Chapter. 2 Locked Up In A Warehouse

"Why are you crying, Pretty?" asked Bik Upik.

Then, carefully, Bik Upik removed the tape covering the girl's mouth.

But surprisingly, the girl cried without making a sound. She cried silently.

"Pretty, are you okay? Where does it hurt?" Cyra remained silent, but her tears continued to fall.

Bik Upik saw that Cyra's smooth skin showed several abrasions.

"Are you in pain?" Cyra's tears became heavier.

"Wait a moment. I wanna get hot water and treat your wound." However, Cyra quickly held Bik Upik's hand.

It was as if she was afraid of being left alone by her.

"Don't be afraid. Those people won't come back. I have to hurry. Later, Master Felix will come back, and he will go berserk."

Cyra released her grip, and then quickly, Bik Upik left the room and headed towards the kitchen to get a medicine box and hot water.

Bik Upik went back into the warehouse. But before that,

"Where are you going, Bik?" asked one of the bodyguards.

"I'm going in again! What happened?"

"What's that in your hand?"

"Check it yourself!" shouted Bik Upik, angry.

"Sorry. We have to check it according to Mr. Peter's orders."

"Go ahead!" answered Bik Upik.

Then, the two bodyguards checked Bik Upik's luggage. After completing the inspection and finding out that there were no suspicious items, she brought them. Only then did two of them invite Bik Upik to return to the warehouse.

Bik Upik went into the warehouse and found Cyra sitting on the bed and continuing to shed tears.

"Beauty ... stop crying. I will treat your wound." After saying that, one by one, the abrasions on Cyra's skin were cleaned and treated by her.

Bik Upik finally breathed a sigh of relief after discovering she had treated all the abrasions on the girl's body. She also gave Cyra a bottle of mineral water.

"Drink, Miss. Before Mr. Felix comes," she exclaimed again to Cyra.

Cyra, who was thirsty, immediately drank the mineral water.

"Pretty, I hid the mineral water bottle here." Bik Upik deliberately hid it since she feared Felix would be furious because she helped Cyra.

"Pretty, please tell me the truth. Did you hit Mopi, Mr. Felix's favorite dog?"

Cyra shed tears silently. She seemed to take a deep breath several times.

"My name is Cyra, Bik ...."

"Oh, yes. Cyra. Just call me Bik Upik." Then Cyra began to tell her version of what happened.

"What? So you weren't the one who hit Mopi?"

"No ... not me. I wanted to go to work this morning, and in the afternoon, I wanted to go to campus. I didn't have the slightest bad intention. Please believe me." Cyra said while pleading.

"Bik, please help me get out of this room. I beg you."

However, Bik Upik didn't fully believe Cyra's words.

"I don't trust this girl. She could be lying and wants to frame Mr. Felix. Maybe she was ordered by the Young Master's enemy to bring down his career. It's good for me to be careful."

"But, Cyra. Why are your clothes soaked in blood?" she asked, full of inquiry.

"When I saw the dog covered in blood, I immediately carried it. I also have a pet dog in my village."

"Where do you live? Please tell us about your family."

"I only have a mother and a brother; they live in the village."

"Then, how come you are in Jakarta?"

"I got a scholarship from my school in the village. I was determined to go to Jakarta to change my fate. I had absolutely no bad intentions in moving to the capital city," she said sadly.

"It turns out that this girl's life story is truly heartbreaking. But I have to remain alert. She could be making up stories." Bik Upik muttered to herself.

"Bik, can you help me get out of this room? I have to go to campus this afternoon, Bik." She said pitifully.

"I have no right to free you, Miss Cyra. Because you are Mr. Felix's prisoner, in that bag, there is a change of clothes for you." She said, stabbing.

Bik Upik, who was initially friendly, suddenly became angry. But she still reminded Cyra to maintain her awareness.

"Miss, drink enough because you are not necessarily allowed to eat. Keep the bottle of drink I gave you in a safe place. Don't let Mr. Felix find out. I'll excuse myself."

Cyra looked closely at Bik Upik. "Bik, help me. Please save me, Bik," she said while grabbing Bik Upik's hand.

"Sorry, Miss. I can't! Don't force it like that!"

With force, Bik Upik threw Cyra's hand away so she fell to the floor. Then she stepped quickly out of the room.

Meanwhile, in the room, Cyra started to struggle. She was seen banging on the door several times and then screaming.

"Open! Open the door! Whoever you are, please open the door! I'm innocent! Please open the door! This afternoon, I want to go to college!" However, her screams did not produce the slightest result.

"Bik, why does that girl keep screaming? Should we teach her a lesson so she can be quiet?" said the bodyguards.

"Hey! Don't mess with that girl! Before receiving direct orders from Mr. Felix. Do you understand? Just be careful if you dare touch her! You will face me!" said Bik Upik firmly.

Even though Bik Upik is only a household assistant, she is very good at martial arts. For this reason, the entire security of Felix's house is her full responsibility.

"Do you understand?" she rebuked, glaring sharply at the bodyguard.

Of course, the bodyguards could see the beauty of Cyra's face and the elegance of her body. So Bik Upik warned the two of them not to approach Cyra.

"Bro, are you afraid of the threats of that arrogant Bik Upik who acts all-powerful? If it is me, I'm not afraid!"

"Sorry, Bro. I don't want to mess with Bik Upik. I've given up! I've been beaten by her before. So, I've had enough of her raw punches in the past. I don't want to anymore." One of the bodyguards said firmly.

"Ah, you're a coward! Didn't you see that woman's body shape? Does it seduce men's faith? It's not certain that Mr. Felix would want her. What's more, she was the one who hit Mopi, the Young Master's favorite dog. Come on, let's take a turn at that woman! I'm desperate; I'm horny right now!" Persuade his friend.

"I'm sorry, Bro. I don't want to take risks. If you wish to do it yourself, don't invite me.

*) Bibik is one of the nicknames for household assistants in Indonesia