Call Me Your Baby!
Part 32 Who is this By?

Cring. cring.....

"You must have fucked this up, it's all over my phone." Missing with his panicked tone of voice obviously made me as a new child here to follow the panic.

While Raka is still looking for what he is thinking in this gripping condition.

"What's the worst case scenario?" I asked Gilang because I still don't understand any of this.

"The mass attack."

"Huh? How come?" I asked once again because I still do not understand what Gilang is discussing at this time.

"The stock figures of this company plummeted due to the spread of mass search issues so that the Karya group has released themselves as investors in this company." Gilang explained slowly even though I knew he was very panicked by the condition that occurred.

I observed Raka, she looked so confused, I don't know what she was thinking. If he was just an ordinary worker, it would be impossible to look that big. Actually, who is this Raka?

"By, you go home first now." Gilang orders that I can get home early to avoid events that might be gripping.

"Lo how, Bang?" I who followed the panic immediately cleaned my things on the table without caring for the permission of Raka who was still sculpting and silent there.

"Gue wants to call the police first to secure the building." Answer Gilang.

"It's By, it's gone." It was her insistence that I leave this building immediately.

"Mas Raka's...."

"Already, now we're all down!" Raka's orders that suddenly turned his body and seemed to wake up from his sleep even though at rest he still opened his eyes.

"How is this building?" Gilang is still kekeh to maintain office assets.

"It's the best decision I can make, Lang. You come down now!" Raka's clear order is an emergency.

Finally the three of us went down the elevator which fortunately still works well, because my intuition has not been a mass coming to this office.

After reaching the lobby, we saw it was still quiet from various sides.

"Okay, you're on your way home careful. Don't use any office identity." Raka who looks rushed directly running towards the exit may be heading to the parking lot of his car.

"Lo ride what?" Ask Gilang to me while removing the lanyard bearing the company logo and the identity of the employees.

"Gue order online. It's okay to go home first." I allowed Gilang to go home first, because if he waited for me it would be a long time. The online ojek booking process is not when direct messages can be, but must also know the position of the driver, often get a driver with a position of its presence far away so it takes time to wait until it reaches the point of pickup.

"Udah with me. You'll be waiting a long time for ojek to arrive, By." Bring Gilang.

"Lo bring two helmets?" I asked him to make sure I was riding a motorcycle in a safe condition.

"There's." He immediately pulled and took my hand the goal was to speed up the footsteps for the shortest time to avoid the masses who did not know when he arrived.

I put on my helmet and rode on this motorcycle. Along the way the capital has seen several gathering points of the crowd carrying large banners.

"By, fortunately, the move was quick. If not, the masses." Gilang's words that sound so grateful can be removed from the office earlier than the arrival of the masses.

"If the masses arrive at the office, what about the condition of the office itself Bang?" From this passenger side I asked him with a slightly firmer intonation so that he could hear what I was asking.

"So I asked Raka to call the police anyway, there should be a guard now from them too." Reply Gilang while focusing on riding his motorcycle.

"By... From the beginning I told you not to find out who Raka is. Yesterday aja. The point is what you see, you forget, what you hear also you forget." Gilang gave me a sense of return so as not to find out about Raka's true identity.

Honestly, I'm the kind of person who's curious. By talking Gilang like this I have confidence that this Raka there is something strange. However, I don't know what he's hiding yet other than his identity which makes me keep asking.

After arriving in front of my house, I invited Gilang to stop by first.

"Bang, just go in, have a drink." I offered him to come in.

He parked his motorcycle and went into my house.

"Lo's first time coming, right?" I remember whether this man I invited or not. However, from all my memories, it seems like he never came into this house.

"Yes, this is my first time By." He answered while looking at some photo displays plastered in the living room.

"Please sit down." I greet him as well as a host who welcomes his guests.

"What do you want to drink, Bang?"

"Is there a choice?" Just stepping on this house, he had started to become the Gilang I knew again, nosy, seductive, and weird.

"Yes there. You want milk, syrup, tea, coffee, or juice?" I asked while remembering the contents in the refrigerator and supplies of foodstuffs that I had arranged.

"You juice, what juice is there?"

"Do I need to take you to my refrigerator to see what's going on?" I said with a smile.

"If you get it anyway come on, by hahaha." He answered my question when it was just a joke.

"I have cold water."

In the end still white water as well, why should be circling Gilang.........

"OK I'll get you a minute." I went straight to the kitchen to get the guest glass and tray, and then I poured cold water from the dispenser until the water was full. Afterwards, I took the tray back to the living room to give it to the man who had driven me home earlier.

"Who is this photo of you?" Glaring to stand pointing to one of the photos plastered in front of my living room.

"My brother." My reply.

"Lo has a sister? How I just found out." Gladly looked over and glanced at me.

"He had a sister, but he's abroad anyway. I rarely talk to him either." My answer.

"Next to your brother, who are these two other people?" Ask in more detail.

"Don't know me, I forgot and never asked my parents or my sister." I also wonder who the two other little men in this picture are.

"Lo's age with your brother how many years anyway? How could it not be that familiar."

"Not far, just 5 years. But he has been abroad for a long time so it's very rarely communication."

"Why can he stay there, By?"