"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
"Hurry up and find out information about those two people," Ruslan said quickly. He had to move quickly to save his Young Master because otherwise he was afraid that his Young Master would be killed by them. And again, he couldn't bear to see Valentino Araya again suffer because of the loss of his child. Derrick really wanted to speak but seeing Ruslan's confused look, he stopped his intention. He now felt useless being there. He glanced at his two friends who looked confused and awry. But the two of them made a look as if to imply that they too wanted to leave the room. Derrick nodded in understanding but before he could stand up, the door to Valentino's study had been violently opened. Valentino appeared with a terrible face. His aura was cold. Derrick would freeze in place, afraid to move. "Have you found him?" asked Valentino, his eyes on Ruslan. "Yes, Sir. We are looking for information about the two people," replied Ruslan. Valentino sat in his office chair. "Who are they
Ruslan still couldn't find where Vesa was. He could only search the buildings that looked similar to the place where Vesa was beaten in the video. Almost a full day of searching, the man could not find a bright spot. But it's not Ruslan's name if he's just desperate. This man was known as a man who never gave up so he did not lose his mind and looked for more. Inside the apartment, Valentino was pensive alone. The man looked sadly at his son's cell phone. He really didn't know what he would do if something terrible happened to his son. After a moment of silence, he saw a notification from an e-mail that was again unknown to him. He quickly opened it. That's right. From the kidnapper. The email contained an address. He read carefully and sighed softly. The man without any second thought grabbed his car keys and walked out of his study. He crossed paths with Derrick White. "Would you like to come out, Mr. Araya?" asked Derrick. "Hmm." "Has there been any news from Vesa?" asked Der
Valentino stopped his car next to an old barn. He parked the car near a big tree. He was a little surprised because it turned out that in the center of the capital city in his country there were still shady trees. Even so, he frowned when he found that the surroundings were quite dirty. The place was just a neglected building that was clearly rarely touched by people. Valentino glanced at his phone again and made sure that the place he had come to was right. However, he was surprised because he did not see any other human besides himself near the building. But as he stepped closer to the warehouse, he saw several cars parked there. "Who is there?" said someone who was invisible to Valentino. "Valentino," he answered. "Raise your hand and come in," said the man. A large door opened slowly. Dark. There was no light but once the door was closed, several lamps came on and illuminated the room. Valentino adjusted his eyes and not far from where he was standing, he saw a young man tied
Ruslan's words really made the young man feel that he was stupid. The mistake he made was fatal. He had made his father now in a state between life and death. Valentino Araya was in a coma. He had indeed passed a critical period and even the bullet that was lodged in his stomach had been retrieved. Luckily the bullet did not hit Valentino's vital organs. But unfortunately, until eight hours after the operation was carried out, Valentino did not want to open his eyes. Vesa could only lament everything. Regret could no longer be contained. He was too lost in grief to ignore his three friends completely. Vesa just stayed in front of her inpatient room and didn't want to leave even though Ruslan had persuaded her repeatedly. This situation lasted until the fourth day Valentino was treated. The young man did not leave the hospital though. He only went to the bathroom and didn't come out of the inpatient room that he was allowed to enter. Sometimes, Vesa fell asleep but even then it was
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