
A large, brown-skinned tall man stepped foot into the apartment that looked empty but well-maintained. The black curly hair that was shoulder-length was tied back, as well as the beard and mustache on his face added to the fierce impression in him.
The man entered one of the rooms which turned out to be a clean and well-maintained room, but the man stared blankly at the room as if he had lost his owner.
"SRUGHHH,,,!!"
The man threw his body on the bed with his eyes staring at the sky. Soon the man touched her neck and pulled out the necklace he was wearing, staring at the necklace with a guilty look. His hard face softened just by looking at the necklace, then smiled bitterly.
"Where are you now? Are you all right?"
He muttered softly as he looked at the necklace with the inscription 'Renerdo' as the necklace's eyes.
"I kept looking for you, but I didn't get any information. You don't even come home after five years. Where exactly are you going, Ren?" mumbling again.
"This guilt keeps haunting me, do you know that? Imagining them doing bad things to you, makes me drown myself even more in my sense of my sleep. The only thing keeping me alive and living my life right now is believing that you're coming back. I don't know where that feeling came from, I can't explain it,"
The man who was none other than Bernardo muttered back to himself. Staring at the room that was previously Cyrene's room.
"I will accept all your anger, but please, don't hate me" he said bitterly.
Bernardo clasped the necklace firmly in the hope that Cyrene would return soon. Even if it's only in a matter of minutes.
He enters Cyrene's apartment by sneaking in after successfully making a duplicate key through his acquaintance. Successfully hacked all the important information about Cyrene to make it easier for her if someone caught her in the apartment that Cyrene left and could provide answers.
Bernardo sighed softly, then got up from his recline and stepped into the kitchen. He brews the coffee he buys for him to enjoy himself.
She's been cleaning up her apartment ever since Cyrene left town. Those downstairs just said Cyrene didn't move, and would come back, only that no one knew if Cyrene would actually come back or not.
After some time passed, Bernardo exited Cyrene's apartment. He approached the car he had parked not far from Cyrene's apartment building, and left after seeing the window for the last time.
Meanwhile, on the other hand, the,
Cyrene drove the jeep with a feeling of satisfaction clearly visible on her face.
"You didn't try the tools, Ren?" glen asked breaking the silence.
"It's too crowded, Glen. I'll try it on the way home" Cyrene replied without turning her head.
"So, what do you want to do now?" ask Glen.
"Are you hungry, Glen? How about we eat something?" hagar Cyrene is still focusing on driving.
"Not a bad idea" Glen smiled.
"All right, we're going to the bistrot that's up ahead" Cyrene said, starting to reduce her jeep speed.
The two of them went in and chose the most comfortable seat for them, ordered the food they wanted as the waiter approached them, then waited.
"May I ask you something, Ren?" Glen asked at once asking permission.
"Just ask" answered Cyrene.
"Are you really going to take Carlo's offer to return to your hometown?" ask Glen.
"Is that bad?" cyrene replied asking.
"Not at all, it's just that, if you leave, can I be with you as your doctor?" glen asked a little hopeful.
"It wasn't my authority to decide," Cyrene replied flatly.
"You have the authority to do that, because you have the opportunity to choose who you'd trust if an accident happened where you were" Glen said.
"If it's going to be like you said, then I don't mind" Cyrene replied.
"You're serious?" ask Glen to make sure.
"Excuse me, please order you,"
A servant interrupted them by giving their order. After putting down all the menus they ordered, the waiter left.
They enjoyed lunch in silence, when a gunshot rang out, sending everyone in the room screaming in panic, except for Cyrene and Glen.
"DORR,,,!!"
Cyrene just glanced with her eyes to see who was making a fuss in the crowded place using dangerous weapons.
"Stay in your place if you don't want to get hurt!" order a man wearing a ski hat and a face cover.
All the visitors of the bistrot were sitting with their frightened faces, some people putting their hands on their heads when the sound of gunfire was heard.
Glen prepared to stand up, but was quickly prevented by Cyrene who nodded slowly. When one of the men came to their table, Cyrene casually handed over her purse.
Glen could only follow what Cyrene did even though his heart refused. Until, the robbers managed to plunder all valuables from visitors bistrot and bistrot itself.
"Why are you quiet, Ren?" glen asked a little annoyed.
"Are you aware that there are eleven of them?" cyrene replied inquiring back with calm intonation.
"What's? Eleven? they're only five," said Glen.
"There were two cars outside waiting for them, watching if the police arrived" Cyrene said.
"I can face them, but I don't want to" Cyrene said.
Cyrene went back to eating the food in front of her.
"How could you expect this to just happen? And that's right in front of your eyes?" glen was not satisfied.
"Stranquilize,,!" answer Cyrene. "Just enjoy your lunch" he added.
"Oh, I don't even lust for it" Glen snorted.
"The impatient attitude you have can plunge you at any time, Glen," Cyrene said.
Glen only snorted in annoyance, then turned his face away.
Cyrene let out a long sigh, then got up from her seat. He approached the cashier who still looked shocked by the incident that had just happened.
"Contact the police, and ask them to chase them east towards the canyon, you will get back what they have stolen" Cyrene said, laying several bills.
"For the food we've been eating" Cyrene said.
After saying that, Cyrene immediately left, leaving a confused look from the cashier's clerk, but she still did what Cyrene instructed her.
"What do you mean say that?" ask Glen.
Cyrene lifted her shoulders, then stepped out of the bistrot followed by Glen. Without answering Glen's question, he immediately got into his jeep, and started the engine.
Unwitting Cyrene, someone seems to run after Cyrene who has entered the car. But by the time the man reached the car, Cyrene had already run her jeep.
Cyrene drives by taking the opposite direction to the robbers who snatch visitors' valuables.
Glen became even more shocked when the path that cyrene was heading for was a canyon. As if taking everything into account, Cyrene immediately entered the chipdisk while pulling the transmission lever.
Suddenly, the speed of the car increased, and enough to make Glen surprised to make him grip the seatbelt attached to his body.
"Just make sure your tongue isn't bitten" muttered Cyrene smiling confidently.
"Ngarai is the best training ground" he added.
"Ren, are you crazy?" glen looked shocked.
"Within a countdown, twenty seconds, then you'll understand" Cyrene said.
The steep valleys left at right on the road they then made Glen shudder. But he kept counting down.
Right in the fifth second, Glen saw the car that the robbers were riding on the bistrot earlier. Cyrene immediately preceded the car, within seconds, she turned the steering wheel, made the car swoop in and spin around, turning toward their car.
Taking advantage of their shock, Cyrene pulls out a gun from behind her shirt and points it at their car's engine, leaving the car out of control and crashing into a cliff.
"BBRRAAKKK,,,,,, !!!!"
Another loud noise came from the car behind them, which was their partner in the robbing.
"Stay in the car if you want to help" said Cyrene.
"What,,,??? Hey, Ren," Glen widened his eyes as Cyrene came down and met them.
Miraculously, no one was seriously injured, they immediately got out of the car. Just as Cyrene had guessed, they numbered eleven.
"Damn, I forgot that Ren wouldn't move if it was in public, except in desperate circumstances" said Glen, upset with himself.
"Now what? If I go out, it will have the same effect as back then, Ren is hurt worse" Glen murmured.
Glen could only see from inside the car where Cyrene was standing quietly while tying her long hair. Stand in front of those who look upset and prepare to attack.
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