Find The KEY
Ep. 95

Dawn finds new information about the woman he is looking for. From the informant he paid to look for the mysterious figure of the woman, Dawn got an address of a painter.

In a hurry, Fajar came out of his study and immediately headed for the car park. Dawn entered the car and then drove to the address that had just been sent on his phone.

After passing an hour drive finally arrived Dawn in a house located some distance from the city.

A small house with a minimalist page but looks very comfortable and neatly arranged. Colorful flowers add to the beauty of the house.

Dawn knocked on the door of the house.

Tok...

"Excuse me.." said Fajar.

"Sorry who you want to find?" asked a man out of the door that Fajar had knocked.

"Is this Michael's house?" ask Fajar

"Yes right, myself." replied the man kindly.

"What do you need to do come here and look for me?" ask the man named Michael.

"Include me Dawn. My arrival here wants to ask you something" Fajar replied.

"What do you want to ask?" ask Michael.

"May I come in, it feels better if we talk inside. I want to ask you some very important information in my life" Finta Fajar said.

"Alright, please come in" Michael said, letting Fajar into his house and sitting on his living room couch.

Dawn took a position not far from Michael.

"Look Michael, I've got information that you're a painter. Is true?" ask Dawn.

"Yes you're right, I'm a painter. But what's with my profession?" michael asked confusedly.

"A few months ago I accidentally hit a woman at an event at my family's hotel. The woman was wearing a mask, she was walking in a hurry while carrying a painting. I could not see the woman's face nor did I get to know her even if I just asked her name" Fajar said.

"What does this have to do with me?" michael asked confusedly.

"He carried a painting of the face of a woman holding a mask. I've been looking for information about the woman for several months and the painting she's holding. After a long search I finally got a little information. A few months ago was it true that you had a painting exhibition at the TBF Hotel?" ask Dawn.

"Yes I had an exhibition at the TBF Hotel a few months ago" Michael replied.

"Are you the one who painted the picture of the face of the woman holding the mask?" ask Dawn.

"Yes. I painted it" Michael replied confusedly.

"Where's the painting? can I see it?" pinta Dawn.

"I'm sorry I gave the painting to my friend, he really liked the painting and asked me for it. He said the painting was like a painting of himself" Michael replied.

"Well, you're right, although I don't know the face behind the woman's mask, but the painting of the woman you're doing is exactly the same as the woman, the mysterious woman who wears the mask on her face" Fajar said.

Dawn can breathe a little. I finally found a bright spot about the woman. Say it in the heart.

"May I ask what your friend's name is and where's his address?" ask Dawn.

"You mean the woman in the painting or the woman who took the painting?" michael asked confusedly.

"They're different. The woman who took the painting was the woman wearing the headgear, what's her name?" michael said while remembering the name of something.

"Hijab?" guess Dawn.

"Well yes, you're right the hijab, the woman wears the hijab, while the woman in the painting I don't" Michael replied.

My guess is right. Just a little more. Inner Dawn.

"Can I know the name of the veiled woman?" ask Fajar with a thumping heart.

"Oooh sorry, friend, I can't tell you about the woman's information without her permission" Michael said.

Haaaaah's... The dawn blew his breath rough. A little more, he will find information about the woman. Why is it like this. He was upset in his heart.

"Please, this is very important in my life. I need to find that woman right away. He has an important role to play in my future. Will you please tell me what the woman's name is?" urge Dawn.

"I'm sorry I can't give you the information you want. But it looks like you look like an Asian, is that right?" ask Michael.

" Yes, I'm from Indonesia" Fajar replied.

"What a precision, the woman you are looking for is also from Indonesia. Why don't you just look for him in Indonesia?" said Michael.

"Indonesia is big bro, unlike London. It's very difficult to find a woman I don't know her name or her face" Fajar replied in despair.

Michael felt sorry for seeing Dawn who looked very desperate and seemed to be seriously looking for information about the woman.

"Then I try to help you. I called him first and I asked him if I could give him any information. Who knows if he gave me permission, at least you can know his name" Michael said.

"May. may. please contact him" replied Dawn with zeal.

"For a while" Michael searched his cell phone for a name and contacted him.

"Hello Iaaang... How are you? Have you returned from Indonesia?" ask Michael.

"I'm good, there's a man coming to me. He wants to ask for information about you, at least your name. He said he once accidentally bumped into you at an event when you were wearing a mask so he couldn't see your face. And he never had time to ask your name because he said you sedanf rush and leave just like that. But he saw you carrying my painting that you asked of me. So this guy was looking for information about the painting and he finally found my house and came here" Michael said at length.

"So baby I want to ask you if I can give you information, at least a little. For example your name, address and phone number?" ask Michael.

Dawn held her breath waiting for an answer from Michael while continuing to pray that this man in front of her could provide the information she so desperately needed for her future.

"OK good. good. I'll give her your message" Michael replied. Looks like he got an answer from the woman he just called.

"Bye.. " Michael hung up.

"So how's Michael, can I find out any information about him?" ask Fajar impatiently.

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I give you a bonus before going to bed, be careful if anyone can not sleep waiting for the information.

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