125. Unsteady

"Aruna, why don't you pick up my call?! Or reply to my chat?! You make me worry!" she yelled to the empty house. 

"She's not home yet, I'm waiting for her too!" Hendra came closer to Dea who was too agitated for his liking.

"Oh, Hendra?!" to hear that 'not home yet' was more shocking than finding Aruna's husband here, "Wait, hang on, since when are you here?"

"I said don't run! You could take a trip!" an familiar voice scolded. A man just ascended the stairs.

"Surya?" Hendra found his best friend.

"Answer me first!" Dea's worry was becoming more apparent, urging Hendra.

"Since eight."

"What? So she's not back since noon!"

"Noon?"

"Yes. In the afternoon, my chat wasn't sent at all. Ah, he must have forced her to let go of Magic Letter and Aruna refused. Oh God … what if something bad happened? Oh God, oh God!" Dea frantically darted her eyes, pacing in front of the door, "What time is it? What time is it?!"