P. S. I LOVE YOU

On a bright morning, Cyra stepped out of her boarding house with excitement. Today, she had the morning shift at a cafe in the South Jakarta area.

"Wow, the air is so refreshing this morning," she exclaimed, smiling as she greeted the people she encountered along the way.

She rode her moped, a purchase she had made from her savings, at a moderate speed through the streets of Jakarta that morning.

Cyra Alesha, that's her name, was in her final semester at one of Jakarta's prestigious private universities. She never imagined that her intelligence would earn her a scholarship to study in the capital city of Indonesia.

Armed with savings from her mother, Cyra had ventured to Jakarta on her own. Her father had passed away long ago, leaving her mother to work tirelessly to support her and her younger brother, Janu, who still lived in their village. Cyra was determined to try her luck in Jakarta and improve her family's status.

A group of mafia gangs had murdered Cyra's father, and his case remains unsolved. Her mother continued to grieve over his tragic death.

In a nearby park, a handsome young man with a tall, athletic build was desperately searching for his beloved pet dog, Mopi. He cherished Mopi more than anything in the world. The dog had been a gift from someone who was now far away, making it irreplaceable.

Felix appeared frustrated as he combed the park several times without spotting a trace of Mopi.

"Mr. Felix, I'm sorry, but we've searched every hidden nook around the apartment and the flower garden, and we still can't find Mopi," reported one of his men.

"Insolent! What did you say? Ugh! Ugh!" Felix's fist landed twice on the man's jaw.

"Search for Mopi until you find it! If not, I will fire all of you!" He rebuked angrily.

Meanwhile, a car was speeding in front of Cyra's eyes.The car might have hit her if Cyra hadn't been alert enough to pull over her moped.

However, unexpectedly, a brown dog dashed across the road and was struck by the car. Instead of stopping, the vehicle accelerated even faster. Meanwhile, the dog's body was flung into the air and collided with the front wheel of Cyra's moped.

Panicking, Cyra immediately dismounted her moped and cradled the dog's bloodied body in her lap. The dog's eyes gazed sorrowfully at Cyra momentarily, leaving a deep longing. But shortly afterward, the poor dog's eyes closed forever.

At the same time, Felix, who had been searching for Mopi, was momentarily stunned when he saw his beloved dog, covered in blood and lifeless, in a girl's lap.

"Mopi!" He shouted hysterically, then forcibly took Mopi's body from Cyra's hands, saying, "Take this girl, along with all the available evidence!" Sternly.

He immediately got into a car.

"Drive to Doctor Nelson's place at once!" He commanded the driver.

"Hold on, Mopi. Daddy will save you!" He said, worried.

"Get in!" Shouted Peter, Felix's confidant. He compelled Cyra to enter a black car.

"Where are you taking me, sir? What will you do with me?" Cyra whispered, tears streaming down her face.

But the person paid no heed, and Peter even forcefully pulled Cyra into the car. He had to do it because Cyra continued to resist, but her strength was no match for the burly men.

"What have I done wrong, sir? Where are you taking me?" Cyra protested.

"You've gravely erred, Miss, by disrupting Young Master's life!" Peter replied loudly.

"Young Master? I don't know him at all!" Cyra screamed again.

"Help ... someone, help me!" Her screams grew louder.

Since Cyra kept crying, Peter used duct tape and repeatedly bound her mouth. It didn't stop there; Cyra's head was also covered with a rice sack. She had no idea where they were taking her.

The car sped towards Mr. Felix's private residence.

Upon reaching Felix's house, the car halted in the garage.

Their arrival alarmed Bik Upik, a house assistant.

"Good morning, Bik."

"Who have you brought?" Bik Upik exclaimed in panic as Peter was seen forcibly dragging someone from the car.

"This is Mr. Felix's new detainee, Bik."

"Put her in the warehouse per Master Felix's orders."

Bik Upik examined the way Peter and several others were dragging Cyra.

"Hey! Is she a girl? Why are you mistreating her?"

"Release her!" Bik Upik demanded.

But Peter prevented Bik Upik from approaching Cyra.

"Just open the warehouse door, Bik! Don't interfere! These are all Young Master's orders. Please don't make our job difficult!" Peter rebuked, refusing to yield.

"But you've hurt her!"

"Bik Upik, if you knew what she had done, you'd be furious."

"What has she done?"

"This girl caused the crash with Mopi!" Hearing Peter's words, Bik Upik was deeply shocked.

"What?" Bik Upik replied, stunned.

Despite her hearing still functioning well, Cyra vigorously shook her head. It was as if she was denying the accusation.

Bik Upik watched as Cyra shook her head repeatedly.

"It seems this girl wants to say something. I should open the warehouse door immediately," she thought.

"Alright, you all come with me," she said, then led them into the house.

After navigating through several hallways, they finally arrived at a closed and dimly lit room. Peter promptly deposited Cyra onto a thin mattress in the warehouse.

"Bik, our job is done. The rest is up to you!" Peter exclaimed.

"Make sure this girl doesn't escape. I've tightened security and stationed two bodyguards at the warehouse door just in case." He then exited the room.

"Guard this door closely. Remember, only Bik Upik can move around in this room."Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir," both of them replied simultaneously.

Meanwhile, Bik Upik began to untie the ropes binding Cyra's hands and feet in the warehouse.

Then, slowly, she removed the sack covering the girl's head.

When she successfully uncovered the sack, she beheld the face of a beautiful girl with sad, teary eyes.

"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 definitely 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 finding out that 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 actually 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 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!"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.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha! You loser!"

Then, one of the bodyguards entered the warehouse.

"Please, do whatever you want!" another exclaimed, but he seemed to be calling someone now.

Cyra, who was crying, was immediately shocked when a sturdy, stocky man entered the room.

"Mr, have you come to get me out of this place?" she asked hopefully.

"However, the bodyguard did not answer, and he remained focused on studying Cyra's tear-streaked and dishevelled face, which increased his desire.

"Pretty girl, I don't have the authority to remove you from this room, but I can offer you an unforgettable pleasure!"

"What are you doing? Don't come any closer!" However, the bodyguard ignored Cyra's words. He began to take off the clothes attached to her body, one by one.

"Miss, please cooperate. So that you can also feel pleasure."

"No, don't do this to me, sir. I'm a good girl!" Her sobbing became more and more intense.

Cyra kept going backwards until her body hit the wall. There was no way to run.

Meanwhile, the sturdy body continued to advance. He started to unzip his pants and wanted to attack Cyra immediately.

However, a sudden, loud bang from the warehouse door jolted them.

Felix's fierce expression was intimidating.

"Sir," exclaimed the bodyguard, his face ashen.

"What are you doing, bastard!" After saying that, he immediately approached the bodyguard and beat him severely.

Cyra, witnessing Felix's cruelty, grew very afraid.

She saw the bodyguard's stiff, bloodied form lying helplessly on the warehouse floor.

"Clean up this mess!" he exclaimed to his subordinates.

"And as for you, a cheap woman, I will make your life hell from now on!" He said sharply while looking at Cyra's tear-streaked face.

"Clean her up and put her in one of the rooms!"

"Yes, Young Master," answered Bik Upik.

Felix promptly exited the stuffy room and entered the house, heading straight for his private room.

He was very relieved, and it turned out that Mopi could still be saved. However, his beloved dog currently requires intensive care because both of his front legs were broken, and one had to be amputated.

The dog was a gift from a sad-eyed girl he had met somewhere when he was little.

Maybe Felix had fallen in love with that girl because he was still single.

His mother and father were confused about Felix's attitude, and he was always cold towards women. His parents had introduced him to many women, but none touched his heart.

Meanwhile, Cyra was taken by two other women besides Bik Upik. She was led into a room that was considered very luxurious.

"Sit down first, Miss. We will prepare toiletries for you." Said Bik Upik, and then she left.

Once everything had been prepared, they also called Cyra to come into the big toilet.

"Please come in, Miss, and immediately remove your clothes." Said one of them.

"What do I want to do, Bik?" She asked.

"You must clean yourself, Miss. Mr. Felix wants to see you. So we ask for your cooperation. We also have other work we must do immediately." exclaimed one of them.

"But how will I shower if you guys are still here?"

"Okay, we'll turn around," exclaimed Bik Upik, then ordered the other two maids to turn their backs to Cyra.

"Damn! Why are Dad and Mom increasingly interfering in my personal affairs?" he said, angry.

"Young Master, please control your emotions! Remember what the doctor said," Peter exclaimed worriedly.

"Shut up! If you can't help me!" he growled.

How could Felix not be angry? Next week, his parents, who have been living abroad, will return to Indonesia and plan to match him with a woman chosen by his father and mother.

"Damn! What should I do? Think, Peter!" he said again.

Because Felix kept pushing him, suddenly, a crazy idea emerged from Peter's brain.

"Young Master, what if you take advantage of that woman?" Said Peter.

"Which woman do you mean, huh? Have you ever seen me with a woman all this time? Don't be stupid if you say that! My head is about to explode from thinking about Mopi's fate. Don't you dare!" he rebuked, growing even angrier.

"Young Master, the woman I meant is the one who hit Mopi. You can use her as your fake wife. Once your parents believe you are married, you can dump her. Of course, after you take advantage of his body. Just think of it as avenging Mopi against her," Peter proposed.

To Felix's surprise, the crazy plan was immediately embraced with enthusiasm.

"Brilliant! It turns out your brain is smart too!" Felix exclaimed to Peter.

"I agree with your idea! Prepare all the wedding documents. I want them to be completely authentic! You know how observant my parents are," Felix instructed.

"When will everything be ready, Young Master?" Peter asked.

"Right now! Make sure the woman doesn't realise she's signing the marriage documents. Do you have her identity?" Felix inquired.

"Yes, sir." Peter then produced Cyra's ID card, which he had discreetly taken from her bag.

"You can be relied on as well! Take everything to the civil registry office immediately!" Felix ordered as he tossed his ID card in front of Peter.

Peter promptly left the room, making way for Bik Upik, who entered Felix's private space.

"Young Master, we have finished cleaning Miss Cyra according to your wishes, sir."

"Get that bitch over here!" He shouted angrily.

Felix opened his desk drawer and retrieved several photographs of Mopi, who had been injured.

"Miss, Mr. Felix wishes to see you," the two maids announced, half-dragging Cyra's struggling form.

"Please, let me go! I don't want to meet him," she said quietly and sadly.

"Bik, Bik Upik, please release me," she whispered as she struggled.

"Miss, you should obey. Don't anger Mr. Felix further," advised Bik Upik wisely.

"But I haven't harmed his pet dog at all. Please listen to my explanation first."

However, Cyra's strength was greatly diminished. She hadn't eaten since last night, saving money for monthly expenses she sent to her mother in the village.

"Young Master, Miss Cyra has arrived," the two maids informed, while Bik Upik assumed her position standing guard at the door.

"Leave us alone," he said coldly.