I'M NOT KERE MAS
DESPAIRINGLY

FARHAT POV

November 25th, I will mark the last day of my life.

The plan that almost worked had to run aground because my boss got a recording of my conversation with the Rose .

I don't know where he got it? I think he's being friendly and ordinary, because he doesn't know about me and the Rengganis . But it turns out that I was wrong, it is very impossible that Rengganis did not tell the story. Look at their very close relationship.

ACHHHHH

I slammed the steering wheel onto the shoulder of the road, I felt really frustrated. How is my life going ahead?? Am I gonna get fired?? Or will I be prosecuted for the plot to kill the Rengganis ??

I put my face on top of the car. But the cry of my cell phone forced me to raise my face.

" Hello.." My greeting to the rose across there.

" Dear, how's the trial going?? Smoothly??" The sound of the rose sounded slow and echoed. It looks like he's in the toilet.

" I'm screwed, all messed up "I replied as I leaned over to the chair. I squeaked my forehead to reduce the dizziness in the head.

" Fucked?? Why mess??" ask the Rose .

" Mr. Indra was also present at this hearing, I thought he was just coming along. Turns out he brought evidence of our voice recording yesterday that was plotting the Rengganis murders"

" Huh?? How can??" Rose as I thought, how come??

" I don't know either, which is clear now that me and Rengganis are officially divorced. And what I'm afraid of, Mr. Indra will do something to us"

" We?? Yes you are Mas, I am not following. If you plan all that using plan B, I'll just follow you Mas"

The rebuttal of the Roses made the blood rise.

" Oh so you want to hands off?? you think the Rengganis will release you??Didn't you know that she's the owner of fashion hospital?? Where do you work now??"

The silent rose did not answer.

" Once it is, I become emotional talking to you" I continued while deciding online.

HUFFFFFF

Instead of finding a way out, even want to escape from mistakes.

Later if anything happens to me, I will make sure the Roses are also dragged. Because all this is also his fault.

I used to be reluctant to divorce the Rengganis, but he demanded that I immediately divorce the Rengganis .

And now?? I'm really sorry, really sorry. Nies,, I'm sorry.

I observe the atmosphere around, many vehicles passing by. The reluctance to face everything made me think of a safe shortcut without any problems.

I push the car keys, then I step on the gas firmly.

BRACK BRACK BRACK DUMMM

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

ROSE POV

There is no other way, I say the same Melati to go home faster on the grounds of not feeling well. Melati also allows unsuspecting.

Then I gushed my bag, walked quickly to the elevator. I was worried that I would cross paths with Mr. Indra, every time the elevator door opened my heart raced fast.

But thank God, until I get into my online taxi order. I didn't meet my boss. Mercifully...

When I got home, I felt my throat dry. I opened the refrigerator and I took a bottle of mineral water and I ate it until it ran out.

"Why are you home??" Papa's voice greeted from behind.

" I'm not feeling well Pa" answered me short, I rushed to the room so my Papa wouldn't interrogate me more.

Upon arrival in the room, panic and anxiety have not disappeared. How do I deal with Indra Boss tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?? And what if it turns out they reported Mas Farhat to the police and dragged my name too?

I was getting panicked, my palms were sweating a lot.

Nah! I don't want to go to jail, I have to go. Yup!! I have to get out of this city, or out of the country.

Hem!! My hands moved quickly to check the rest of the money in the account, enough to live abroad for a few months. And I'll find a job there.

Yup!! Without a second thought I immediately booked a ticket through the application to Uncle Sam's country.

I'll tell Papa later when he gets there. I don't have to bring much stuff. My passport has just been updated, so it doesn't take long to get a visa.

I quickly put my clothes in my suitcase. After I pack my basic items, I leave the room with a sneak.

I hope Papa has entered the room. And Alhamdulillah, the atmosphere in the quiet house until I safely entered the taxi . Intentionally I use the services of an online taxi, so that my departure is not easily tracked.

After taking care of the ticket and Visa, I immediately entered the waiting room to wait for the flight departure time.

There I was still worried, every time I saw the police passing by, whether it was the police guards or the traffic police? My heart is racing fast.

I ducked, hiding my face. I wear masks so they are not easily recognized.

Suddenly my phone rang, Yasmine's name was exposed on the phone screen. My hands are shaking, has something happened to Mas Farhat ?? Oh no, the plane's still two hours away. It feels like a long time.

I ignored Yasmin's phone, but Yasmin called again. And I let it go again, this time my phone rings back. Papa's name is on the phone screen.

Huh uh?? Does Papa know?? Papa called me three times, but I didn't pick up. I had to silent my phone so that it sounded unsuspecting.

But suddenly the broadcast on television made me stare. I saw a car I knew so well overturned in the middle of the highway.

And there was a heavy machine trying to tow it to the edge.

It was Mas Farhat's car, and it was inscribed on the victim's glass screen in critical condition.

Wha what?? Could Mas Farhat run from the police to the accident?? I'm getting freaked out. My body was shaking in the cold heat.

As soon as there was a notification for passengers to get into the cabin of the plane, I quickly shuffled in.

I want to go as far as I can survive the police chase. I don't care what happens to Papa and the rest of my family.

They won't be thrown in jail just because I ran away. And I plan after Uncle Sam's country, I'll reroute my destination so the police can't find my trail.

Yup!! It's okay my money runs out, later I can find work elsewhere. Whatever the salary, the important thing is that I don't go to jail.