ALOVA Special Prisoner
Chapter 16 The Existence of Lova

Lova opened her eyes slowly. He lunged many times to adjust the bright light that entered his eyes.

Lova was surprised to find herself in a place that was unfamiliar to her.

He sat down and looked around. The soft and clean bed, and spacious rooms with light blue shades make it straight out of bed.

Lova opened the thin window to look outside.

"It's dark!" His words when seeing the view outside the house presents a light that lights up. "I where?"

Lova looked around the room again but there was no clue. He was trying to remember what happened.

As he remembered, he was in his car that broke down and....

"Good, Rosa! Where is he now?" Panicked words. Love massaged her slightly dizzy forehead. "Who brought me here?"

"Who are the people who attacked us?"

Lova immediately ran towards the door and tried to pull the handle. "Locked!" Mumbled.

He hit the door repeatedly. "Shelf... brak... brak! Open door!" He yelled.

"Please! Anyone outside, open the door!" Lova shouted loudly. "Shelf.. brak.. brak..."

He began to panic because there was no truth at all. "Am I kidnapped?"

"But why am I in brackets in a place this good?"

"Dad. I remember when Mauza called me."

He looked for his bag around the bed and the room, but he could not find it.

Lova started to panic. He wept at the thought of his father's salvation, his own fate and Rosa's fate.

Lova bit the tip of her fingernail. He began to figure out the cause of the kidnapping. Could it be a business competitor or indeed an enemy who wants to eliminate it. Or maybe Aland?

Then how the fate of Rosa and her office driver. His mind was thinking about the worst possible thing that happened. He was afraid that the two were also killed*h and his body was thrown somewhere.

I can't just keep quiet. I need to get out of this place! His inner.

Lova hit the door again. "Shelf.. brak... brak...!"

"Please.. hiks... hiks..." She cried. "Please open the door..."

"Whoever you are, open the door! I have to see my father!" Her crying sounded heartbreaking.

"Tolooong!" voice weakens. He slowly sat down at the door.

"I have to see my father..."

"Hiks... hicks..." Lova bent her knees and drowned her face. "Ayaaah... How is father's condition?"

"Ayaaahhh."

"Please. Get me out of here." He shed his tears.

For almost ten minutes he was crying. However, he still had a strong determination to escape from this room.

"Window!" Lova ran towards the big window. He opened the thin cloth wide and "Arrgghhh! Damn*an!" Getting angry. He kicked the thick glass.

The one in front of him was not a window but a large, thick glass wall. He knew it wasn't easy breaking the glass. He looked outwards, and did not recognize the surrounding area. He could guess, he seemed to be on the 4th floor of a house in one of the luxury residential complexes.

Lova sat on the edge of the bed. He could only wait for the kidnapper to kindly open the door for him.

Justright. The door handle moved, he silently stared, waiting for who had emerged from the white door.

A sigh of relief when he saw a servant-clad woman with the age of about 50 years entered with a tray.

Lova looked at him who continued walking forward and placed the tray on the nightstand nearby.

The woman smiled when she saw his face. Then sit down to bend the knee in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, Miss." The woman's voice sounded so soft.

"You're in a safe place." The woman rubbed her hair.

Lova tried to avoid. "Si... Who brought me here?" Tanya Lova was nervous.

The woman smiled a little. "My master brought you."

Mister?

"Tu... whose master?" Ask surprised. Who is this lady master referring to?

"Sorry Miss, I can't say much. I just work here."

"Please eat, Miss."

"Can I meet your Master, Auntie?" Ask Lova.

The woman was silent for a moment and then nodded. "Call me aunt Anna."

"Master is on his way here."

"I'm out first, Miss. Don't forget to eat your food."

"If there's anything, please talk to that intercom." Aunt Anna pointed at a device attached to the wall.

Lova sighed as she looked at an intercom beside the door.

It was fitting, half dead I screamed and hit the door, it turned out that this room was soundproof.

The woman walked out, before opening the door, Aunt Anna looked at Lova with a sad look on her face. Lova looked at the fixated bead of eyes staring at that face. There was another meaning in his gaze. Like a deep yearning.

The woman decided on their view when she realized Lova also saw her so deeply.

"What's wrong with that woman?" Lova muttered as the woman walked out of the room.

Lova stared at the food on the tray. His stomach was rumbling but he did not want to touch the food.

"But what would happen if the food had been poisoned?"

"I'm gonna die silly." He's monologuing.

"Is it possible that Aunt Anna felt sorry for me who would soon die after eating this food?"

"Geez! Is that a signal from him?"

"Then, sir, who does he mean? Mister....???" Lova kept wondering to herself.

"Mr Hendrico?" His eyes are perfectly round. "Is this Aland?"

Lova can't stay still. He chose to look for clues. He opened the wardrobe, but found no clues. He only saw a few pairs of clothes that belonged to a woman who was likely the same size as him.

"I have to how?"

"God, help me!" Lova looked at the thick, big glass. She leaned back and as her eyes looked at the makeup tools available on the dresser, suddenly an idea popped into her head.

Lova wrote a sentence with lipstick.

Help u! I was kidnapped in this house! Please save me!

He again covered the thin cloth so that Aunt Anna would not see it when entering later.

Lova could only wait for someone to save her.

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In the morning, no one helped him. Lova looked at the nightstand that had changed with the new food. The food that was still intact and he did not touch yesterday is no longer there.

He sits on the bed. A paper beside the tray made him frown.

He picked up the paper and started reading it.

"Recycle your food! I don't want you to get sick before this game's over."

Lova frowned. "What game is it?"

"I want you to stay alive and see a great victory until nothing else can hurt you" he continued.

Whatdoes thatmean?

"In the bathroom, you have a change of clothes! Wear it! And if you don't like it please look in the closet!"

"Don't try to write anything on the glass. Because no one can see it from the outside!" Lova sighed because her efforts were futile and discovered anyway.

"I haven't been able to see you!"

"Sign up, Mr. A."

"Ck!" Lova clucked. He flipped through the paper and shrugged his shoulders.

"Looks Mr. A is out of date. Still have a letter!" taunted.

Lova walked up to the window and could not find her handwriting there.

He was surprised because his writing had changed. Lova read.

"Don't daydream at the window, miss!"

"I'm afraid this thick glass is cracked because it can't bear the beauty of your face."

Lova laughed blandly. "He's a kidnapper or a racketeer!" He closed the thin cloth again.

Lova saw the design of this room is so beautiful. I just admired his interior design. And he even just saw a cctv in the upper corner of the room.

He's ruffled around the waist. "Hey gi*la kidnapper!"

"I have to see my father!"

"I don't need your cheap chatter!"

"I just want to get out of here!"

"Basic Mr... mister who?" Lova remembered.

"Mrs. A!"

A'S? inner surprised.

"Hey... Mr. A. Are you Aland?" Ask like a gil* person*.

"If it is, here you are a loser! Meet me!" Lova acted bravely and threatened Mr. A. Even if it really was Aland. He doesn't care to call it your pronouns anymore.

"Don't be a critic by locking me up like this."

"I'm not a pigeon!"

"So, come up in front of me!"

"So I can beat you up!" Loca clenched her hand at the camera. And he immediately went into the bathroom.

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