The Marriage Of The Game
29 - Mobile

..."If something happens, you won't be able to change it. But if you really want to, fix it in the present. Do what you can."...

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The lights of the room had gone out revealing Damar who was lying on his bed. Although his head was on a pillow, but his mind glared at—imagining Aleta's face that continued to wiggle before him.

"Damn! did I just daydream that woman? hahaha you crazy bastard, it can't be Damar. You hate him so much and you'll hate him anyway." Monologue Damar.

Damar was shaking off the strange daydreams that had been plaguing his mind lately. Although Aleta was not nearby, in fact the shadow of the woman's face was able to conjure up the feeling of Damar being tossed around.

The night that increasingly disappeared increasingly showed silence and silence, only the voice of the heart that had been noisy in his ears, without a word let alone an answer.

The moonlight that was in the middle of the clouds, accompanied the night that was soon late. The reverie was unceasingly clumping, increasingly apparent in taste.

Aleta's shadows were real in her eyes.

"YARRRGHHH!!!"

Damar sat down while rubbing his face that looked riled up. It seems he began to be irritated, hoping to sleep soundly when changing his sleeping position, actually making him more uncomfortable with the contents of his brain that night.

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Geck!

Tok!!

Aleta woke up when she heard a knock on the door so loud. He rushed over, to see someone who had disturbed his night's sleep. Still half conscious, Aleta grabbed the door handle and opened it.

"Couldn't you stop interrupting my sleep?"

squeak Damar in front of Aleta's room.

Aleta flinched, her eyes wide open just like that, while Damar hardened the voice in front of her. He tried to interpret Damar's words.

"You mean?" aleta asked in confusion.

"Stop bothering me!" his reprimand was full of affirmation.

"Basic crazy. That's what's bothering you, you!" she replied cynically, "You deliberately knocked on the door strongly and disturbed my sleep, right!" continued.

Without replying to Aleta's words, Damar suddenly stepped away like a daze.

"I think he took the wrong medicine, so his brain was a little slid." Aleta muttered before she closed the door again.

Geck!

Tok!!

Just wanted to step back into bed, Aleta was actually back in annoyed when she heard the same knocking on the door as before. So inevitably make him have to reopen the door.

"What else do you want?" aleta asked in the doorway after seeing Damar standing still in front of her.

Damar grabbed Aleta's hand, "Follow me," he said suddenly while pulling Aleta to come with him.

Aleta was surprised and confused to see Damar's current attitude. He refuses Damar's invitation to follow him, though Damar ignores Aleta's rejection.

"Hey, loose! where are you taking me?" aleta asked repeatedly, trying to pull her hand out in Damar's grasp.

Damar pulled a classic sofa chair and placed it beside his bed, after which he sat Aleta on the chair.

"Stay here and don't go!" his orders stared intently at Aleta.

As soon as he gave the order, Damar immediately laid his body and closed his eyes tightly. Aleta seemed to flirt, trying to interpret the intent and purpose of Damar who brought him to the room in the shades of gotic.

"What's your purpose in taking me to this room?" aleta asked hoping to get a definite answer from Damar's mouth.

"Silence and sleep there." Brief reply.

"I don't want to, before you answer my question," Aleta refused.

Waiting for an answer from the invisible Damar to open the sound— made Aleta a little upset, then she stood up from her seat.

"If you don't want to tell me, I'll get out of here." Gertak Aleta insisted before finally stepping away.

"I can't sleep."

With Damar's voice stopping his steps, he sat back on the sofa chair after hearing Damar's words that convinced him.

"Maybe it's good that I accompany him to fall asleep, so that I can launch my actions." His mind looks hot.

"Alright I'll stay here until you fall asleep, but you don't fuck around!" the question though did not get a word from Damar.

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30 Minutes later Aleta watched Damar fall asleep. He flicked his hand in front of Damar's face, to make sure that Damar was already in his subconscious.

Very carefully, Aleta stepped away from the bed. Since the beginning of her arrival in that room, Aleta continued to monitor the entire contents of the room. Ensure all location points that will later be the target of the action.

Aleta began searching for files or any items related to the agreement of Damar and his father. He must also meet with his father sooner before Damar who managed to find out his whereabouts.

Unfortunately, after hard-earned, he could not find anything there, because all the drawers there were locked tightly.

"Let's Aleta think, Ahh!!"

After a long time pacing indistinctly, he finally found an item that must have kept all the information there.

Aleta stepped closer to Damar's bed, again shaking her hand in front of Damar's face. Feeling still safe, he immediately launched his action. Without hesitation Aleta took Damar's phone which was at that time on the nightstand.

Touch the screen which then brings up the touch ID. Aleta snorted annoyed, she did not think that the phone was using a key code to open it.

His eyes squinted, thinking of something before finally lifting one corner of his lips. Aleta approached Damar and pulled his index finger to touch the fingerprint sensor on Damar's smartphone.

Aleta squealed in excitement as the phone's screen opened. As soon as he searched, opened all the applications that could help him find one by one a puzzle about the existence of the Father.

"What the fuck! saving a prewedding photo just to doodle my face, CK! and he also added a demon horn on top of my head, sucks!" aleta muttered annoyedly.

Instead of looking, Aleta found a photo of herself during a prewedding session with Damar had been crossed out by black ink on the image.

"This is how you draw on the screen, not just doodling like that!" muttered Aleta while smiling.

Aleta chuckled amusedly as she looked at the face of Damar whom she had drawn resembling a clown. Unconsciously the sound of his laughter woke the owner of the phone from his deep sleep.

"Have you been happy to play with your phone?"

Aleta looked up to see Damar who had sat facing him while holding his chest. He swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, before finally grinding stiffly.

"It looks like your sleep is good enough, I'd better go back to the room to go to bed soon." The pretext while putting the phone back on the nightstand and rushed out.

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