"That's where Zayn lives," Glenn said. "Zayn Salim you mean?" Alexander asked. Glenn didn't answer and instead immediately ended the call without listening to what Alexander had to say. The man then took off his apron and headed to a room of his superiors. His assistant manager asked before he entered the room, "Leon, are you looking for Mrs. manager?" "Yeah, isn't he in there?" "Nothing. He just came out to meet a manager from another branch. Can I help you? Can you tell me," the assistant manager named Monika said. Glenn nodded, "So, like this Ma'am. I want to ask permission to go home early. Is that possible?" Monika smiled, "Oh, I thought you wanted to convey something important. Yes, please. Glenn looked somewhat surprised at the young woman, "Really, Miss?" "Yes, why? You expect me not to give permission? Well then, I won't give-" "Uh, Ma'am. Thank you for the permission that Ma'am has given you," said Glenn in a hurry so that the permit would not be canceled aga
Zayn swallowed nervously and reached for his drink and took a quick sip.Suddenly Arnold became suspicious of him, he couldn't take it anymore and asked, "Why? Zayn, please don't tell me if my suspicions are true."Zayn didn't dare to look at Arnold. Arnold immediately asked back, "Tell me that you weren't involved in the incident."Zayn understood what Arnold meant. The incident in question was Edgar's arrest for fraud, which was really just a manipulation by Narendra.Zayn was silent. He did not respond to Arnold's words.Arnold easily understood, "You're involved. Jesus, Zayn. What have you done with my brother?"Zayn shook his head, "I had to do it because my family's company was at risk. Narendra was the only one who could help me because he was the only one who was willing to lend me such a large sum of money to support my family's company that was on the verge of bankruptcy."Arnold clenched his fists when he heard that, "You've gone too far, Zayn. Don't you know that incident
Glenn had no other choice but to follow his cousin who had made him so anxious earlier. Apart from not wanting anything bad to happen to Arnold, he also wasn't sure if his cousin could survive in the outside world. Arnold was not a tough guy who will stand up to anything. On the contrary, he was a man who was easily swayed and fell down with just one jolt. And so Glenn followed himself right behind in a taxi which he intercepted shortly after Arnold left with the intention of making sure Arnold was safe. Arnold apparently stopped at a five-star hotel and was seen booking a room in front of the receptionist. Glenn shook his head, "Still like a spoiled child. At this rate, the money will definitely run out quickly." He reflected on himself who had experienced something similar to what happened to Arnold right now. However, once he was not like Arnold. He quickly realized that he had to save money because the money in the backpack given by Fero at that time was too little. Glenn crep
"To kill you," said Glenn casually. Dewa burst out laughing. The man even went so far as to throw his precious cigarette poison on the ground and stomp on it to die. Glenn glanced at him indignantly but said nothing more. After his laughter subsided, Dewa said, "Man, it's been a long time since I laughed like this. Oh, for the sake of the sea ruled by Neptune, I'm really happy to see you again, Glenn." "I have absolutely no intention of comforting you," Glenn said, sneering at the man who now looked rather dirty. "Then why are you making jokes as if you want to kill me?" Glenn grinned, "That's not a joke. It's for real, Lord." "Yes, yes. That's very Glenn Brawijaya, cynical and rude. Incredible. So, what do you want from me?" asked Dewa to the point. Glenn sighed. He rarely encountered people who would immediately understand his meaning like Gods. In fact, Alexander Barata, who he thought was smart, couldn't understand it well. The man was too innocent and innocent that sometim
"Friend?" Glenn repeated. Dewa nodded, "Yes. You have considered me as a friend. That's why you are looking for me." Glenn thought for a moment, trying to come up with an answer to the question Dewa had asked. But he couldn't find it. The man swallowed hard. "You've been alone all this time. No one has helped you and wants to believe you. Did I come at the right time, Glenn?" Glenn didn't reply, still silent as he looked the other way. Dewa asked again, "You can trust me. I am not part of those people. I have nothing to do with them." Glenn turned his head, "You really aren't one of them." "Consider me your friend. Or at least someone you can actually talk to. You don't have to think of me as one if you want to," continued Dewa. His words sounded so serious that Glenn started to trust her a bit. "I met someone who claimed to be an angel," Glenn said later. Dewa gasped and looked at Glenn carefully before starting to say, "He really seems like an angel. Was he the one who turne
Glenn shook his head, "No. Not right now. I don't need anything right now." "Are you sure?" "Yes." Dewa looked at Glenn with a probing look then said, "Okay. If that's the case." Glenn said, "How can I contact you?" Dewa smiled strangely. Glenn said again in annoyance, "Why are you smiling?" "Nothing. Looks like I was right about one thing." "What do you mean?" Glenn asked in a tone of slight astonishment. Dewa replied casually, "Looks like I've become one of the people you trust." Glenn snorted in annoyance, "So what? Do you want to be an enemy in a blanket?" Dewa's laughter exploded instantly. "Oh, you really have a lot of fun I see," Glenn quipped. Dewa stopped smiling, "Your words are bitter but they make me happy." "What do you mean?" "You are direct. That means you really think of me as a friend you can trust." "Stop saying that as if it's something to be very proud of, Dewa." The corners of Dewa's lips lifted slightly, curving into a smile, "I'm indeed proud to b
Satria laughed crisply listening to his son's confidence. He said, "Good. You have to do that, my son. That's just the son of Satria Brawijaya." "Yes, Dad. I won't let him act up, Dad, take it easy. Just leave everything to me." Narendra got higher spirits. Satria nodded with satisfaction, "I like your spirit. It's time for you to move faster, Ren. Show your fangs to Glenn!" "Ready, Dad. I will not disappoint you," replied Narendra with a sly smile. Glenn, just you wait. I'll make you come back unmoved. Narendra thought. Inside Narendra's big head, dirty scenarios have been arranged for Zayn and Glenn. He was sure his plan this time could kill two flies at once. Just imagining it, Narendra felt so happy. With such confidence, Narendra got up from his seat. "Then I better go now, Dad!" said goodbye to the young man. "Yes. I'm waiting for good news from you, Ren!" Satria said it while nodding. "Fine, Father." He also went accompanied by several men loyal to him. *** Narendra
"Not me, sir!" Glenn said quickly. The young man tried to stand up but immediately two police officers held his hands firmly. Glenn was forced to sit with his knees touching the floor. He couldn't move his hand. Glenn who was confused suddenly saw Narendra appear there and was grinning broadly at him. He rolled his eyes as if mocking Glenn. It was at that moment that Glenn realized that he started to rebel and at the same time shouted loudly, "He must be the culprit, Mr. Narendra. Not me, Sir." "What do you say? Mr. Narendra was the one who reported this case, Mr. Glenn." Glenn was surprised but when he saw Narendra's face that looked so satisfied, he certainly knew that his bastard cousin was indeed the perpetrator of the murder. Glenn couldn't have guessed wrong. He said again, "I didn't kill him. I didn't even know that he was killed, Sir. I was framed. Of course he reported it. He wanted to frame me." "You can say it at the police station," said the policeman. "But sir. I-"