Ustad Or Alkash?
Find Out the Answer

The night is getting late, the beauty of the atmosphere of the night city can not be enjoyed by a sad heart this time. Nothing makes it better than silent silence. Shut up and enjoy it yourself. God always plans something else. Something else might be better. Might as well.

True said people, God will give us the figure we need. Not what we want and desire. How the eyes affect everything. It can make you find accuracy and can also make you met with deep regret that you can only be quiet, alone. A life of love and related destinies sometimes come together. Really tiring.

The car brakes were slowly stepped on by the driver. Andin rubbed his dry eyes. Looking out of the car, which turned out to be all his family members. I don't know when they came. Andin didn't even notice.

Kumala opened the car door and immediately grabbed Andin who was still sitting and silent with a blank look.

"Let's get some rest, baby. You must be very tired, right." (say Kumala)

Kumala led Andin to walk to her room. Everyone escorted him from behind, except the driver. Kumala helped Andin to lie down on her bed. Kumala then kissed her daughter. And when Kumala was about to leave Andin in the room, Andin had already first pulled his mama's arm and of course with the same blank look. Like saying, "Be here, accompany Andin. Sleeping with Andin. Mom, would you?"

For a moment Kumala looked at Zidan and Arga. Arga nodded his head. Arga gives Zidan the code to leave the room and let Andin sleep with Kumala. Zidan nodded. They both came out of the room and closed the door. Only Andin and Kumala remained.

Zidan stepped into the kitchen. Open the beverage cooler and take a bottle filled with water. He sipped it up the toilet. He was the one who took the cell phone in his pocket.

"Andin came home with a very strange attitude. He just wants to be with his mom. Do you know what? Andin said this morning he was ready to serve me tonight. Know it? We failed to do so because of what made him moody like that. Find out soon, tonight is also the reason why he's acting so weird!"

"May I ask, whose wife did you go with?"

"Send by driver. But he said he didn't know anything. He wouldn't dare lie in front of Lord Arga."

"Alright, I know what I have to do, sir."

Zidan turned off the connection and put his phone back in his pocket and then stepped into the guest room to rest immediately.

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"Good rest, Young Master Ziban Alkash."

Secretary Chan leaves Ziban Alkash after escorting him to his room. Secretary Chan was taken aback by Ziban's thanks to him. He knows something is wrong. And he should do it tonight. Everything has to be answered tonight. That's determination.

Secretary Chan walked out of the starry hotel and was seen starting a car engine and splitting the night road at moderate speed. He reached into his pocket and grinned with mystery.

Not waiting for a long time, Secretary Chan braked the car he was driving. It stops right in front of a medium-sized house. He got out of his car immediately. Not forgetting that he wears his sunglasses. He immediately knocked on the door.

"Excuse me, is there anyone inside?"

As Secretary Chan waited and repeatedly knocked on the door, the door opened.

"Aandra?"

Secretary Chan swiftly silenced the mouth of someone who called his name. He was his friend from before until now. A woman of her age who is pioneering her career in that country. Secretary Chan knew of his whereabouts because he did have a meeting. They were close enough to say friends. It's just that, they rarely communicate especially with their respective activities. The busyness of each individual does make some close friends easily removed from the priority zone.

"I told you, don't call me Chandra. Just call Chan."

"But that's your name?"

"Clara, please call Chan. That's my popular name."

"Ahaha, popular snobs." (say Clara)

"I need your help." (said Secretary Chan)

"Let's go in."

Clara invites Secretary Chan inside.

"What do you want to drink, Chan? Uh, Chandra?"

Secretary Chan screeched softly.

"I came here to ask you for help. Not asking for a drink."

Clara pulls her lip line slowly. She really looks beautiful. Whether it looks attractive in Secretary Chan's eyes or not. Because once again, Secretary Chan is different.

"What help?" (asked Clara)

Secretary Chan reached into his pocket. He looks like he's got something out of his pocket. Then give it to Clara.

Clara picked up a small plastic filled with water with a wondering mind. He wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he could stand it. He knew his friend didn't like anyone who asked too many questions. Finally Clara just agreed and accepted it. He told his friend to wait and sit on the sofa.

Secretary Chan sat down on the sofa with his head propped up. He closed his eyes. He was very friendly with fatigue. Busyness and fatigue, both of them are never separated in every day.

You poisonous woman!

Secretary Chan recalled the incident. Rinta and Talita gave Ziban a glass of water to drink. Secretary Chan was in a hurry to catch up and attempted to intercept Ziban Alkash. But, in a hurry, it is time to take a small clear plastic. He knew the plastic would be very useful to him.

Secretary Chan is often time-hunted. So, he was used to being chased this and that time. That was why, his work was always handled by him.

Like taking the leftover water in a sip of Ziban for example. It had certainly been planned since Secretary Chan did the monitoring and suspected the glass of water.

A few moments later, Clara returned. He saw his friend who was asleep.

"Good, very good. I did her job, she fell asleep like this."

Clara clucked irritably when she had just finished her task. He woke up his friend.

"Chandra, wake!"

Secretary Chan opened his eyes and blinked a few times in surprise.

"Have you? How'd it go?"

Clara explained the details about the substances contained in the water. Secretary Chan is trying to understand Clara's explanation.

"Can you just explain the point? Explain the name of the drug and the consequences if you drink it. That's it." (ask Secretary Chan)

Clara looked at her friend. He looks very tired. It was clearly visible in his eyeballs.

"I don't actually know the name of the medicine contained in it."

"Why is that? Am I wrong to ask for help from you? Don't you know enough? Aren't you the expert?"

Clara slightly scratched her head which was not itchy.

"Like Chandra, the drug has never been anywhere. That is, it's possible that the drug was given a special message by someone,"

"May I know? Who did you get that water from?"

This time Secretary Chan was silent. It's impossible to tell Clara everything. Not wanting Clara to ask back, he did not extend the name of the drug.

"Oh, just like this. Tell me, side effects of the drug."

"I told you, drugs are very rare. I just don't know his name, how I say the side effects. It needs to be tested further before I dare to conclude. And at the moment I can't say for sure."

"Gosh my god."

Secretary Chan was silent for a moment. He has to think about things well.

"At least say according to your test results, Clara."

"C²A is according to my provisional assumption, which can affect the mind."

"C²A?"

"Yes, that's his name."

"You said you didn't know his name."

"I named it myself. C²A means Chandra and Clarada. Because you were the first to bring it and I was the first to test it." (clara said straightforwardly)

Secretary Chan patted his own eel.

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