The Married With Stranger
Meet Him Again

"Good morning, sir." Dennis bows.

Zach closed the laptop and looked at Dennis with a serious look. "Hows it? Did you find the guy?"

Dennis shakes. He's still standing not far from Zach's desk. Do not dare to approach because he knows if the mood of the boss is not good.

"No, sir, but I already know where it is" Dennis replied.

Zach cringing. "Where?"

"Australia."

"Indonesia?" Dennis nodded. "Why are people in the country looking for trouble?" added Zach.

"We'll find out soon enough. However, before that I would like to ask you a favor."

"What?" ask Zach again, this time staring at Dennis with question marks.

"Please take care of Miss Agnese."

Zach's eyes glared when he heard Dennis' request. How could he keep a girl who never even felt comfortable when he was around her? He strongly condemns people who are looking for trouble with him right now.

Zach has a chest. "You dare to rule me?"

"It's not so, sir, but I'm sure that you can look after Miss Agnese while I'm in Indonesia." Dennis handed over a file containing evidence of the crimes committed by the man's superior. "We don't know what's going to happen. I'm just anticipating."

Zach opened the map and read sentence by sentence carefully, none of which was missed. After that, he looked at Dennis. "alright. I'll take care of that stupid girl" Zach said at the end.

Dennis smiled and nodded. "Thank you, sir."

Zach closed the map and handed it back to Dennis. He stood with one of his hands in his pants pocket, then looked at the man in front of him.

"How many men are with you ?" zach asked with one of his eyebrows raised.

"Nothing, Sir. I'll ask Mr. Aryan when he got there."

"good. Be careful."

Dennis nodded. "I'm sorry, sir," Dennis said, bowing.

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Dalton High School's. The school was built in memory of Tomlinson's Group founder, Dalton Tomlinson. There are not only children who come from among the community, because they receive students who are 'less' and give scholarships on the condition that the value should not decrease, should increase.

One of the students who received the scholarship was Agnese. But that was before. Because he can no longer enjoy the facility because the value had decreased and due to orders from the owner of the school foundation. He did not understand why the man did it.

Agnese was contemplating this in class. He sat down and held his chin. No matter the friends who are busy with their activities. He continued to think about how to get extra money in order to help his financial depletion. It is impossible to work in that dark place. He needs a better job, but what?

Agnese turned her head left and right, but nothing caught her attention. He opened the last page. He picked up a pen located not far in front of him. He began to channel his unrest in a picture. The pen that was flanked on the sidelines of his fingers skillfully followed his imagination.

"Agnese, you're called Mrs. Ribbon." Joanna approached Agnese, who moved her fingers on paper as she arrived in class.

Agnese looked at Yoana with a questioning look. "What's wrong?"

"Mrs. The ribbon calls you."

Agnese's head moved up and down and immediately stood up. He took a deep breath before he completely walked out of the classroom. He walked straight to the teacher's room who always helped him. When he arrived at the door, he knocked several times until the sound of interruption asked him to come in.

Mrs. The smiling ribbon saw the arrival of Agnese. Hopefully his decision this time is not wrong. "Sit down."

Agnese smiled, then sat down in the chair in front of Mrs. Ribbon. With an unrelenting heartbeat, he waited for the woman to speak in the hope that there would be no more bad news, like the last time he was there.

Agnese opened the letter and read it with furrowed brows. It says that he can again receive help with the cost of learning if he is willing to do something.

"What does this letter mean?" Agnese raised the letter in her hand to show it to Mrs. Ribbon.

Mrs. The ribbon grabbed Agnese's hand and rubbed gently. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before, but this is all I can do to help you."

"I don't understand." Agnese shook her head and put the letter on the table. "If you improve the value and quality of learning, I can. If something meant far from that, I better not get another scholarship."

"Tp ...."

"You have to do it" said someone who had just entered while putting his hand in his pants pocket and looking at Agnese with a hard-to-read look.

Hearing that, Mrs. Pita smiled awkwardly, while Agnese looked back. He was increasingly clueless about what was happening at this time.

"You?" Agnese looked at the letter she had read. "Don't tell me you made that letter?"

The guy grinned. "I want to deny it, but I don't like lying. So, I have to say if the answer is yes. That's my job."

"You are a very cunning man!"

"Agnese, be polite. He's an important guest of our school," said Mrs. Pita felt Agnese's reaction was very far from her expectations.

Mrs. Pita thought, Agnese would smile happily when she received news if the scholarship that had been revoked was obtained. But, he was wrong. The proud student actually looks unhappy especially after seeing the arrival of people who had discussed with him a few tens of minutes ago.

Agnese answered nothing. He immediately stood up and deliberately crashed himself into the person's body. He really did not expect that today was a very unpleasant day because he had to meet again with her. As soon as the door of the room closed, he ran towards the classroom without paying any heed to the few gazes and voices that were talking about him.

Mrs. The ribbon lowered its head while holding both hands together in front of the chest. "I'm sorry for him, sir."

The man shrugged his shoulders. "I'm sorry."

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In one of the classrooms, the female students were amazed when they saw the figure of a man wearing glasses entering their class. Their gazes were never off, they followed where the man was stepping.

The man smiled triumphantly as he managed to find where the existence of the girl who had dared to leave the room Mrs. The band though their chat was not finished. He sat himself in the chair next to the girl. However, before sitting down, he lifted the bag belonging to another disciple who was in the chair.

"Why is he approaching Agnese?"

"God! Does he have a relationship with Agnese?"

"It looks like they're fighting."

"It's lucky Agnese."

It was roughly the response of the students, Agnese's classmates and from other classes. They were very hopeful of themselves being in Agnese's current position. What is imagined and expected is not as beautiful as what happens. They forget that everyone's life is different, irreversible with desire.

Same thing happened to Agnese. The girl could only drown her face in the bag and let her tears slip away because she felt that the trials that came were not exhausted. He never imagined living like this. A life that does not want to be felt must be lived every day.

Even though he was getting used to it, Agnese still needed a father and brother figure who was always there for him when he was in trouble like before the murder took place. Agnese's cry grew bigger, she immediately bit her lower lip to muffle her voice because she did not want to invite attention. However, he was wrong because he had been the center of attention.

The man sitting beside Agnese shook the girl's arm as her sobs grew. He did not expect that his presence would have such a big impact. Though he was well-intentioned, but always Agnese considered herself a bad person.

"Wake up!" he said as he continued to shake Agnese's body by pushing the girl's arm.

Agnese raised her head, then turned to the right side. "You?" ask her with a hoarse voice and puffy eyes.

"Yes, it's me."

To be continue ....