The Bodyguard's Secrets
86. In Sekap

The approaching sneakers jolted Khaisan's consciousness. The move got closer and now stopped altogether. As Khaisan took pains to open his eyes, his face felt slapped and cold. Someone had doused Khaisan's face violently. However, quickly the eye had been perfectly opened.

"Wake up." A person standing towered beside him spoke. Khaisan understood that he was lying on the floor. Even the floor around his head had been wet. However, one hand could not move freely. Apparently, an iron chain was shackled in his right hand.

Khaisan had been standing tall with difficulty, his consciousness had yet to fully recover. His head was painful with a slight spinning effect.

"Open your mouth" the voice of the man coldly. Khaisan did not bully, not understanding what the man's words meant.

"Open your mouth!!" the hard is harder.

Khaisan saw the masked and black-glassed man stretching out his palm and there was a pill there. Which he immediately recognized as mefenamic acid aka active pain reliever.

"Slow down!" said the masked man. He had thrown the pill grain when Khaisan had just opened his mouth slightly. However, the pill had nested right away easily.

"Give me some water" Pinta Khaisan. The man held out his hand and held onto Khaisan's jaw. His hands are very smooth and warm. Even fresh and fragrant.

Understand what the man meant, wanting Khaisan to swallow the pill without a single drop of water. Lazy troubled, Khaisan got along and immediately did so, although the taste of his mouth was very dry and serik. The man removed his jaw, but had deliberately touched and rubbed a glimpse of Khaisan's red lips with the tip of his thumb.

"Who are you?" asked Khaisan by peeking at the glasses guy. It was so dark that the glass could not be pierced through his eyes.

"Not to ask. You just need to be grateful to still breathe until this moment. Thank you to me" said the man long enough. Talking very close to Khaisan's face.

"You're Philips?" ask Khaisan to guess. It felt very certain that the man with the delicate skin of his hands was Philips.

"Keep your prejudice, you just have to obey my wishes" the man whispered coldly.

"Why are you taking me like this to your place?" tanya Khaisan distanced herself and her face backwards.

"I don't intend to take you. You're just grateful, because I, you still have a chance to open your eyes" said the man.

"Explain to me!" exclaim Khaisan. Because the man walked away. Did not touch Khaisan's words and had closed the door by slamming.

Khaisan did not think about what was happening to him. Who is the mastermind who intends to harm him? Andrescue..

It turned out that a luxurious and thick padded foaming chair had been behind him. Khaisan nodded there. Feeling that his head has been light for a moment. Sure if mefenamic acid taken has a very high dose. His body and head felt perfectly fresh.

Ceklerks

An old man walked in carrying a table trolley inside and stopped right beside Khaisan. Locking the wheels and lowering the height of the trolley is limited to Khaisan's stomach when sitting. The man reopened the wheel and brought it closer to Khaisan.

"You are in the best position possible" said the old man politely.

Khaisan was convinced that the old man was part of the house that served him. Feeling that he has no business, immediately do what the man says.

"Is Philips alone in this house?" ask Khaisan. Trying to guess the truth of who the masked and glasses guy just was.

"In this house you are alone. However, there were a lot of children in the main house in the front building" the old man said. The answer did not match Khaisan's expectations. Although it implies the truth that Philips was indeed a masked man earlier.

The man turned away after saying he would pack his food trolley again thirty minutes later. Now only Khaisan who was looking at the delicious food reluctantly.

He was hesitant when he remembered if he needed a lot of energy at any time. Do not want to be weak just because of lack of food that goes into the stomach. Food was no less given to him.

The old man actually arrived half an hour later. Just as Khaisan finished with a sip of water from his last glass.

"That's great. You want to spend it" said the old man as he looked at Khaisan. There was a smile rising on his wrinkled face.

"You are similar to the master, not only his face, but his appetite is almost the same. You will eat a lot in a bad situation. Thank you" said the old man. Has started pushing past unyuk trolley from Khaisan.

"Is your master, Philips not in this house?" tanya Khaisan tried to pry.

The man stopped, his old stage seemed to be hesitatingly walking. Then look at Khaisan.

"Master is not in this house. Only I exist. I hope you don't make trouble. It also made me have to act like I shouldn't." The man immediately turned around and pushed back the trolley.

"How am I going to the toilet?!" khaisan asked. The old man who was about to close the door looked.

"You just operate that couch! There's a button on the side!" The man cried out from the door. Then close it with a meeting.

Sure enough, the button next to the backrest works. The seat split wide and opened as Khaisan pressed his green button.

Khaisan was quite stunned for a moment. Philips is really rich. Comfortable elegant sofa that keeps bathroom urgent equipment. There is a very modern closed water and also a sink with a hygienic water flow. Anti-bacterial sanitary sprays, new toothbrushes to anti-bacterial hygienic wet wipes are available and embedded there. Press the red button to close. Khaisan has no intention of using it.

Khaisan never took a bath, because he was not given a chance. Only from inside the sofa is the need for water fulfilled. Except for drinking water, the old man did not forget to serve.

It's been two nights Khaisan's been locked up there. Treated equally well by the old man. Sleep comfortably on a soft sofa and very comfortable. Khaisan felt like a spoiled sandra.

Khaisan tries to be patient and refrain from doing anything. Because very curious to know completely, who the man was clearly and for what he was held captive.

Even his cell phone that turned out to be on the bed, many times rang until it was completely dead at last. The old man refused to strictly take it for Khaisan. Only willing to read if the caller is Cut Ha, Theo, Mommi, and Mr. Yusuf, his old friend in the mosque. They call in alternately.

Khaisan hardens the heart so as not to feel shaky and sad. Just keep hoping and praying for Cut Ha to continue to be safe and survive in the inn. Sure if he also must have survived with a bright answer from his curiosity.

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