"Hello, boss. I have found the point of Sabrina's whereabouts," said the man who had blocked Sabrina's steps with the cell phone in his hand. He was on the phone with his boss.
"Good! Where does she live now?" replied his boss. The two men who had blocked Sabrina's steps were Reyno's orders.
Reyno had never told the two of them to be rude to Sabrina. However, Reyno's men were used to his rude attitude.
"I still don't know where Sabrina lives. However, the location of the housing is already in my hands," explained Reyno's messenger confidently. "Earlier I had met Sabrina. However, a man who claimed to be his friend managed to thwart our plans," he added.
''Boyfriend? Who's he? Does Sabrina already have a boyfriend?'' Reyno's mind was filled with many questions.
"Okay! Tomorrow you comb all the places in the housing," said Reyno, who was starting to feel relieved as if he had found a bright spot for Sabrina's whereabouts.
After closing the conversation with his messenger, Reyno was suddenly surprised by the appearance of Cantika who was standing in front of the door of his room with his eyes widening sharply at Reyno. He did not notice the sound of the door opening, not even the slightest sound of his wife's footsteps because of her focus on Sabrina's search mission.
"Whose place are you going to comb?" asked Cantika with a glazed look full of inquiry.
"Honey! You've been there for a long time," Reyno said with slightly quivering lips.
Cantika had only arrived in their room for a few seconds, so she didn't know the initial conversation between Reyno and his messenger. However, she was very curious about Reyno's words at the end of his telephone conversation.
"Who are you looking for? Whose housing do you want to investigate?" Cantika started to get suspicious.
Reyno quickly thought and looked for the right reason to convey to Cantika so that she would not suspect her mission this time.
"So it's like this. There was one employee at my father's company who embezzled company money. So I ordered detectives to look for his whereabouts because he ran away." Reyno said to Cantika who was so fluent without looking nervous.
This time he started to master the lie so that Cantika believed his words.
"I see. How come?" Cantika asked while sitting next to Reyno and holding his hand to strengthen him.
"That person took his opportunity when I was sick for 3 years," explained Reyno, who kept trying to convince his wife.
"Hopefully the person will be found quickly," said Cantika while leaning her head on Reyno's chest.
Reyno welcomed him and hugged him warmly.
***
[In an hour you should be ready.] The message on the green application that Azka sent to Sabrina.
[Yes, sir.] Sabrina replied. [But, sir. I only dress modestly. I am afraid that I will embarrass Master.] She added.
[It doesn't matter.] Azka replied curtly.
Clothes are something that stands out when it comes to party venues. All eyes will surf each other to see the appearance of the guests. However, Azka had not thought about it.
Steven's engagement party will start at 19.30 and end. However, Azka had to leave early, which was 5 hours before the event started because the reason for Mrs. Yeni was that Sabrina would help prepare the food there.
"Sabrina come on quickly!" The baritone voice called his name loudly from the living room. Sabrina hurried over to him.
"Yes sir." Sabrina slightly accelerated her steps and immediately approached Azka who was wearing shoes on the white sofa in the living room.
Azka who was looking down after wearing a shoe slightly raised her face towards Sabrina who was standing right in front of her.
''Sure enough, this woman is dressed so disgracefully.'' Azka looked up and started to grumble in her heart. ''Ah never mind, I'll think about it later,'' he added to himself.
"Are you ready to go?" Azka asked.
"Yes, sir," Sabrina replied, nodding her head.
"Excuse me, sir. May I help Sabrina? It's a pity if she is alone there," said Nazwa who suddenly appeared in front of Azka.
"If you come along, my Mother will be angry because no one is here to help her!" Azka said with a voice that rose an octave above Nazwa.
"Okay, sir," replied Nazwa as she turned his gaze to Sabrina then walked away, both of them died.
"Come on, hurry up," Azka said to Sabrina walking towards where his car was parked.
Then, Azka drove his four-wheeled vehicle at a low speed through the highway.
They both left for Steven's residence.
On the way, Azka stopped the black luxury car and stopped at the latest women's dress boutique in an elite shop in Central Jakarta.
The two of them rushed into the boutique and the boutique waiter greeted him warmly.
"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen," greeted a grown woman who was the owner of the boutique who greeted her warmly.
"Yes, afternoon," replied Azka flatly without the slightest hint of happiness on her face. He rolled his eyes to the right and then left around the boutique area as if he was looking for something.
"Can I help you sir?" asked the boutique owner.
"Please find the best dress for this woman," Azka asked the boutique owner firmly. He then sat on the sofa in the waiting room at the boutique.
"Yes sir." The boutique owner mobilized some of his employees and took Sabrina to the dressing room to try on some of the boutique's finest collection of dresses.
Sabrina selected several dresses from the boutique employee and then tried them on one by one.
The first light blue dress tried on by Sabrina and the boutique clerk showed it to Azka.
"It doesn't match the color, change it!" Azka said with his hands busy massaging the phone. He seems to be busy communicating with his friends.
The boutique employee hurriedly changed Sabrina's dress and tried on a second dress, a pink mini-dress that fits perfectly with Sabrina's white and clean skin.
The boutique employee brought Sabrina to Azka and showed her appearance whether it was as expected.
For a moment, Azka's gaze was fascinated by Sabrina's beautiful face and her body shape that almost burst out with the color and model of the dress she was wearing. Not the slightest look on the face of a household assistant at this time. She is more suitable as a socialite woman.
"How is it sir?" asked the boutique clerk in Azka's gaze which was so focused on Sabrina.
"Yes it fits!" said Azka who was jolted in the middle of his daydream. "Can you makeover?" he added.
"Yes, sir. All right, I'll make it over," replied the boutique employee as she walked to the make-up room.
Azka couldn't even blink her eyes when she saw Sabrina in a dress that fit her body so well.
I never thought that Sabrina, who goes without make-up every day, already looks naturally beautiful, how about when she puts make-up on her face?