"Slow down!" said Elissa. She limped along while Edgar held her hand.Hearing Elissa's words, Edgar just smiled. He continued walking, this time a little slower. He was looking for the best way to ride."Can you?" asked Edgar as he jumped over the rolled grass spread evenly on the sand."I am pregnant. Not old!" said Elissa with a laugh.She then jumped as Edgar had done earlier. "See?" she said. Elissa was walking again. This time, she was in front. One step at a time, she trod the dunes. It was a bit difficult because the sand that was stepped on could not remain in its position. But with such a peaceful mood, Elissa did not feel the fatigue from climbing the dunes like this.Edgar could only shake his head at his wife's behaviour. She was indeed pregnant, but she had not changed at all. After experiencing it himself, Edgar was truly convinced this time. Having a romance after marriage was beautiful. Look at Elissa now; there isn't a day when she doesn't smile. It seemed like every
Edgar held the hand of Elissa, who was still lying on the bed. Desmond and Ira sat behind them. Both of them held hands, strengthening each other. They did not expect this to happen at all. Desmond stared wide-eyed. Her eyes were red. Her breathing was laboured. The veins on her forehead were very visible. Desmond did not remove his gaze from Elissa at all. He did not even lean his body on the sofa. He sat up straight as if he was facing a trial. Ira gripped her husband's hand even tighter. His other hand rubbed Desmond's back. Ira knew best that her husband was really looking forward to his future grandchild. Not a day goes by without him discussing a good name to give to his future grandchild. Every night, before going to bed, Desmond always imagined he could travel abroad and raise his grandchild in a country with the best education system. But now, it was all just a hope. Desmond got up. He could not look at Elissa, who was still lying on her bed, especially when his gaze turned
After being discharged from the hospital, Elissa was still often silent. She often daydreamed by looking at the garden from her room. She did not eat even though Edgar had cooked her favourite pasta. Not a single spoonful of pasta in front of Elissa decreased. She kept looking away, staring outside. Who knew what she was thinking? Edgar tried to smile. He was the same. The pasta was still in the kitchen, not touched at all. When he was about to eat it, Edgar chose to look at Elissa first. And now, when he saw Elissa, who did not eat any of the dishes he had made, Edgar lost his appetite. "Honey...," Edgar called. His hand touched Elissa's back. Elissa looked back at Edgar. Seeing her husband coming, she tried to smile, too. "Why aren't you eating?" Edgar asked again. Elissa shook her head. She did not answer. "Just for you! I have no appetite!" Edgar smiled. "I'll bribe you! You have to take medicine," he said in a soft tone. Elissa did not respond. Nevertheless, Edgar immediate
Edgar knelt on the ground. Again, he stopped here in this place. Edgar thought that when he got married, he would come here with just a smile. But he didn't. At times like this, he remembered who he really was. Edgar was just an orphan and an ordinary employee. He had no blood ties to anyone in this world.Edgar did not expect that she would visit here again, not with a smile on his face but with tears.His hand touched the grass growing on his parents' gravestone. Again, Edgar felt that his parents' departure was too soon. For the umpteenth time in this world, Edgar felt alone."Dad... Mom... how are you?" said Edgar.There was silence. The gusts of wind also stopped. The birds that used to pass over the grave were now gone. Not a single bird in the graveyard area made a sound. Nature seemed to provide an opportunity for Edgar to release every burden freely, "I'm sorry, I came here under these circumstances." Edgar paused his sentence. "You know what? Actually, maybe I will become a
Desmond opened the video file he received via email. At first, he was about to ignore it. But after he saw a shadow there, Desmond opened it. And what was his surprise when he saw a woman kissing Edgar's hand and inviting him into a house? Not finished with his shock, Desmond saw Elissa returning home with tears on her face. Elissa ran to her room and immediately slammed the door. Not long after Elissa returned home, Edgar arrived. The man also ran fast, following Elissa. He went straight to the room and tried to enter. "Honey, you misunderstood!" Edgar shouted. There was no answer. There were only small noises inside. "I have nothing to do with Naia. Please open the door! I can explain everything you saw earlier. I ...," Edgar's words choked when Elissa opened the door. "I'm ...." Again, Edgar's words were cut off. His eyes widened when he saw Elissa carrying a large suitcase. "Where are you going?" he asked. "It's not me who's going. It's you who's leaving this house!" Edgar
"Why are you doing that again, Lissa?" asked Cassie, not understanding her friend's behavior. "You don't understand, I'm stressed out. I've lost my child; I lost the husband that I love," said Elissa. "Who made you lose Edgar? Yourself, right?" continued Ami. "What's wrong with you guys? Doesn't anyone support me?" "We are your best friends, Lissa, not just your business partners who support you no matter what you decide; if we were business partners, we'd support you because we'd be afraid of losing your profits. But we're your best friends, so if you're wrong, we'll tell you what to do," said Cassie. "I agree with what Cassie said. Although yes, I often need your money, but this time I don't want to support you. Don't you remember what happened in Lebanon yesterday? It all started with you fighting with Edgar, right?" Ami recalled. "But he cheated on me!" "Proof?" asked Cassie. "Look at the video. Yesterday, I also saw him giving flowers to Naia at the graveyard." Ami and Ca
"Do you think Edgar will be okay?" asked Mustafidz as Balqis sat on the sofa beside him. Balqis had just finished teaching the students about how they could study abroad. Despite her packed schedule, Balqis still fulfilled one of her duties as a wife. She made tea for her husband.Hearing her husband mention Edgar's name made Balqis laugh. "When you meet him, you're always angry. When you don't see each other, you ask about him?" Balqis grinned. She reached for her tea and drank it. Fortunately, Afkar was already asleep. Earlier, when Balqis was teaching, she took Afkar for a walk with her in-laws. Afkar immediately fell asleep. Luckily, Balqis has a child who isn't fussy like Afkar.Mustafidz's face reddened slightly. His face was bent. He reached for the tea Balqis had made. "Elissa, what kind of person is it?" asked Mustafidz while looking away.Balqis smiled. She put down her teacup and moved to the sofa where Mustafidz sat. She reached for the book that Mustafidz was still holdin
"Mr Edgar!" a child shouted.Edgar, facing forward, looking at the building, immediately approached. Edgar wiped away his tears. He took a moment to catch his breath before finally turning around to look at the child who had called out to him earlier."What's wrong, Fi? Aren't you coming to eat cake?" asked Edgar."Neither did you," said Fifi - one of the orphanage children.Edgar tried to smile. "The cake is for you all.""You brought it too. You can eat it too. Eating together is better, you know."Edgar was stunned. He was speechless at the words of the six-year-old in front of him."Are you crying?" asked Fifi.Edgar looked at Fifi. "No, really."Without being asked, Fifi wiped away the tears that were about to fall from Edgar's eyes. As one of the children in the orphanage who had been cared for from infancy, Fifi knew Edgar well. The little girl loves it when Edgar comes around. Edgar is her favourite donor because he wants to play together, unlike other donors who only send mon
Although Edgar didn't know what Hunter had promised Fritz, Edgar tried to remain calm. He wasn't going to stay undercover forever. Besides, the police and Desmond's security forces would soon arrive. Edgar only needed to find Elissa.Edgar watched every shape of the building. The building before him was a fairytale palace with towering towers and still black bricks. The structure was dominated by Greek architecture. Or even all of them had Greek flavor. Only one is not—the two date palms planted before the palace gate. According to Edgar, Fritz seemed to want to combine the two concepts of the princess kidnapped by the dragon and the princess from Aladdin's fairy tale."So, where is the gift you promised?" asked Fritz.Edgar was still calm. "You invited me all the way here just to collect a promise. You didn't serve me food first?""Oh right. Let's eat first while talking."Edgar laughed. "It's been a while since we talked together, right?""Yeah. But if you don't bring that gift, you
"What about Elissa, Bhim?" asked Edgar when Bhima finally visited the hospital.Edgar could now do anything. The doctor also advised him to start taking small steps. Fortunately, the fracture wasn't too severe, so the recovery period was also expected to be short."That's why I came to see you, Young Master. Today we'll be heading to Fritz's private island," Bhima reported."Tell me where it is!" he ordered."Sorry, Young Master. But I'm only here to tell you that. I'm not allowed to tell you the details.""Bhima. Where do you think I'm going? My leg still hasn't healed. My chest still hurts because my ribs still haven't healed. I just want to know how you plan to get Elissa back. Who knows, I can add to some of your plans that might be lacking," said Edgar.Bhima began to look hesitant."Anyway, Bhim. I won't be able to calm down if you only tell me the rough outline."Bhima exhaled. "All right. But young master, please calm down. I will only explain once because time is not our frie
Elissa knocked on Tory's room. She already had a plan to get out of here. What mattered to her now was that Fritz didn't always fixate on her."Miss Queen?" asked Tory in disbelief.She smiled. She hurriedly entered and locked the door. She didn't want the bodyguard Fritz had sent to follow her into Tory's room. No one should know her plan.During the night, Elissa thought about several possibilities. Although there was still a possibility of failure and the success Lissae depended on Tory herself, this was the only way she could think of for now. Elissa did not want to be confined here forever. Even though all her needs and luxurious things were fulfilled on this island, she still wanted to be with Edgar."What does Miss Elissa want? Do you want me to check on you again? Does Mr. Fritz want it?""I want to get straight to the point. Do you really love Fritz?"Tory's face turned red again. She also covered her face with her hands again. "Mr. Fritz is everything to me," she said."If y
Edgar kept thinking about something while lost in the forest and walking without direction. Why did all this happen? Edgar continued translating everything that happened until he realized that what Elissa said was true. Araf had planned something.Without a plan, there would be no climb to Rinjani. Without Araf planning it, there was no way Naia would suddenly be kind to Elissa. Naia would have preferred Elissa to be exhausted and unable to reach the summit. With Araf planning it, Mika would bring a particular mountain communication device and contact Fritz directly.Edgar only realized it after he repeatedly fainted from falling into the ravine. He regretted being so trusting of one person.Araf was speechless. No matter how neatly he prepared his plan, it would be revealed someday. Like a buried carcass, one day, it will leave an odor. Edgar is not a fool; he must have realized it quickly."I'm sorry. I had dark eyes. I thought you would never be happy with Elissa. I thought she wou
Bhima took off his mask. His hands were bruised. He was tired of beating so many people. The members under him were the same. They sat with their legs bent, resting. This day was already the fifth base they visited, but there was no sign of Fritz. Not even one of Fritz's men knew where his boss was."Check if there are any clues. I want to check Fritz's room one more time!" Bhima said.It had been almost a week since he went around looking for where Fritz was. He only found Elissa's picture in all the buildings he came across. And the headquarters in San Francisco was the same. There was nothing that stood out. Fritz's seat even looked like a regular office.Bhima entered Fritz's room once again. He looked around. Everything was a mess. Fritz's desk had also been destroyed. Cabinets, walls, and even the ceiling had been broken. But there was nothing suspicious. Everything inside was always the same. It only contained clothes and trinkets.Bhima lifted the cupboard that he had knocked
Ira continued Desmond's struggle. She started to meet the people behind Fritz. Ira was fed up with just being a behind-the-scenes supporter. She was also fed up that her son was now in Fritz's hands, and no one knew where she was. Only Bhima could track her down, which might take a long time.Ira contacted her acquaintances. She asked for help to collect any evidence of Fritz's crimes. Ira also has a hacker acquaintance. She needed information from an authority and digital data about Fritz's financial statements. If Ira's suspicions were correct, Fritz should never have paid taxes."Where are we going, ma'am?" the driver asked."We're meeting this person!" said Ira as she showed the photo and sent the address to the car's direction system."Are you sure, ma'am? He's nothing more than a deceitful loan shark.""There is no more time. Edgar needs Elissa and she needs to be by his side. If this man is still with Fritz, our efforts will have been in vain," Ira explained.From all the repor
News of Edgar's disappearance reached Mustafidz's ears. The search had entered its fourth day. And all that was found was a bloody shirt. Araf and Jef, who joined the forest and combed the river, had come out. They found no one.The drones that detect body heat also did not get any response. The helicopter boarded by the SAR team also came up empty. Those up there using binoculars with body tempeElissare tracking lenses also found nothing.Rumors that wild animals might have eaten Edgar grew. It seemed impossible that they could not find Edgar, even though the equipment was as complete as this.Mustafidz and Balqis bit their lips. They looked at each other, unable to believe the news they were hearing. The couple knew very well that Edgar had experienced climbing a mountain. He couldn't disappear.Mustafidz immediately gathered all his family and students in the dormitory. They immediately prayed together for Edgar.On the other hand, Sindi, who was visiting the orphanage that Edgar u
Edgar fell. His legs were no longer strong enough to walk. No matter where he went, he couldn't find water. Edgar sat down. He leaned against a tree. He took the bottle of mineral water that was left. He opened it slowly and drank a little. He didn't know when he would get out of this wilderness.Edgar knew that if he got lost on the mountain, the fastest way to return was to return to the top. But in his current condition, that was not possible. It was also impossible for him to return to the path he used yesterday to climb to the top.Edgar didn't know how long he had been here. He also needed to find out what day it was. The last thing he remembered was chasing after Elissa, who Fritz had brought. Edgar hoped that Elissa would be okay.Edgar took a breath. He picked at the young leaves beside him—the easiest way to have a little energy. There were only 500 milliliters of mineral water left in his bag. Fortunately, the water didn't break when Edgar fell into the ravine."I have to g
"Is this really Edgar's shirt?" asked Jef.Araf nodded. He couldn't have forgotten that Edgar loved the soccer team with the blue shirt. He also loved the number 9. Even though this shirt was torn and covered in blood, there was still the name 'GAR' written on the back of the shirt."Is he still alive?" asked Araf in a trembling tone.This shirt was already tattered. Its shape was also out of the body. When Araf was resting and drinking, he saw this shirt stuck on a tree."The possibility is still 50:50. This shirt got stuck on the tree because maybe a monkey carried it. Unfortunately, there are still blood stains on this shirt, which means Edgar was injured," Jef explained.He reported his findings. Simultaneously, the search began to center around the river and the landslide. The sound of flying drones and helicopters could be heard. Drones began combing again, looking for Edgar's body heat from a height of 20 meters. Meanwhile, helicopters began to monitor from a high altitude."I