Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 89

"It turns out .. Not that I met Charma, but I met someone in that place" replied Jarfin.

"Who is that man? You knew?"

"I didn't know at first. He introduced himself, his name was ... Kemal Prayoga," answered Jarfin honestly.

"Knees?" ask the policeman with perfectly round eyes. Jarfin nodded slowly along with an increasingly uneasy heartbeat. "Isn't he tripping over a similar fraud case planning a murder? Are you one of the people who helped her?" the police officer pressed Jarfin so he could tell him everything.

"Bec-yes .... " To be honest, Jarfin himself was confused. He's really in a tough situation.

"What did he say when he met you?" ask one of the other policemen.

"He said, Charma's life and death are in my hands. As long as I am willing to follow what he wants, Charma will be safe," replied Jarfin who this time was a little sleepy. Is she in love with Charma?

"Where did you first meet Kemal? After that do you want to follow his wishes?" The police assumed that Kemal already knew the identity of Jarfin, either from his origins or anyone who was in good contact with the man. But it seems that with information that Kemal knows like getting a fresh breeze, that Jarfin is the younger cousin of Nila who is the wife of Fatan, the hardest target.

"From now on, you've always said Charma's name, who's that woman? What do you know of him?" that cop again.

"So this ... the second day Charma lived with me, he just wanted to tell me that he was the son of a businessman named Wicak Darsono. I was surprised, because I knew he was the father of my cousin. Charma also told me that she was in danger, and there was actually one more person who helped Kemal ... Edward, his own brother."

All of Jarfin's words just now, had been recorded by one of the police in the room. Finally the police revealed the latest facts of the case experienced by Fatan.

"Now do you know where Charma is?"

"That's the problem, sir. I don't know either. Sir please ... Get me out, sir. I have no intention of harming my own brother. I also escaped from what happened in the trial. I promise, Mr ... I will be in the position of my cousin's sister" Jarfin said, pleading. Indeed basically, he was just trapped by his own feelings, drowned and his world turned pitch-black. He had also lost his dream of becoming a civil servant and becoming a state servant. Then, for him now maybe only Nila could help him regardless of the entanglement that bound him at this moment.

The policeman breathed a little rough. "For a while we will hold you, because we also need to discuss with Mr. Fatan and Ms. Nila regarding this matter," the police said firmly.

"But don't hold him for long, sir" bargained Jarfin with fear.

"I can't be Mastiin either. It all depends on the applicable law, and .... " The policeman glanced at Jarfin who was waiting for the continuation of his words. "Maybe it can go through a peaceful road in a family way, as long as Mr. Fatan and Ms. Nila want to do it" the police concluded.

"Yes, sir" replied Jarfin.

"Please take him to a temporary holding cell. I still have to talk to Mr. Fatan as well as Madame Nila!" order the police who have since asked Jarfin to some members who are his subordinates.

"Good, Sir!"

After Jarfin was taken out, Fatan and Nila went inside. The two sat facing the police.

"How Sir? Did he do anything?" tanya Nila who was impatient to hear the results of Jarfin's introduction just now.

"Maybe it's better that Mr and Mrs can see and listen to themselves" the policeman replied, coding the other policeman who was on duty to record. "This is a hidden recording from us when we interrogated Jarfin's brother," he continued, connecting the camera to the laptop screen and then shown to Nila and Fatan.

Until the video ended, Nila sighed while looking at her husband. "Don't know why, I don't trust him completely. For a long time we parted and only met him again when he was an adult. I also don't know what her relationship as a teenager was like," Nila said in her view.

Fatan nodded in understanding, then he looked at the police who were in charge of interrogating it again. "I've decided, it's better if he's just legally processed. Guilty or not, let the judge decide ... I believe the laws in this country cannot be sold and can be enforced fairly!" assertive man with height so high.

"Well if the decision of the Master and the Madam is so. I will sit down and follow up. We also thank you for being helped by great and wonderful people like you" the police said with pride.

"Together, Sir. Shouldn't humans help each other? I also feel ... why wait to be arrested later, if the one in front of my eyes is clearly the culprit?" said Fatan.

"True sir," the policeman nodded with a smile. His eyes shifted to Nila. "Oh yes Madam, do you have any family contacts of Jarfin's sister? Considering we also need information about his family," he asked later.

"There is, of course." Nila immediately opened the bag and reached out to look for a rectangular flat object that she remembered had been placed previously into the bag. Not long after, the thing he was looking for met. Nila immediately sought out her mother Jarfin's contact in the cell phone, then gave it to the police father who was in front of her.

"Well, our business today is done. This case will be followed up soon. Remembering instead of just involving between each side ... Except there's a lot of people involved." The policeman then stood followed by Fatan and also Nila.

"Thank you back, sir. Maybe if there were no police on the scene last night, I personally might not survive Kemal" Fatan said and they shook hands.

After everything was done, the two quickly left the police station. Fatan also brought Nila home to his parents, because he would go to meet Lian at their headquarters. On the other hand Rusli who was on the way home also continued to give information to Fatan.