"The cluster is the only place that Wiryo will not find, so he will not interfere," explained Mahendra.
"The problem is, the girl still needs intensive care," said Herry, telling the condition of the girl in question.
"Ah, right."their conversation had stopped, two men's eyes sitting on the middle sofa watching the open door where a group of waitres came with the aim of preparing breakfast according to the master's order.
"Just put it inside," Mahendra ordered the waiters, he looked back at Herry, "take it to my residence on the top floor of Djoyo Riza hotel. Let's make sure that Doctor Martin agrees to this idea, because not all patients are ready to be transferred for treatment," the blue-eyed man stood up from his seat.
"Good sir," Herry stood up, moving lightly towards his master. The aide took out a platinum card from his trouser pocket, handed it to Mahendra-including the phone in his Palm.
