Please Change my Destiny!
Where is Rima?

What could he do in such a situation?

Now he doesn't even know his fate after this.

Was he too stupid to follow the orders of the criminals? Not necessarily they let go of Lely after getting himself.

Still with the guidance of the two men, he entered a car. How'this?

The sense of hearing captures the sound of a car door being closed after its body lands well in the car seat.

Even he felt at this moment a hand had walked on his facial skin. What should he do after this?

He still forces the brain to think, but the feeling of dizziness seems to approach him suddenly.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"WHERE'S MY SISTER S!@L@N!"

Reno flinched, keeping the phone out of hearing range. The voice echoed as if it was about to break the eardrum.

Someone from across there who he doesn't know who it is, yells at him. Don't want to pierce, maybe misconnect. But the scream was able to stop his thumb from pressing the red button.

"Where are you hiding Rima son of a bitch?" The sound returned to the ears.

Rhymes.

A name that distracts him.

Open just attention, the world can switch just because it mentions the name.

"Roman-Roman? Wh-why?" Nervous ask.

Hopefully his hearing is wrong. I hope I guess wrong.

"DON'T PRETEND TO BEG0! I KNOW YOU KIDNAPPED RIMA."

The sound re-echoed, grabbed the entire muscle and was able to weaken the work of the nerves.

"Five why?" Ask with emphasis. The body that was sitting in front of the computer is now standing upright. Certainly panicked.

"DON'T HAVE TO BE AN INNOCENT ASSHOLE. JUST TELL RIMA WHERE!"

The sound was still big, and full of pressure.

Reno doesn't know what the conditions are like there right now. Romi was frustrated but could not do much.

Feeling alone, he needed help but did not get it. Until all kinds of swearings are not able to erode emotions.

Anger, hate, panic are now mixed into one. Sadness also accompanies the increasingly chaotic feelings.

"What do you mean Rom? I don't understand. Please speak clearly, don't use emotions!" Still trying to muffle the sudden fear enveloping.

"Arrrghhh!" An angry voice became the cover of their conversation. Romi no longer gave him any further explanation.

While here Reno is only able to stare at the phone nanar that has darkened.

Curious is sure. But fear is much greater than everything.

Walking out in haste, he had to immediately support Romi, even though the sea stretched.

Open the door of the room with haste. Disappointed fear was unable to cover up his panic when he did not get the person he was looking for.

"Boss where?" Ask a pair of people sitting next to each other there.

"Not coming in sir. He said he told Mr. Reno to replace him to meet Ms. Siska." Ghea's answer turned out to be more emotional.

That's not the answer he wants.

Ck, clucked in annoyance while closing the door of the room in a loud manner. Again and again the boss is always on holiday at will.

The boss, but not gini also times.

But that's not what's making him even more upset. His intention to ask for permission and fly to Makassar cannot be fulfilled.

Back fiddling with the phone screen, the last call number was targeted.

Arrrggghh.

His growl, lashing out blows struck empty air.

That attitude did not escape the sight of Ghea and Armada, causing questions even though he did not wait for answers.

A thousand times about to contact Romi, but the man still ignored his call.

Forcing yourself to stay focused on what is ahead of the present moment.

Giving a smile even though stiff on the work colleagues that should be met by Dihyan at this time.

Sitting behind the scenes, occasionally shuffling your own hair.

Occasionally squeezing hair to lighten the burden that feels on the head.

He wanted to immediately run there, but what power of responsibility and work is now wrapped tightly around the neck.

Rhymes.

Rhymes.

Exit the office with the appearance of a person who has just finished bawuran.

The knot of the tie that should be on the neck has now descended on the chest with disheveled hair.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Rima jumped in shock when she found the sight before her. White flat chest with little hair is very close to his face. Like a stranger, he ventured to raise his head to look at the owner of the chest.

Increasingly surprised to find the owner of the chest is the person he hated the most. “Hah!”

The owner was aware of the rough movements he caused.

“Available?” The man gave her a sweet smile. Rise up just like that and leave it to go to another room that he believes is a bathroom.

“Don't say we have...?” I don't want to expect his prejudice to actually happen. Inner Rima seemed to want to curse herself. I really want to beat that guy.

He had a smooth shoulder, really smooth. Not even the twin mountain straps were there.

“Heh,” Sighs him while keeping his eyes tight. I wish all this was just his imagination. Ian ventured a peek behind the blanket that now covered him.

Once again the sight made him close his eyes very tightly. His body was plain, even very plain to the tip of the foot.

It reinforces his prejudices about what has happened to them. The pain in the lower area further strengthens the assumption that he still wants to deny.

He was silent for some time, his gaze straight through the boundary, remembering everything that happened to him before his consciousness was gone.

“Wake, shower! Trus praying! I wait!” Although the sentence was very soft, it was not for Rima. Sentences are able to pierce the chest in order to remember what the man has done.

“What did you do to me?” Rhymes with cold tones were equipped with extremely sharp eye glances.

"After mengker0s@ you want to face God?"

Hehehe, a cynical smile and words of agony were caught in the heart.

Dihyan smiled as he continued his activities. Wearing a koko shirt equipped with sarongs and peci on his head.

A very rare sight for Rima.

“Sorry I can't help myself! Then I pray alone!” Despite the inner assault, the man still seemed calm.

“You realize what you are doing that the sin is greater for harming others?”

“Sin? Where is the sin next? Touching his own wife where there is sin?” Dihyan was still relaxed, even he smiled at Rima and held his alphabet a little further from the bed.

It was irritated, angry, disappointed that was what Rima was now feeling. Turn his body, turn his stomach. Banging on the soft mattress was accompanied by a kicking leg as if it wanted to channel all its feelings. I want to cry, but it may not be right for now.

Somehow long the woman was silent dissolved in her own daydream.let the man there perform his worship alone.

Until without realizing it Dihyan had been sitting next to him reaching out, gently stroking Rima's hair, “I'm sorry, can't control myself!” The man was still being gentle despite several times his hands were on the ledge.

“What do you want?” Rhymes.