until Balaa returned to the factory.But now she needs someone to guard her. It was impossible to go alone or accompanied by others. Especially accompanied by Sunil.The only right person was Balaa.“Just for this day, Balaa! I need your help. You can tell the head of the factory that you will be assigned to accompany me!".“Where are you going?”“I have something to do! You know I can't go alone, right? Come on! Your boss will definitely not be angry. Tell him I told you to! Or, let me
Praveen walked the catwalk with great confidence. His steps also looked steady as if he had experience as a model.At the end of the stage he stopped and then turned around. People looked hysterical and cheered. But it didn't affect him. The flash lights from journalists aiming at him.He then walked to the back stage, taking turns with the other models.Zoya was completely amazed. She didn't expect him to be so skilled on stage. He didn't look awkward at all. His appearance was so different from the everyday life she was familiar with.An innocent young man from the village has now become a professional model. No one would have thought that this man some time ago was just an idli seller in the Dharavi market.Her thoughts were no longer focused on other models. She didn't care anymore. She would wait again for him to appear in the next session in a different outfit.Behind the stage, in a small tent specially designed as a fitting room was so hectic.Praveen deftly changed clothes.
“How was my performance just now?” Praveen asked Rajesh after the fashion show. They walked towards the parking lot."I don’t know! I didn't pay much attention." Rajesh took out the car keys from his trouser pocket."Why?""I'm not here to see your performance, but to ensure your safety!""So, you didn't notice me at all?"“In my eyes, all the models look the same! Besides, I met someone earlier and talked to her.”Praveen turned and looked at Rajesh sharply."Who?"“Zoya!”"What? Is she here?” Praveen was disbelieved. “How did you meet her? Did you meet on purpose?""No! I saw her by chance. She's here to see you perform!""But why didn't she tell me?"“How would I know! Just ask her! She's here with her new bodyguard!”Praveen really didn't expect Zoya to be so bold as to come here without telling him first."Isn't that risky, Rajesh?""What do you mean?""I told her not to meet me. I'm worried that someone will find out if she meets me.""You don't need to worry. She didn't meet y
Sunil didn't know why the closer he got to his wedding day the more anxious he became.The attitude shown by Zoya was not the attitude of a girl who is so happy about her wedding day. She looked relaxed. In fact, she never talked about who she would invite later.Was it not important to her? They had a lot of mutual friends because they went to the same high school. But why didn't she even say who they should invite?Sunil rushed in. Inside he saw Zoya already in the living room welcoming him.“What would you like to drink, Sunil?” she asked in small talk. He saw that there was no drink on the living room table for him."I'm not thirsty.""So, you're just here to stop by?"Sunil nodded."You said you met someone earlier?" Sunil asked, changing the conversation.“Yes, Uncle Rajesh Kumar. Just a coincidence. He's also at the mall. How do you know? Balaa told you?”Sunil nodded. He was silent for a moment, Seemed like he's thinking about something.“By the way, our wedding is only a matt
"You don't trust me, Boss?" Roohan asked with a raised eyebrow. He glared at Sunil. Instantly his heart beat faster, worried that Sunil really knew that the man was still alive.But he tried to remain calm. He had carried out his duties well. Doing what Sunil told him. His other colleagues probably wouldn't believe that the man survived either. What happens after that is no longer his business.It could be that the man managed to save himself or saved by someone else. Or does he have a spare life? That's none of his business either.“My feeling says he's still alive!” Sunil said."Don't play with feelings! It's often deceptive! If you don't believe me, you can ask someone else. There are several executors besides me!” Roohan tried to convince.Sunil was silent for a few seconds. He returned Roohan's gaze. Being stared at like that apparently made Roohan uncomfortable. He felt distrusted.“I just want to make sure, Roohan!”Roohan took a deep breath.“Boss, I don't know what's on your
Meanwhile, far away in Mumbai, Sunil Chakraborty still could not accept the reality of what had happened.He was angry, but did not know how to vent his anger. Why did all this come to light?This must be the result of Roohan's failure, the man he had assigned to eliminate Praveen. If only he had succeeded, it would have been a different story. That man would have rotted at the bottom of the river!He had paid Roohan. He had to take responsibility for this failure! He should not deny it like that day, at least he should get his reward!Sunil still felt his chest burning with emotion. He would teach Roohan a lesson!He immediately left the house. But his steps stopped when Amaneesh stopped him."Where are you going?""I have some business to finish!""No! You stay home for now! Let me take care of everything!""No, Dad!" said Sunil, ignoring his father's words. He continued walking towards his car and soon the car was out of the garage.Amaneesh was furious, but could not do anything.
The afternoon was approaching.The Balinese bridal make-up artist had finished dressing Zoya. She seemed satisfied with her work.“It’s done. You can look in the mirror now!” said her with a smile.Zoya turned her body slowly to face the large mirror not far from her and was immediately stunned.Is that really her?She looked very different wearing a typical Balinese bridal kebaya in maroon and decorated with gold thread embroidery. Her head was decorated with a majestic floral metal crown that was also gold in color. Both of her wrists wore gold color bracelets. Prada songket cloth with a color that matched the kebaya she was wearing further enhanced her appearance.The make-up on her face was not striking so that her beautiful face looked even more beautiful.She stared at her reflection in the mirror for a long time, not expecting it to be herself.However, she had a little difficulty moving her head because the crown was quite heavy, around three kg.She convinced herself that she
The Balinese woman looked so graceful in the traditional dress. She wore a short white kebaya with a silver Prada cloth with a floral motif.Her black hair was pulled up into a bun. She was around mid-thirties and spoke fluent English.“So you two will be married with Balinese customs and rituals?”“Yes, of course. I have longed to marry with Balinese rituals. It just so happens that India and Bali have similarities,” Zoya explained.She smiled and looked at the two of them alternately. There was a sense of amazement in her eyes. The girl looked beautiful and the man was so handsome. They both looked so harmonious, especially later when they wear Balinese traditional clothes. Of course it would be even more charming.She had served quite a lot of clients who were about to get married, and most of them were Westerners, but this time she met a unique client from India.Judging from their appearance, they were not from just anyone. If not the upper class, then they must be public figures
Zoya and Praveen had landed in Bali three hours ago and now they had checked in at a resort in the Seminyak region. Zoya had made a reservation before so they didn't have to bother booking a hotel.Praveen didn't expect to go this far. This was the first time in his life he saw the outside world directly. It never even crossed his mind to be on this island of the gods. Not for leisure pursuit but to get married!No! He didn't feel tired after a long journey, in fact when he set foot in Ngurah Rai Airport his chest was still beating fast. Since leaving India, he felt like he entered a new world.Uncertain? Alienated? No! He didn't feel lost as long as Zoya was by his side. She gave him energy and determination so strong that he was a man who could overcome all obstacles.He had passed the biggest obstacle perfectly, taking away the lover he loved so much to escape from the one-sided match made by her parents.Coming out of the airport he was already fascinated by the pleasant atmospher
“What’s wrong? What are you guys talking about in there?” Sunil asked curiously.Stupid kid!If there were no other people around, Amaneesh would have slapped him. But he held back his anger so as not to raise further suspicion.“Come on, go home! I want to talk to you at home!”“Just tell me here now. I want to know!” Sunil said curiously.Amaneesh shook his head. He saw several of his subordinates standing looking at him in surprise.“You guys go back to the office now! We’ll talk later!”His subordinates took a respectful position,“Yes, sir!” said them.Sunil couldn’t accept it, he just walked briskly into Narendra’s room and opened the door,“What are you talking about with my father, Mr. Narendra?!” he asked loudly.Narendra was sitting on the sofa realizing the mistake he had made. Seeing Sunil act like that, his disgust surfaced again, he really didn’t want to see the young man’s face again.“Just ask your father! From now on I don’t want to see anymore! Get out of my room now
Rajesh Kumar was cheered. He quickly got up and half ran out to his car. In less than half an hour he was at the cafe that Narendra usually visited.Apparently Rajesh had arrived first. Narendra was not there yet. He immediately took a seat in the corner of the cafe and ordered a drink.Not long, finally Narendra appeared alone. He entered with brisk steps and sat across from Rajesh.“How are you, sir! Long time no see!” he said, starting the conversation.Narendra ignored him and went straight to the point.“Why did you tell me this now? Why?”“Because this is the best time to reveal everything!”“No! It’s too late!”“Not for me!”“Where did you get that evidence?” asked Narendra.Rajesh then explained in as much detail as possible.Narendra Prasadh listened with an angry expression. How could a police officer do something bad to get his personal desires and the police officer was… his future son-in-law? Truly, he had been deceived!“Your daughter has found a suitable man as her life
Two investigators came to see Mr. Amaneesh that night. They brought very important news.“We have checked the immigration data at the airport and got the names we are looking for, Sir! It turns out that Miss Zoya and Praveen Jayachandran took a flight abroad. They managed to escape to Singapore!” said a police officer named Sukhdev excitedly. His other colleague nodded in agreement.“That’s right! They left at 4:10 in the morning, and this data has been matched with the airline passenger manifest!”“They fled abroad?” said Amaneesh as if in disbelief. He did not know whether this was good or bad news because if this was true, their pursuit would be more difficult unless they asked for help from Interpol.But was it possible, considering that they were not criminals or perpetrators of crimes that harmed the country?Nothing is impossible. He could have used his authority as the Mumbai police chief.“What else did you get?”“That’s it. I think this is a very important clue, so I reporte
There were no significant results of the investigation even though Amaneesh had ordered many of his personnel. Some were ordered to Dharavi, some to modeling agencies, and advertising agencies and more to guard the borders.But none of them yielded results.Towards evening, Mrs. Fateema was even more shocked to see Sunil and his men arrive at her house. They interrogated her again, even though previously in Doorna she had been visited by the police asking about Praveen's whereabouts. Of course she did not know where he was. Since Zoya's identity was revealed, he had never been there again. What shocked her the most how Sunil knew where she lives?"Don't try to hide something from me, Mrs. Fateema!" said Sunil intimidatingly."Why would I hide him whereabouts, Sir! I have no idea at all. Since Ashita, I mean... Miss Zoya is no longer in Doorna, he has also never come again! Especially since he started to become famous!"“You don’t know where he lives?”“I don’t know exactly! But he sa
The wedding ceremony that was planned to take place this morning really ended in a mess, even though the hotel had made good preparations. The hall had been neatly arranged, both the stage and the arrangement of chairs and tables for the guests. Decorations full of flowers were already available. So was the catering.But all that was in vain because the bride ran away.Approaching 10 o'clock, the hall was actually quiet. Guests who did not know and had already come were not allowed to enter the building. The hotel was closed to guests.Of course, many guests were shocked, not expecting the party to be canceled. Not a few were disappointed because they had already come.In connection with being closed, Narendra's family could not hide their shame.This was the first time in his life he felt humiliated, not by someone else, but by his own child.Was there a wrong decision that made his daughter choose to run away rather than follow his wishes?But what was wrong? Isn't it his duty as a