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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

is 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 really 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!"