GENK DUDA ACUTE
65. From Toni To Wulan

“Toni's file is in Santoso's hands, huh? Call him first, deh.” Dean talked to himself and needed no answer from anyone. He immediately contacted Santoso.

“Live to his office, yes. I'm sure Ryan is on the road. Don't let me wait,” Dean's message to Santoso. Then he put down his phone. His forehead was still frowning at the thought of something. “Gue is still a bit doubtful as Wulan. He wants to kill Rey, but will he take Toni's money? According to lo, Yan?” ask Dean.

“Mbak Wulan must be prestige. Especially those who demand divorce first. Sister Wulan is also the one who left everything that was given by Mas Toni. Mas Toni said the only car brought, right?” Ryan looked at Dean.

“Yes, the Wulan who refused all Toni's gifts. The trigger was, yes, Mami Toni said first. He felt his son was dumped. That's why Mami Toni said don't take whatever her son's packing. You know yourself, Toni is very good to the girl. To her boyfriend she's royal, let alone to Wulan. But, since Wulan was horrified what Mami Toni said, until now Wulan would not accept anything. Though Toni can not talk to her mom if out money for girl.”

“Iya, I used to buy a car 600 million diem for his girlfriend. Apartment one unit, keep—”

“Definitely good hand and lip service woman. That's why you're generous,” continued Dean.

“I don't think so. Just blind. That's the real thing,” replied Ryan.

“Udah lamp ijo, road. Bacot aja,” sergeant Dean. Ryan chuckled at the annoyed face of his superior.

“Pak, Mas Toni's mama, what's so cool, anyway? More cement mana with—”

“Nyokap me?” ask Dean. “Lo would like to say that, right?” Dean turned his secretary who instantly clenched his mouth.

“To blame Toni, Wulan or Mommy is hard. I can accompany them one by one in a plea bargain, then the judge will be difficult to decide who is wrong. Mami Toni's condition is also not good,” explained Dean.

“Where, anyway? Sometimes I don't like it, though. Still love but diem-diem. I think they have their own lives, but they are still jealous of each other. Sister Wulan that, time at the Sukabumi Police Department, the destruction of the Rey continues. Very worried about Mas Toni.”

“That means Toni is good, right? And Wulan knows that. Toni was from the school days the least courtship. Hardly ever. Play often. The longest-serving girlfriend, yes, Wulan. He's loyal, man. Any time we need his help, he'll come straight. Although she's ama cewe.”

“Such different means,” murmured Ryan.

“Same by whom do you mean?” Dean glared.

“Because Good Mas Toni. That means. Come on, do it again,” err Ryan.

“Caring for parents in a wheelchair is not easy. Toni has to keep her mom feeling. While Wulan asked for attention that is rightfully his. On the other hand, Tony also needs support. Toni's mom is depressed. Healthy, rich and active should suddenly be in a wheelchair. She lost her husband. Toni's story sometimes her mom still calls her Papi's name at home. So I think Toni is tired too. And Wulan suddenly asked for a divorce. Boom! Toni did not discuss at length. He also felt left out when he needed support. They both blame each other.”

“Now, really, a thought back?”

“Because of Wulan's own shadow and keep the story about them, it turns out to be someone else's. And also ... Mami Toni is getting worse. Dementia. He might not want Wulan.” Dean grunts.

Ryan's car entered the courtyard of a single building on the main road in South Jakarta. There were not many cars in the parking lot at the time.

“Car do not look out from the front entrance, Yan. If Rey realizes that we are coming, she will be ready. I will issue a lot of vocabulary if he disputes a lot. Today we are tired.”

“Parked in a corner there aja,” said Ryan. Drive the car to the corner of the yard that is shaded by mango trees. Their car parked facing the entrance gate.

“OK, we wait for Wulan for a moment. Santoso hasn't nyampe either,” Dean said, glancing at the clock on his wrist.

“Eh, it's Santoso's car,” Ryan said, pointing to a flaming red sedan entering the page. Ryan opened the glass and waved his hand out for Santoso to park near them. Apparently the man didn't see it. Santoso is parked far away.

Dean grabbed his phone and called Santoso. “Come here!” pinta Dean, waving her hand out the window. “Bring Toni files!” pinta Dean, then shut the windshield. Santoso nodded in the distance. And Dean immediately thought that the man would get back in the car and move his car near them. But, it turns out that his guess was wrong. Santoso innocently carrying the map and walking in a distance.

“Liat, tuh!” dean said to his secretary. “Brilian once. Ckckck, really brilliant,” decak Dean. Ryan sniggered from behind the steering wheel. Then he opened the window and shouted. “Running!”

Santoso was asked to run, according to. He accelerated his steps towards his superior car.

“Dan Santoso calls it a run. Most eat mi!” grouse Dean. Santoso arrived and went straight into the middle seat. He threw out his body while breathing.

“Still young, stamina is just that. Where's Toni's file?” Dean looked back at Santoso.

“Pitted same what?” ask Dean amusedly. Santoso. “Bulls are not enough, So. Stamina should be okay. You must have one of those to prove yourself as a man.” Dean said that while opening the map in his hand.

“If Mr?” santoso asked, innocently.

“Gue is a complete package. You don't need it anymore,” replied Dean relaxed. Ryan again giggled.

Ryan is amused to see Santoso adoring Dean, but is always easily herded into conversations that can make their boss boast.

“That's the car Mas Toni,” Santoso said. “Will Mbak Musdalifah also be present?” murmured Santoso, advancing the position of his body between the front seats. His eyes could not be seen Toni's car which slowly pulled over and stopped.

“Apa Mbak Mus—”

“Diem, lo. Mas-Mus-Mas-Mus, I want to see this!” Dean flicked the map to his right side. The place where Santoso's face is. “Which we discussed earlier, Yan .. Let's see the same body language Toni and Wulan. From Dean Danawira Hartono's glasses, LLM. Lo dengerin too, So. It's a free science that you don't dapet every day.”

Ryan fixed his seat and Santoso stopped his chatter about Musdalifah.

“The car has stopped. As fast as lightning Toni will go down and muterin car. She won't let her woman down alone. Because ... he'll feel like an online taxi driver. Hahaha—” Dean laughs for a moment. Ryan and Santoso clucked at the same time looking at their superiors. Ryan felt the mood of his boss was very good.

“Oke—oke, sorry. But it's real. Let's move on. Toni has opened the door. Then he'll hold Wulan's waist. It states ownership. Toni wants everyone to squirm that Wulan is hers,” Dean said.

“Kalo hold hands, Sir?” ask Santoso.

“That's if you want to cross the road, So. You hold his hand,” replied Dean. Ryan looked at his boss again. “Well, the Toni megang map. He's gonna cover it up to Wulan's head. Make sunlight. She doesn't want her woman to overheat. And Wulan will close her mouth. Wulan was worried about the release of a smile. Because he was fond of Toni's treatment. Look at me if you don't believe.”

And it turns out what Dean said was true. Toni walked up to their car with one hand on Wulan's waist and the other holding a map that shaded Wulan's face from the sunlight. Wulan closed her mouth.

Spontan Santoso patted her hand. “Bravo! Brava! Justjust wonderful. Brilliant analysis! Always right!” exciting Santoso. Ryan looked at Santoso. If Santoso had heard a moment ago Dean said he ate mostly noodles because it was hard to run, maybe the man would not have praised Dean all-out.

As Toni and Wulan approached, they all got off the car.

“De, I want to talk for a minute,” Toni said, glancing at Wulan for a moment. Understanding what his best friend meant, Dean nodded.

“Yan, you briefly explained to Mbak Wulan about Rey. Outline aja,” said Dean. He then embraces Toni walking a little away from Wulan who immediately looked down on the map that was just opened by Ryan.

“De, I want to prank this.” Toni dropped a medium-sized brown envelope. “This is to get back Rey.” money

Dean took the envelope from Toni's hand and opened it immediately. A second later, “Rekening giro? On behalf—”

“Arista Wulandari's. It's Wulan's. That's a right Wulan hasn't taken all this time. There's a bilyet, too. You can pay Rey money for it. Wulan doesn't owe anyone, including me. It was indeed her money,” Toni explained.

Dean researched the account books and transaction records that Toni had just given him. “Four billion, Ton?” ask Dean. Toni nodded. “Kalo so, my success fee can be all melted?” dean asked, smiling spoiledly at Toni.

To Be Continued

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