Knitting Tangled Yarn.
COMPLICATED AND FUNGIBLE.
“Do you know who Cathy really is?“ ask God.
“It looks like I have to find out who Cathy is?” sascha with a serious face.
“I have a little information about Cathy. I'll send it to your email" said Dewa.
“Can I see it? I think I remembered the name of the woman. Papa once said that Cathy was the killer of my grandfather's grandmother from the mama's side,” said Sascha.
“Suddenly I have a hunch. An inkling of your disappearance while in Okinawa. It looks like it has a lot to do with Fatin and Cathy,“ said Dewa.
“I didn't think about that. This case is very heavy. If Fatin had kidnapped me, why would he be in Okinawa? This is the question in my brain,” said Sascha.
“This case is still a mystery about your disappearance. I still dig it deeper. Once I have solid evidence, I will hand the case over to the police. Let them account for everything,“ said Dewa.
“Slow-slow only. Don't be too hasty. Sooner or later we will find the answer. If Papa wants to announce who the real heir is please. Who wants to be up to,“ Sascha said.
“You are the true heir. Sooner or later you will receive a stick from your papa. So. inevitably you have to accept it. Otherwise Khans will be destroyed in the near future,” said the God who warned Sascha.
“The problem is getting runny and complicated. If only I had been born into an ordinary family. Most likely can enjoy life without having to wrestle gono gini. I want to be the ordinary person I used to be. But fate says otherwise, I must be the heir" Sascha said.
“Don't think too much. Let it flow like water. You know that heiress stick-holder's life is always happy? Notwithstanding. They have to work hard and provide all their employees as well as me. I'm a prince of Nakata’s Groups. Someday I will be able to replace the head of the central CEO. Want me not to have to do it. Because before I was born I was already written in the will of my ancestors" explained the God.
“Can I withdraw from Khans Company kingdom?“ ask Sascha.
“What is predestined is your life. You have to go a step further to be CEO. Because the company needs you so much. If you become CEO then I am the one who resigns as prince of Nakata’s Groups. I will register myself as your assistant,“ replied Dewa.
“I won't make you an assistant. Later I think how good it is,” said Sascha.
They were silent thinking about each other's future. After Dewa says that the Khans Company must announce his heir. Sascha must become heir. What about the gods? The gods had thought about this matter for a long time. He still worried for Nakata’s or Khans? He eventually chose to be silent not to be rash to make up his mind.
Nganjuk Indonesian.
Nirmala's mother was making coffee for Mr. Andika could only sigh. I was so happy to hear Sascha's voice.
After making coffee, Ms. Nirmala threw her butt in front of her husband. He smiled with excitement while saying, “Bapak know not if I yesterday phone?“
Father don't know. You were at the police station yesterday. Sascha asked what Mom?“ ask Mr. Andika.
“Sascha says she can no longer go home. But I feel sad too if I have to lose Sascha,“, said Ms. Nirmala.
“We have to release him Mom. There's no way Sascha's been here continuously. Suppose Sascha were here and then his family. You don't demand much from Sascha either. Because Sascha has helped our family's economy. I hope Sascha will live happily. Sometimes you feel sad because you lost Sascha. But who wants how else we must be willing to let go and pray for her to become a successful career woman,” replied Mr. Andika sincerely.
“Bapak can't help her anymore Mom. It turns out that many victims report because they are used as night workers at plus clubs. This news has spread everywhere until the victims came to the police. Nor will you sell rice fields just for the sake of Kinanti. If I help him the whole victim will go berserk and terrorize. I must be patient to face this matter,” replied Mr. Andika.
“Since entering high school, Kinanti has already made trouble. Mother often gets a call from school. Eventually the school took it out. I am tired of Kinanti delinquency,” said Bu Nirmala weakly.
“But I also feel sorry for Kinanti. Do we have to borrow money from me?" ask Mr. Andika.
“Make what?“ ask Ms. Nirmala.
“You liberate Kinanti. I hope that Kinanti can change and be good,“ replied Mr. Andika.
“Mom don't want to minjem any more money to Sascha. I'm ashamed of Sascha. Especially Kinanti was never kind to Sasa. If you borrow money to issue Kinanti want to put where this face is,“ said Bu Nirmala.
“Mother's right. Then what should I do. While Kinanti is our only child. You also will not let Kinanti be in prison,” said Mr. Andika who has no solution anymore.
“Actually I also do not want to let Kinanti go to jail. But what else. We as parents need to be wise. We are not freeing the wishes of the child. If this has happened then we must let go to be punished." said Ms. Nirmala.
“So mom let our son go to jail first so?“ ask the confused Andika.
“Ya how to do again. If we do not punish him, our child will not become an adult,“ replied Nirmala's mother.
“Serah Mom only. If that way can make Kinanti mature father agree. If the Kinanti does not change how?“ ask Mr. Andika again.
“We think again another way. For sure Kinanti will not bother Sascha again. If it bothers you, you'll be out of hand. Do you know who Sascha really is?" added Ms. Nirmala.
“I don't want Sascha's parents to wrath us. Especially in the Kinanti. You know how it ends. Now we pray a lot that Sascha's parents will not be angry with us. And hope not to punish Kinanti," said Bu Nirmala softly.
Hamburg Germany.
A middle-aged man was pinching his head. The middle-aged man received reports that his company was faltering. He did not think the last few weeks there were disturbing the calm of the company.
Not long after came a middle-aged woman carrying a cup of warm green tea. The woman put it in front of her husband. Before sitting down the woman also understood the gloom of the middle-aged man.
“What's up?" ask the woman gently.
“You know lately the company is faltering," replied the middle-aged man.
“What exactly is it?” ask the woman.