Let Me Fall in Love
125. The Soul that Rebellion

"All the important numbers I've entered." Leo handed the new phone the following new number to Akbar who just finished exercising on the treadmill.

"I can't wait until eleven." Akbar glanced at the wall clock. The long talk yesterday afternoon with Puput and Rama, made clear the fact that there are people who deliberately want to destroy their relationship with Ami. So clever hijacking the WA application owned by Ami that is not active, used to send messages to Mama Mila and Leo. Also her lost phone has been used to break Ami's heart. So far the perpetrator has succeeded in making the relationship tenuous.

"Much I want to take care of today. Hoover.hoek." Akbar closed his mouth as he felt like vomiting. Suddenly nausea arises again accompanied by a twisted stomach after a night of insomnia and anxiety. The side effects of the cocaine injected into the veins have not disappeared from his body. So he forced himself to jog on the treadmill to help release toxins from his body through sweat.

"Don't have a lot of thoughts and activities. You need to focus on healing first, bro. You should still be treated and treated in the hospital. Let my work and investigation take care of." Leo quickly handed him a glass filled with warm water.

"Where can I shut up without thinking. Now that you check, Gita's not going to work." Akbar was still curious after yesterday Gita could not come to the hospital for reasons that are not healthy. There's something to be sure of.

"No entry. The doctor's affidavit was in the mail, he said." Leo confirmed to the office.

"If only I were more suspicious. We'll be at his house after eleven." Akbar opened his shirt that was already soaked in sweat. At eleven, there will be an appointment to communicate with Ibu Sekar and Pak Bagja who are in Germany.

The time that Akbar was waiting for arrived. The connection is already connected via the Skype application on the laptop. Time in Munich is now only six in the morning. Akbar said his greetings to his parents Ami who had appeared on the screen.

"Sir, Ma'am, have Puput and Rama told you about what happened to Akbar?"

"Yes yesterday afternoon German time. How's Mas Akbar doing now?" Ibu Sekar showed sincere concern.

"The recovery, Mom. God will be healed tomorrow." Akbar's answer was also a positive suggestion for him. "Sorry, Mom, sir. Did Ami know? Akbar had a hard time contacting Ami because her number was off.

"Ami doesn't know the truth yet. Which should explain Akbar's own best."

"Good, Mom. Akbar's gonna fly to Munich can I have his address?"

"Akbar can follow Ami after the problem is resolved. We don't want Ami to be a victim because of your problems. Ami was almost kidnapped after returning from Padepokan. Thank God you survived being able to defend yourself." This time Mr. Bagja opened his voice.

"Yes, Sir. Akbar will finish today. Akbar knew what was going on. She's obsessed with Akbar."

"Problem solving must be completed. Just got to pick up Ami, Bar. As parents, we'll always be worried about Ami's safety if your problems aren't resolved."

"Problem Akbar with only one man, sir. God willing will be finished today." Akbar answered confidently. Leo who is a listener of communication in different continents listened with full attention.

"No. I'm sure there are other enemies. And only Akbar knows who it is."

Akbar spontaneously turned to the side. Look at each other with Leo with eye sign. Leo answered by shrugging both shoulders.

Akbar breathed a long breath. "alright, Sir. Akbar will investigate. And about Ami, whether you should not tell the truth first. Poor Ami must be sad and hurt."

"Begini Mas Akbar, the same mother as the father of the wisdom of this incident. Ami let it be with that feeling first. Think of it as a maturation exercise. Let in the future every problem, he can know how to manage mentally. We keep an eye on it while judging. At most one month. But if Mas Akbar can solve the problem in Jakarta, the sooner it is better for Mas Akbar to come here and explain everything." Obviously Ibu Sekar.

Akbar nodded. Inevitably have to accept the pattern of Ibu Sekar and Pak Bagja's students. "Mom, sorry. Ask for help candid Ami yes, Mom. Make Akbar's medicine kangen."

Mother Sekar nodded and smiled. "Yes, I'll send it."

***

"Accbar! Well, what dream did Aunt last night get Akbar to come to this house." Desri said her mother Gita, who opened the door of the house with a crisp face welcoming the arrival of Akbar and Leo.

"Akbar wants to see Gita, Auntie. Where's the gita?" Akbar greeted Desri as necessary. To the point on purpose.

"Gita's in her room. Bentar Aunty call first yes. Thanks to Akbar. Grecep nengokin Gita." A mother who hoped to be besananan with Mama Mila was passed to the second floor.

The bed is still left disheveled with the position of the blanket still rolling. Also messy pillows and bolsters. As if representing the chaos of thoughts and feelings that are being experienced by a long-haired woman with a white cigarette tucked in between her fingers. Deciding not to go to work on the grounds of illness, making him reflect on the flashbacks that have been passed. Just realized his steps had gone too far. So, says conscience.

Ego denies it. What he did was right. Everything you want has to be fought for. I see, the whisper in his heart gave a defense.

"Oh my goodness, Git. This is what room the ship broke anyway. It also hurts to smoke. There's something below that looks. Just a day of no work has been done. Especially if it's not the name." Desri said, between grumbling and glee.

"Who's looking, Ma?" Gita's forehead frowned.

"ME."

"Mas Akbar!" Gita was surprised and hurriedly turned her face away. Didn't expect Akbar and Leo to be at the door of his room that was wide open.

"Mas Akbar why not come here first. I haven't had a shower." Gita spoke while turning her back to Akbar. His vision was looking for the presence of a mask.

"It's a cosmetic allergy, Mas. I tried a new brand that didn't fit my skin." Gita turned her eyes to the side. Unable to resist Akbar's sharp gaze that flashed with anger.

"That's yeah. You know this guy?" Akbar took off his grip and flicked his finger. Before long a woman entered with escorted by a thug who was Leo's men.

Gita was surprised not to play. Sharp glaring eyes stared at the frightened woman.

"Ma sorry, mbak. I don't want to go to jail." The words of the woman who was paid to dance and take pictures with Akbar who fainted in bed.

"wait around. What is this really about?" Gita's mother wasn't just shocked. He was also confused by the situation that is happening now.

"Auntie just watch it first." Leo represents the answer. Now all eyes are on Akbar who starts interrogating Gita.

"Gita, I don't think you're as bad as me. You tell people to kidnap me. You want to damage my organs with cocaine injections. You also have cheated and evil to separate me from Ami. You dare to tell people to kidnap Ami. I don't know what punishment you will face. THERE'S NO SORRY FOR YOU, GITA." Akbar clenched his teeth until he sounded grumbling, with a flushed face holding back anger.

"Yes.... I. I lacquered it because of love for you, Mas. Even if your body is sick and damaged, I will keep you company. Chili-cabean girl will definitely not want to have a sick husband. He's gonna find another fucking guy. But I, I will accept you as you are, Mas. I love you unconditionally." Gita who was desperate to admit her actions.

"And one more thing. I just kidnapped you, Mas. Hanyq manipulation chats. Don't kidnap those chilies."

"Don't lie to you."

"Oath. My plan misahin y'all worked. The chili-cabean has gone a long way. Why must use the event nyulik all."

Plaques

Gita complained while holding her hot cheek due to Akbar's slap.

"Name Ami. Once again you insult my future wife with that term, I re-claw your face again!" Akbar's index finger pointed at Gita's cheek.

Akbar turned his body and sauntered towards the door along with the entry of 4 police officers two of whom were police officers who were ready to herd Gita.

"No.no. Don't take my son. My son is innocent. It's slander." The screams of his mother Gita who tried to block a policewoman who put handcuffs on the hands of her favorite child.

"Let's just explain it at the police station." Said a police officer who led Gita out of the room.

***

"Cutie, you if that manyun even gemes know. Bite-bite. Miss you so bad." Akbar murmured while staring longingly at the candid photo sent by Ibu Sekar at that time. There are two photos with different poses. One pose was singing lips by looking up at the sky. Another one was contemplating while gazing towards the river water. He counts the time. It's been a week since the moment should have been prewed. A week ago, Ami was in Germany and lost contact.

One problem is done. The Gita is enjoying the fruit from which it is planted. He is currently in prison and undergoing questioning as a suspect. P. R. Akbar is now the mastermind who kidnapped Ami in Ciamis at that time. And he is now waiting for the arrival of Pak Bagja and Sekar's mother who will return from Germany. The information he received, the son of the retired Wirawan has succeeded in capturing the head of a thug named Konyal.

"Lake in!" Akbar said to hear the door of his room being knocked on. Today his body fell because his mind was drained for a few days yesterday. Where it should be used to rest and undergo therapy. After the dawn prayer, his body suddenly shivered with cold. Soon after, he changed his fever so that he could not get up. Paracetamol given by Mama Mila can reduce fever. But he had to rest in bed because the bones hurt.

A family doctor enters the room accompanied by Leo and Mila's mother. The examination began to be carried out thoroughly while asking for complaints that Akbar felt.

"Mas Akbar often missed taking anti-depressant drugs huh?"

The doctor's guess was taken by Akbar. "Forgotten, doc."

"Depressant drugs must be drunk so that narcotic substances in the body of Mas Akbar immediately disappear. And don't forget to take plenty of rest. Akbar don't work. Must take a complete rest to heal quickly.

"My medicine is in Germany, doc. Sure, I'll make a full recovery." The answer that is only spoken in the heart. In front of the doctor, he nodded. Lazy talk.

The doctor came out of the room after giving a prescription to Leo that must be purchased at the pharmacy.

"Bar, anyway this day Mama will not ngizinin Akbar out of the house. If you need a bed rest. Look at your body, son. I'm kurusan now. Rest first do not think much. Switch all the same affairs Leo. if ngeyel Mama will lock his room from the outside. Dah ah's. Mama go down first to make porridge for you. Massage yes!" Threaten Mama Mila while fingering Akbar's forehead. Feeling relieved because the temperature turned warm.

"Hmm." Akbar's short voice accompanied the departure of Mama Mila who left the room and closed the door.

"What's the latest?" Akbar forgot Mama Mila's advice. Stare enthusiastically at Leo who opens the tablet.

"There's email. Read it yourself." Leo handed me the tablet. He knew, even though the body rested, Akbar's mind would not be able to rest before one more problem was solved. Moreover, his soul had already revolted to fly to Germany.

Tbc