"Excuse me, can I help you?" asked one of the officers who stopped as soon as he heard a guest shout at him a little."Isn't that photo Valentino Araya? Why did you bring the photo?" Derric asked curiously.The officer frowned in confusion then asked his friend to pick it up himself. The twins just stared at Derrick and the officer's interaction."Oh, that's right. This is Mr. Valentino Araya. We are cleaning the room because he wants it to be renovated again," he replied.Derrick was again taken aback, "Room? Does he also work here?"What a stupid question, Derrick also realized that so his face turned red."Of course not. He is the owner of this hotel, what does he work for?" asked the hotel clerk with a strange look. Derrick smiled like a fool. So it turned out they've been staying at Vesa's father's hotel? And they din't even know anything. When he found Valentino's name in the magazine, why he didn't look for Vesa's father's name on an internet search engine? Why was he even loo
"You didn't kill him?" repeated Gea. "No, Boss," squeaked Rio suddenly scared. "You idiot," Gea cursed. Rio was shocked, "You said you only needed the kid and you said just leave his friend on the street so I don't think he needs me to kill him," said Rio. Gea pinched her temples. She did not expect her trusted subordinates to be so stupid because they did not immediately understand what he ordered. "Rio, can't you use your brain just a little? If you don't kill his friend, he can report everywhere. Valentino can quickly find his son while we can't play," said Gea angrily. Rio gasped, "I'm sorry, Boss. I'm such a fool. Fine, I'll find that boy again and kill him." Gea chuckled, "Do you want to do something stupid again? Do you want us to get caught sooner? Damn. How can I have stupid minions like you?” Rio scratched the back of his head that didn't itch. “S-sorry, so what should I do now, Boss?” Rio asked with a stupid expression. “Nothing. Just make sure the kid can't run aw
Valentino widened his eyes after hearing Ruslan speak. "He's in Indonesia? Say you're joking, Ruslan. That's impossible. Where does my son get the money to pay for getting here?" asked Valentino, almost had a heart attack because of the behavior of his only son. "He... Derrick White facilitated the Young Master, Sir." Ruslan had been prepared that his big master would behead him at any moment. He felt he deserved it because he had neglected to take care of the son of his employer. Valentino's head throbbed and an intense fear began to creep into his mind and heart. "Where is he now, Ruslan? Where is he?" cried Valentino in frustration. "We are still tracking him, sir. Young Master was seen at Ir. Soekarno Hatta Airport five days ago with his three friends," explained Ruslan. Valentino sat on the floor, weak. He was really very scared now. He was afraid that he would lose one of the people he loves again. Hadn't God punished him enough? Because his revenge plan, he costed innoc
Vesa completely ignored Rio's rambling on. He only kept all the information said by Rio. From the chatter, he knew that his mother was a detective. Gosh, he never knew about that. His father never talked about it. He only knew his mother's name and also his mother's photo. That's just one. The photo hung on his study table. He became more and more curious, what was his mother like? She's a detective. She had to be really cool. Suddenly he smiled proudly, his mother must have done a clever catch the criminal. How did she get to meet his father? If she saw his father who he said was still living alone until now, it was certain that his mother was a very great woman. He wanted to know more. He wanted to know the life of his parents. His breath hitched. He almost showed his weak side. No, no Vesa. You're strong. Can't be weak, don't make it difficult for dad, he thought. Meanwhile, Valentino left for the AL Group with a driver and also Ruslan. Valentino's worries were slightly reduce
"I'm dead now!" murmured Lusi. Even though she was afraid of being fired, the woman still came to Valentino's room. As soon as she opened the door, she was immediately confronted by three young men who were sitting relaxed and also Valentino who seemed to be standing with his arms crossed. "Yes, Sir. Do you need anything?" asked Lusi timidly. "Why didn't you call me straight away?" Valentino asked immediately making Lusi choke. It's true, it's not entirely Lusi's fault for not believing in his son. However, Valentino still couldn't get rid of his annoyance at Lusi for making his son wait for him for so long. "I-I tried to call you, but you didn't pick up," said Lusi stammering. Lusi glanced at the three young men who were staring at her lazily. "Why didn't you send me a message? Or trying to contact Ruslan?" asked Valentino. "S-Sorry, Sir. I was wrong," she said. She really felt guilty for making his boss' son wait but he was confused. Why only three people? Where is the boss'
"The traces of the car disappeared right after Young Master's friend was dropped off, Boss." "Shit," Ruslan cursed. The kidnapper was smart too, he thought. The man had investigated the license plate of the car and it turned out that the plate used was a fake one. Of course this made the search even more difficult. "How about calling the police?" asked Lusi who was also in Valentino's office in the Gardenia Hills apartment. Lusi was assigned to watch over Vesa's three friends. "If I can't find him, how can the police do it?" Ruslan said firmly. Lusi nodded. He knew it was true. She had known the man for quite some time and always managed to do whatever task their big boss gave her. His ability, of course, could not be doubted and his extensive connections were Ruslan's own strengths. "Ruslan, where's the boss by the way?" asked Lusi who had not seen the man since Ruslan came. "He is at Hotel VFV. Young Master and his three friends are staying there," said Ruslan glumly. Lus
Everyone suddenly closed their mouths tightly when they saw Ruslan coming with a gloomy look. "Are you guys having too much time to gossip here?" Ruslan asked in a slightly loud voice. No one in the room dared to answer. "Return to your respective rooms!" Ruslan said firmly. One by one, they left the room without daring to say a word. Everyone understood if a Ruslan got angry, they could run out. Valentino's confidants were known to be firm and indiscriminate. Woman or man, young or old, if he had made a bad image of the company or even dared to talk about his Master behind his back, he would not let that person go. Once they were no longer there, Ruslan exhaled tiredly. He followed Valentino who must have been in his room at the hotel. "Have you found it yet?" asked Valentino as soon as he saw the man who was a few years older than him enter. "Not yet, Sir. Tonight we will look more in the suburbs," he said. Valentino sighed in disappointment. He spoke no more and was mostly
Ruslan laid his master in his room. The man covered him. He then came out of the room and directly confronted the three friends of his Young Master. "Is he okay?" asked Derrick looking worried. "Why did he faint?" asked Lay then. Before Lucas could ask, Ruslan interrupted, "He's okay. He's just surprised." "What happened? Is this related to Vesa?" asked Derrick again. He still remembered Valentino yelling and mentioning about his son. "Yes." Ruslan answered briefly. "What happened to Vesa? He's okay right?" Lucas asked anxiously. He had only been friends with Vesa for a few days but it felt like he was already worried about the young man. Ruslan sighed and looked doubtful for a moment. He was contemplating whether to tell the three young men about his Young Master. However, after he saw the worried look on their faces, he felt there was no harm in telling a story. After all, he thought they were friends of Vesa Araya and they also knew about the kidnapping. Ruslan replied, "Y
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