TRAGEDY AUGUST 13 '98
PART 041
“Agnes? Isn't she your ex-lover? Why that?” ask The Driver.
“My relationship and he's over, but, he keeps trying to keep calling me. He called and texted me repeatedly even though I refused and did not reply to his message.”
“You can let him, Sir. Just ignore. Just block the number if you need.”
Can leaned back holding his head.
“Oh, that's it,” exclaimed The Driver. He saw a beautiful woman who came down from a luxurious sports car,
And that woman is Agnes, Can's ex-lover. He's wearing a casual suit. With blue jeans, plain white t-shirt, as well as a brown blazer. It looks fashionable.
Can immediately hid. A little forward looking. “Fuck, why is he here? What the hell is he doing here? Well, the mood for filming is no longer in me.”
“Why don't you just answer the phone?” chirps The Driver.
Plaque plaque plaque!!! Can again beat up his driver with a rolled up magazine. “Basic, Handalous! Didn't you tell me to ignore it? You even told me to block it earlier.”
“What is your ex-lover? What makes you uncomfortable?” tanya Zaid looks at Agnes from behind the car glass.
Can's ex-lover was wobbly looking around who was definitely looking for Can's whereabouts.
“Tak just makes me uncomfortable, but, he ruined my mood this afternoon.”
“Do I need to tell him to leave here?”
“Wah, does a bodyguard also do the job in this case?” Can close his head.
“Sure. I will do anything to get rid of anything that could harm you. I'll take care of it for a while.”
Zaid used his sunglasses, then got out of the car. Approaching Agnes.
Stand in front of Agnes' car, and look at whatever stuff is in her car.
Just by looking at some stuff from his car, Zaid knows that Agnes is a girl who works as a DJ at one of the nightclubs.
The stuff in the car looks really messy.
“Excuse me, Miss. What are you doing on this set. I am Can Yemen's personal bodyguard, who is in charge of overseeing this location,” Zaid said.
Agnes turned her eyes away. “Lantas why? Where is he?”
“He wants to not meet you,” Zaid said. “You've been marked as a dangerous person, so, you can't meet him.”
“Jeez, what the hell is this? Don't you know me? I'm Can Yemen's girlfriend. Dangerous what.”
Zaid grunting. “Pacar? Didn't you break up with her?”
Agnes was silent and did not answer.
“If you were his girlfriend, what did a Can Yemen girlfriend do at the hotel last night? I know you were there last night.”
Agnes was getting more and more stunned. How did Zaid know where he was last night?
But Zaid only saw his belongings from the hotel in his car.
“Why would I be in a hotel? I only met my brother there.” Agnes reasoned.
Zaid. “Gosh, is the guy you met last night your brother? You have an artist brother?”
Agnes sculpting. From where else could Zaid know that he was with the artist. Which was indeed at that time Zaid only brushed origin.
“Wah, what's the problem with you?”
“Tak. I have no problem at all, if you don't try to get close to Can Yemen. Go right now, if you don't want me to tell the press about who you really are.”
“Your story will spread widely tomorrow, if I tell the truth to the reporters and reporters here.”