Gannaya, My Adore
7114111111111. Your Success!

The clattering of Ganaya and Yuni's shoes echoed in the hallway of the apartment. Gana wears a hat and sunglasses, while Yuni wears a veil that is then coated again with a hat on her head.

They both stepped quickly with their heads down. Gana, the smart lady. Know once if a lot of cctv that empties around the hallway that they will pass. Afraid, if Ammar or Farhan would recognize them. Therefore, he should dress with a different look.

Taps.

Their steps stopped in the room with the number 200 numbered. Gana stayed long enough at the door of this room.

"Mr ..." Yuni stomps on Gana's shoulder, so that the woman falls from her daydream.

"Yesterday was right, wasn't his room number this way?" ask Gana to Yuni.

"Yes, Mom. Number 200." Yuni.

"But yesterday the security guard said this is Mr. Bima's room, Mom. Is it okay to go inside without permission?"

"No, Yun. I guarantee this is Dad's apartment." Gana brushed aside the doubts in Yuni's mind. Unwilling to make her master's mood fall apart, Yuni could only nod, according and accept.

"Where's the passcode?"

"Oh, yes, Mom. A moment." Yuni reached into the bag of jeans and pulled out a rectangular card shaped like a gray atm.

"You're focusing attention towards the elevator huh, Yun. Afraid someone's coming and suspicious of us."

"Ready, Mom."

Gana refocus stick the card and really just put it, must enter a number-based pin number.

"How much?" tanyanya herself.

The woman had already tried starting from Ammar's date of birth, his date of birth and the date of the wedding.

"It's weird, you can do it too!" he's pissed off.

"Thinking Gana ... Come, think!" Gana encouraged herself.

"How many more, what's so special about my husband?" he came back thinking hard.

"Or her atm pin 'was it?"

Gana tried to enter the number of pins atm Ammar that he memorized. But, in fact, it is still wrong. The door while issuing an alarm sound that indicates the cardholder is wrong in entering the password.

"Gee!" annoyed.

"Where, Mom?" ask Yuni.

"The numbers I'm guessing, all wrong, Yun."

"How do you do, Mom?" yuni asked with a panicked lightning. It's a pity if the master comes home empty-handed, if not able to break through inside.

"In the meantime, I'm still thinking."

Gana silence. Until closed eyes because the focus calms his denial to break the mystery, what number should Ammar use to penetrate this room?

Five minutes passed. Gana opened her eyes with a face gushing at the hope that had just crossed. I don't know why I'm sure of this guess.

"G \= 7, A \= 1, N \= 14, A \= 1 ... 71141?" ask in your heart while pressing the numbers.

And.

Taraa.

Your succes's.

Crick. The door to the room is open.

"Alhamdulillah .." cried the two women together.

"That's a great mom. Can find the password on the door. We can find the treasure." ledek Yuni.

Gana laughs. "Now too, will we again seek treasure, Yun." he concluded with a rarity.

The smart ones here are Ammar and Gana. Ammar can insert numbers from the letters of Gana's name. And Ammar would not have thought that Gana could read his head.

DEG.

Just now their feet went one step inside. Instantly, Gana and Yuni were transfixed. Footsteps had to stop. Their eyes looked there with a look of disbelief.

Gana was silent, as she stared at the several bottles of green-colored drink bells on the table. With lots of cigarette butts, peanut shells and playing cards. Everything he sees now, justifies his conjecture with what happened last night with Ammar. That the man came home drunk, after meeting the son of a bitch he hated.

"This is his room, Yun." Gana.

"You want Yuni to clean up, ma'am?"

"Don't, Yun. Don't create hand creations here. Let me assume, no one comes in but him and his men."

Gana reached into the bag and pulled out the phone, then gave it to Yuni.

Yuni accepted it with a confused look. "Why, Mom?"

"Please record as long as I step into every corner in this apartment, Yun." Gana gave the order.

Yuni nodded swiftly. "Good, Mom."

"Good." said Gana.

Recorded start. Yuni recorded Gana's footsteps starting to walk to where she wanted. Follow whatever Gana calls for. The smart one, wants to keep the footage as proof. So that if the time is right, he can dismantle the crimes of Ammar and Farhan all this time.

Apartments that are not multi-storey, quite ordinary and far from the word luxury. Having only two opposite rooms, the living room with a round table befriends four circular chairs and a sofa in front of the television. At the end there is a bathroom and kitchen. And there was another room there. Confidential and secret. I am interested in opening it.

Handle door on press. Gana stroked his chest, as this room was unlocked.

Chequek. Gana light switch on. Room becomes bright.

"Astagfirullahaladzim!" the voices of the two of them were so loud in the air. Gana and Yuni were surprised instead of playing. Yuni's hand only vibrates when holding a cell phone.

Gana slightly rewinded her steps, she was still clinging to the doorway. His heart is beating strong. His cornea wanted to fall and roll on the floor.

"There's a skull anyway, ma'am?" tanya Yuni was nervous.

Gana grimaces fear. "I don't know either, Yun."

Although there is a skull head that is on top of the closet. Gana still forced into a room that is only 3 × 4 meters wide.

"What are you doing, Ammar? Why is there such a creepy thing?" ganna Gumam.

Yuni alone is a martial arts master, but is still afraid of the skull. But, inevitably, he had to follow Gana to record.

Not knowing Gana, if the skull was the skull of the man Ammar killed with his own hands. A man he destroyed just for wanting revenge for ever being made fun of on a white-blue bench.

Gana opens the closet leaves are tightly closed. When the door was wide open, Gana coughed. Because a lot of dust is coming out.

Uhuk ... Uhuk.

"Mother is nothing? Want a drink, Mom?" ask Yuni. He prepared to open his back bag to reach for a bottle of bottled water.

"By, Yun."

"Here, Mom." Yuni offered the bottle of water that had been opened. Gana took it half. Manjur also offers Yuni. Now, Gana's esophagus is no longer itchy.

Gana returned to the center of his destination. He turned towards the cupboard and opened the stacked boxes.

"Astagfirullahaladzim .." they again exclaimed. "Yun, record all this clearly!" gana's Order.

Yuni nodded with a look of disbelief. Highlighting the rear camera towards the pile of pistols that are either still used or not. The number is quite a lot. This is just one cardboard that he opened, not from another cardboard. The number must be hundreds.

After the war, is it?

Gana checked all the boxes arranged six levels with the same shape and width. And the result was all the same, sharp weapons clasped.

Gana opened the second cupboard next to her. And the dust is back. Gana's fault is not wearing a mask now, she coughed again. Chugging again water to relieve cough that comes do not know itself.

Both the eyes of Gana and Yuni patterned violently, seeming to sway. The two women smothered their mouths in disbelief. Their bodies and souls are flinched. Gana was powerless to shake her head to hold back her sense of entanglement.

"Astagfirullahaladzim ..."

I don't know what he's seeing now.

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