The Family And Enemy
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Oliv woke up, he fell asleep in Elvan's room. Elvan's fever is down now. He rushed to get his bag and left the house he had once occupied.

Arriving at the apartment, she enters Sheila's room. Staring at the wall filled with photos of Alden. Apparently Sheila had already hidden her other target.

"Why is it so hard for you to forgive?" he muttered while looking at Sheila who was still asleep.

Oliv turned on Sheila's room lamp. The light disturbed his calm sleep. Slowly Sheila opened her eyes. That's how Oliv woke Sheila.

"Sister, it's still 5 in the morning. Wake me up in an hour." Sheila covered her head with a blanket.

"Come on, we'll build our business again. Get up early, "Oliv pulled the blanket.

"Ah Sister, "Sheila whines like a baby. Oliv collapses and lets Sheila sleep for another hour.

Oliv took a shower and changed into casual clothes. Today there was no schedule for him to work outside so he was thinking of just designing his new business at home.

At 7 a.m., Oliv and Sheila sat in front of the television and chewed on the sandwich they made.

"Sister, I want to go out today. I want to visit the hospital next door."

"Go away, but don't go home too late."

They don't really care about the ongoing television broadcast.

"Mistress Grace Harwell was found dead in an unfinished building in the Y area. His body was found at about 3 a.m. Police suspect he killed himself by dropping him from the 5th floor. The location of the incident also has his car still on." The reporter delivered the news.

Sheila eats normally whereas Oliv she tries not to panic. Grace is not Sheila's target. So it's definitely not Sheila.

Oliv stood up carrying a dirty plate into the kitchen. Sheila smiled briefly at the television that was still airing news of Grace's death.

"Hold yourself Sheila, give it some distance not to get caught" he murmured softly.

..........

Alden threw a bottle of booze on his television. Apartment that is out of shape. Things that go everywhere. So disgusting, he turned into a filthy person in the real sense. Bring a different woman every night.

There was a message he had not seen. Curious, "Whose voice recording?" Alden turned it around to find out what it was.

"No, I don't allow my building to be used by you."

"Have you forgotten you were the mastermind of Satya's disappearance?"

"Looking then becomes your weapon. You and Dyra are both terrible monsters."

"Why are you calling that woman's name again? Never mind, just give me that beautiful building. I'll show you how I do business."

"Never, "

"Look, your arrogance will pay off."

A voice he was very familiar with. Thomas and Grace. Sheila's way of pitting their sheep will work in a moment. Alden was emotionally disturbed.

"Damn, you can never change. The more days you become a traitor to your comrades. Turns out you're acting out, look I'll get back at you soon." Alden threw his phone on the couch. Look, it's easy, isn't it? Sheila did not need to interfere in their matters right now. Just sit and look. The bait thrown by Sheila had been consumed by Alden's emotions.

.........

Oliv brought fruits to Elvan. In the middle of a hot day like this is very fresh if you consume fruits.

"Why did you come back here?" asked Albert with a sour face. Though he was very happy every Oliv visited his residence.

"I want to give you this fruit." Oliv gave me a bag of fruits that he bought at the supermarket earlier.

"No need to bother."

"Not at all. Hmm, may I ask? My question may be a little personal. Are you close to Mrs Harwell? I mean, ah no need to continue" Oliv was nervous.

"We were colleagues at the time. Thomas, Victoria, Grace and Dyra. Then one of them made a very fatal mistake just for the sake of wealth and position. Only me and Victoria still have common sense." I don't know where Albert would say that to Oliv. Maybe soon Oliv will be a trusted person to spill all his sadness.