"Because they won't be looking for us there, Derrick," Alea said seriously. Derrick's brow furrowed in confusion and before he could ask again, Alea had already said again, "They know I brought you guys. So, they will most likely be looking in towns that have something to do with my family right?" Derrick thought for a moment, "That's true." "Yes, that's true. It's safest to avoid them as much as possible and that means we have to go to a place where they can't guess," Alea answered firmly. Derrick nodded, "Since when were you this smart?" Alea growled in annoyance, she knew Derrick was just teasing her but she was still annoyed. Why did it have to be in front of Vesa? However, it looked like Alea didn't have time to respond to Derrick's words so she prefered to concentrate on driving the car. Saving Vesa was more important, then Alea thought while occasionally glancing through the rearview mirror. Vesa was getting weaker, he knew that. Derrick also didn't stop checking Vesa's
"I'm fine, don't look at me like that, Derrick White, please." Vesa pleaded desperately as he tried to get out of bed in the hospital. Derrick intended to help because it was clear that Vesa was in a bit of trouble but Alea glanced at him sharply as if to remind Derrick to let Vesa do it himself. "Where are we going?" asked Vesa after he managed to stand up straight. "We're going to Bristol," Alea replied. Derrick frowned, "Don't you have a company there?" Alea nodded, "Right." "You said we had to go somewhere they couldn't possibly go. Why are we going to Bristol now?" asked Derrick. Vesa was also waiting for Alea's answer. He was not suspecting Alea would betray or anything. He just wanted a reasonable explanation. This was also because they didn't want to die silly after escaping death. "I received an email from one of my brothers. They've been looking in Bristol, I think it's safe there. Besides, it's been three days since the incident," said Alea. Derrick felt his heart
"How to?" Alea asked curiously. "We're leaving Paris," Derrick replied. Alea was a little taken aback but nodded in agreement , "Good idea, Derrick. They won't think so. I'm sure they do guard at airports near London." Vesa nodded, "I think so. So when are we leaving?" "The sooner the better," said Alea. Vesa turned his head, Alea said hastily, "Your family is waiting there, Vesa. You must meet them immediately. They need you." Vesa knew why Alea used the word 'They'. He wasn't wrong. It's true that he only had a father but Ruslan was now a part of his family too. He had considered Ruslan his family. "How about the day after tomorrow?" Derrick suggested. Vesa nodded, "Okay." Alea added, "I'll arrange the tickets." However, Derrick suddenly remembered something, "What about our passports? We left them in London." Vesa also just remembered, his face began to look confused. Alea smiled meaningfully, "Calm down. Just a moment." Alea took a bag and then took out two passports.
"Stefan? What do you mean Stefan is involved?" asked Valentino surprised by Ruslan's thoughts. "Sir, don't you also know that Mr. Stefan had told the Young Master about the incident how Mr. Agusta died at that time?" Valentino already knew about it but he still couldn't believe Stefan was involved, "But Ruslan. Stefan might not be a good person. However, it's impossible for him to be involved in this matter. After all, my problems with him are over long ago, Ruslan." Ruslan said, "It's over for you. Maybe for Mr. Stefan not yet. If you still remember, two of his friends lost their lives and his aunt also died a tragic death, sir. To be honest, I still can't if Mr. Stefan has forgotten about that matter." Valentino thought again and he still couldn't find the reason Stefan attacked him like Ruslan said. Or was he just too naive to think that Stefan had forgotten that grudge? "If he still has a grudge against me, why didn't he do it a long time ago, Ruslan? Since Ferisha's death, I
"It's late, Inka. Go to sleep quickly!" Stefan said without intending to answer Vesa's question. Inka looked sadly at the uncle she had considered as her own father. However, the girl still nodded obediently and then she got down from there. Inka walked unsteadily to her room and with a raging heart, she threw herself onto her bed. "You are silent. Does that mean you were involved in the kidnapping?" muttered Inka sadly. "What should I do now? Looking for Vesa is also impossible. How about looking for him?" She knew she wasn't that close to Vesa but she still couldn't let anyone else get hurt, especially if it was related to her uncle. Although it was not yet clear about Stefan's involvement but with her uncle's silence, Inka couldn't ignore the fact that her uncle was involved. "Gosh, what have you actually done?" said Inka desperately. The girl rubbed her face roughly. Meanwhile, on the other side of the continent, to be precise near Aéroport Paris-Charles de Gaulle, Alea Gre
When Vesa woke up, they had escaped again from the pursuit of their attackers, he was already in an airplane. When his brain was processing what had just happened to them, he wanted to scream again. However, quickly Derrick who sat beside him immediately made him realize. "Shhh. Vesa, we are in the plane. You will attract their attention," said Derrick quietly. Vesa then glanced at the people around him and sure enough now they were paying attention to him who might look like a strange person. Derrick was still holding Vesa's arm, but as soon as he noticed that Vesa was starting to calm down, he decided to let go slowly. Vesa then said softly, "Alea, Derrick." "I know Vesa. I know. He was stabbed but we still don't know if he will survive or not. We'll find out when we get to Indonesia, okay?" Derrick said trying to calm Vesa. Vesa rubbed his face roughly, something he usually did when he's frustrated. "Derrick, this is all my fault. Why do the people who helped me have to be un
Vesa's heart was pounding when their plane landed at the airport. He and Derrick had changed and decided to leave all their things at the airport. They only took their cards and passports and a few other cards that they could tuck into their clothes. They were lucky because in their bag, Alea had put two hats that they could use to disguise themselves. Vesa felt compelled to thank Alea again because she had prepared many things for them. "Don't worry, we'll find out about her as soon as we get to a safe place, Vesa," Derrick said as soon as he saw Vesa's gloomy face. Vesa just gave a nod. He then began to focus his attention as he walked towards the exit of the plane. "They can't attack us in the airport, Vesa. We have to be vigilant when we start to go to the exit," said Derrick. Vesa again corrected the mask he was wearing and his hat. He didn't wear sunglasses because it would look very conspicuous. Both of them just tried to cover their noses and mouths because they felt that
Derrick's body shook violently when Inka showed the two photos that the girl had managed to get. It's hard for Derrick to think that his parents would have been killed in such a horrible way. However, he still couldn't see it. His blood boiled even more when Inka played the conversation of Stefan's men that he had secretly recorded. It was clear that they were having fun after killing Mikael and Fransisca White. Not only that, Inka also told Derrick and Vesa about the funeral of Derrick's parents which had not gone smoothly. It could not be prevented, the young man was immediately ignited by emotion. "I'll kill them," said Derrick furiously. His eyes were already bloodshot from too much anger until tears welled up in his eyes. Vesa patted his friend's shoulder and said, "We will repay him. We'll make them pay for everything." Inka looked concerned at Derrick, "I'm sorry. I know I don't deserve to apologize but I ...." "It's not your fault, you don't need to apologize," Vesa cut
Hello, readers. We'll meet again here. Finally finished this second season. It's such a relief to finish this story. I thank you very much for reading the story of Vesa Araya, Valentino Araya's son, and following it to the end. I hope the story doesn't disappoint and you are satisfied with this story. Hopefully, the ending will also be satisfying for the readers, and no one will be disappointed. I hope that the story of Vesa Araya will be remembered by readers. Finally, I hope to create other stories that readers will also like. Best regards from Zila Aicha, see you in Zila's next work. Zila Aicha
Gea's body looks so terrible. Her chest was stabbed with a knife and foam was coming out of his mouth and his eyes were open. Vesa immediately ordered, "Call the police now." Inka covered her face because she couldn't see it. Vesa immediately hugged the girl so that Inka wouldn't be afraid. "Who killed her? It was too cruel, Vesa. It was terrible," said the girl in a trembling voice. "We'll find out soon, let the police handle it," said Vesa. Not long after that the police came and immediately investigated the case. "Would you two come with us to the police station to testify?" asked the police officer. "Yes," Vesa replied. Vesa also invited Inka to join the police chief. Vesa and Inka had to be at the police station for at least two hours to testify. And when he finished and left the interrogation room, he saw Lara, Gea's daughter, coming to the police station with a face full of tears. "Have you found the culprit? Please tell me who killed my mother?" Lara screamed hysteri
"I don't hate you, Alea. It's just that you've gone too far," said Vesa. He then took Lara away from there. Alea shouted, "Vesa." Vesa ignored her. Alea could only bite her lower lip bitterly. Vesa didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. The young man must have been so disgusted with him. Alea grabbed her hair and left the campus because she couldn't stand the sight of the students looking at her with strange looks. On the other hand, Vesa said quietly, "I'm sorry. Because of me, you became ....""It's okay. Well, by the way I have to go now, I think my friend has come," Lara said then. Vesa nodded slowly, still feeling so guilty. Once the girl left, he chose to change his plans. He couldn't possibly use Lara to trap Gea. The girl didn't know anything. For some reason, he felt that Lara was an innocent girl. Therefore he decided to attack Gea without involving Lara. That evening he returned to his house and immediately spoke to Inka, "I met Gea's daughter. Inka, we
In just no less than thirty seconds, Stefan sent a photo as soon as Vesa turned off his phone. Vesa calmly opened the message and smiled crookedly as soon as he saw the photo. Got you, Gea. Vesa thought. Immediately he pocketed his phone back and walked over to Lara with a bright smile. "Are you done calling?" asked Vesa who was much friendlier than before. "Got it. Want to take a walk now?" Lara asked back. "Yes, go ahead. I won't take up much of your time," Vesa said. Lara nodded and then started acting as a tour guide there. Even though it has only been seven months since leaving the campus, the campus has changed quite a lot. Vesa reminisced about his campus days. Even though he had a lot of bad memories there, he still had a few good memories so that now he felt quite disappointed again when he remembers the early days of his friendship with Derrick. Derrick was the first to defend him. He was also the first Vesa trusted and even told each other about anything. Really, Ve
Lara Serafin rushed into her campus, Greenwich University. She had promised Gemma Jones last night to accompany her to the library. When she stepped into that place, she had to pass a group of students from other faculties who were seen chatting casually. Lara was really enjoying her new life on campus. Even though at first he felt that there were a lot of things that were so odd like the unclear reasons his mother chose this country. Besides that, her mother, who currently chooses to work from home, certainly made her wonder even more. Her mother, Gea Raharjo, reasoned that working from home meant that she had more time to spend with her. Because of that too, Lara could never protest or ask more about her mother's main reason. And when Lara asked about her mother's occupation, her mother would only say that she was struggling with stocks. What kind of stock it was, Lara didn't know. And no matter how many times she asked, Gea would only answer the same. So Lara got tired of askin
Derrick could only be silent when he saw his best friend leave his house. He glanced at Alea, he really wanted to embrace Alea's body but when he got closer, Alea stepped back. With a face already wet with tears, Alea said sobbing softly, "It's all my fault. My fault, Derrick." Derrick shook his head, "No. It's my fault, Alea. You're not wrong. I made the mess." "I came to you, I am the most guilty," said Alea again. "I asked you to come, I, Derrick," continued Alea. Derrick snapped "And I wanted to come here too. Okay, fine. We're both guilty. We're both guilty." Alea fell on the floor of Derrick's yard, "Vesa must hate me. Even though we are fine. He never hurt me. But why me? Derrick, I'm just annoyed that he never wants to visit me here. Even though it's clear money is not a problem for him. But he is more concerned with his company. I just want the attention. Am I wrong?"Derrick sighed, "We are both guilty. Alya, come home. Sorry, I can't accompany you. I'm going to look f
London was still one of the most populous cities that Vesa has visited. The night view of this city always manages to make Vesa miss. Since the death of his grandparents about seven months ago, Vesa Araya has never visited the city. This was not because he did not want to go to see his grandparents, but because he was busy, which took up quite a bit of time. In the past six months, besides Vesa having to pursue his educational degree, he had to return to managing the company left by his father. He, who may be the child of the richest billionaire in Indonesia, had almost no spare time. So far, it could be said that Vesa's life was only focused on the world of business, education and at the same time tracking down Gea's whereabouts, which he still didn't know about. However, Vesa was not a person who gives up easily, especially since Gea was one of the causes of all the misfortune that had befallen him. Vesa did not stop the search one bit and even expanded it even more. However, the
"You don't want to investigate?" asked Inka then. Vesa was surprised to hear Inka's words, "Investigating? You say it as if Derrick has done something strange." Inka chuckled, "Vesa, that's not what I meant. Well, we don't know what happened there. It could be that he is in big trouble." Inka saw Vesa's brow furrowed. The young man was thinking. "When I got to know Derrick, he wasn't like you. You always say anything. But not with Derrick. You are really close friends, but I think he still keeps secrets or you could say he doesn't always say anything to you," explained Inka. "That's what I know, Inka. I told you earlier. He doesn't always say everything and I never force him to say it. I respect her privacy," Vesa replied. "There you go, Vesa. Why don't you try to investigate. Who knows, he actually needs your help but doesn't say it," said Inka. Vesa thought seriously. He finally gave up. He overcame his ego that wanted to survive and didn't ask Derrick. He had to know Derric
Gea smiled briefly before answering her daughter's question, "Because England is your dream country." Lara was confused but tried to smile, not wanting to bother her mother with her own questions which might make Mother sad. "You'll like it later, honey. You can get into Greenwich University later," said Gea. Lara nodded and then the food came. The young girl who had completed her high school education started concentrating on the food in front of her. "Eat first, Mother, sleep for a while, okay? If you need anything, you can wake Mother up," said Gea again. Lara replied, "Yes, Mother, take it easy. After I eat, I'll go to bed." "Good girl," Gea praised, stroking her daughter's hair gently. Shortly after, Gea was completely closed. Unfortunately, even though Lara from the outside appeared to be enjoying her meal, it was a shame her mind was wandering elsewhere. Lara was still very young, at the age of just turning eighteen, she could think more maturely than her peers. So it's