Let Me Fall in Love
126. Summer in Munich
Akbar and Leo follow Mr. Bagja's invitation to the warehouse where he held a thug named Konyal. The retired person once arrived in Jakarta just a short break and left Ibu Sekar at Puput's house. In order to help the prospective daughter-in-law to immediately solve the problem.
"You familiar?" Pak Bagja turned his head to pay attention to Akbar's expression that was straightening the view from behind the glass against the person who was tied to the chair.
"No, Sir." Akbar said sure. Repeatedly squeezing the brain remains the same. I never saw the man's face. He asked to go into the room right now.
Being this close to the person who is bound, Akbar is increasingly sure not to know the thug who subdues the face that has been bruised in the corner of the left eye.
Akbar gripped the chin of the thug with a tattoo on his chest, until the hostage's head looked up. "What's your motive for kidnapping Ami?" tanyanya cold.
"I'm just running orders, Boss."
"Who asked?"
Quiescent. The thug, known as Konyal, folded his lips. Just give an answer with a headband.
Just with a gesture of glare from Mr. Bagja, a man came forward and punched the stomach of the hostage. Bugh.
"The longer you stall for time, the more battered you become. Choose where?" Akbar stared intently at that grimacing face.
"I'd say. But please don't imprison me, boss. I received this order because it requires my son's operating expenses. The operation has now been completed and is recovering. If I'm in jail, who's gonna make more money for control costs." Konyal looked up and ventured to look at Akbar.
"I can't believe your words." Akbar.
"But I believe you're a good man. You don't really know me. But I've known you for a long time."
Akbar squinted his eyes with a frown. While Mr. Bagja and Leo folded their hands in the chest observing and listening seriously.
"I often see you coming to Al Luqman orphanage. You are a donor there. Donate money and like to bring a one-car gift for the children's home. I am the one selling siomay in front of the Orphanage Foundation. Boss can ask Bu Nunung the head of the parlour, the truth is. I'm known by the name Mang Konyal."
Akbar looked back at Leo. Eye signals give the command that Leo responds to with a nod. Leo pulled out his phone while stepping out of the room.
"Other than trading in front of the parlor, what's your job?" Pak Bagja. He does not believe in the profession of people who claim to trade it. Because the task of kidnapping someone must be done by professionals in their field.
"I have a side job, boss. Such as kidnappings, terror orders, intelligence, cheating spouses, illicit campaigns of prospective board members. And I make sure the nyiknya is not to be snuffed out but to be intimidated. I don't take the job of a hit man, boss."
Akbar breathed a long breath. He then listened to the whisper from Leo in his left ear with full attention.
"OKAY. Now tell me who told you to. I'll make sure to release you." Said Akbar made a firmness after hearing the report from Leo.
"Name Sephia."
"Sephia?!" Akbar knitted his two eyebrows.
"Sephia Halim's. You know him better than I do."
Suddenly Akbar's body stiffened and tightened his lips to hear the long name of a woman who had been removed from his memory.
Akbar kept his word. Will release Konyal on one condition no longer repeat the act of disturbing himself or disturbing his family.
"Who is Sephia Halim?" Mr. Bagja just asked after getting out of the interrogation room. He will leave the place first with Akbar and Leo.
"She.. Akbar's ex-girlfriend, sir. Akbar will settle things with him."
"Solve business? You mean there's still a sense of being left behind, the past isn't over?" Mr. Bagja squinted his eyes.
"It's not so, sir. It's all over. No memories are stored. Akbar also did not know what he wanted. Suddenly appeared after 10 years of breaking up."
"Remember, Bar. You can't pick up Ami yet if your problems aren't over."
"Akbar remember that, sir. God willing, it will be resolved soon. Give Akbar the confidence to settle this private affair."
"All right."
***
"You sure you came by yourself?" Leo reconfirmed while standing by leaning his back against the wall beside the door. After a day of interrogating Konyal, Akbar will meet his ex tonight.
"Didn't you read the email as well? Don't worry about my safety." Akbar finished folding both arms of his shirt to the elbow. Deliberately leave the office after work. Because if you depart from home there will be many questions from Mama Mila.
"I'm not worried about your safety. But be anxious about your heart that might falter because it's coming again." Leo knows for sure how the love story of Akbar and Sephia are viewed by people as a harmonious couple. He witnesses how destroyed Akbar when abandoned the girl he loved so much.
"I have to thank him. Abandoned and heartbroken to pieces, could make a present Akbar Pahlavi." Akbar opened both his hands with a confident and proud expression at the achievements he had made. From starting to get limped up to achieve success now.
The speed of Akbar's car stopped in front of a cafe that looked deserted. He hesitated to get out of the car because there was only one parked car. The same supercar as hers is red. He again remembered the contents of the email from the initials SH which had just solved the puzzle once a name was called by Konyal. Until he decided to ask for an appointment. And here is the place appointed by Sephia Halim.
Akbar set his breath before opening the car door. Undeniably suddenly arise a little tense because it will meet again with the woman who once soared at once dropped dreams and minds. With a steady and confident step, he entered the cafe which was greeted by a waiter with friendly and polite. Directly lead to the back.
"Love brought you here, didn't she?" Said a beautiful woman who stood up to welcome Akbar's arrival with a sweet smile.
Akbar stopped his steps at a distance of 2 meters. The gaze of scanning the undeniably tall figure grew even more beautiful with an adult face. I don't know what's raging in Akbar's chest right now.
"Mistake large. I came because you've been bothering the girl who sincerely loves me. Whatdoyouwant?" Akbar stared flat with both hands put in his pants pocket.
"Tell me what you want. My time isn't long." Akbar was able to control his heart. The campus flowers that he had once managed to get his heart was indeed extraordinary. But now it's different. His heart will not be swayed by the charm that is still emanating on the face of the woman in front of him. A new name was firmly in his heart.
"Before I apologize for my mistake that left you, Mas. I can't wait to be with you from zero. You're hurting yourself when it's clear your parents have a company going forward."
"I don't want to talk about the past. I'm sorry and I forgot. There are no memories stored in the heart and mind. It's burned down. So, to the point. What do you want now?" Akbar was not affected by the sad face with eyes full of regret that now displayed Sephia.
"I've been divorced for 2 years, Mom. My marriage is not happy. He doesn't want to have children. Over the new time I realized, he's a workaholic who loves money more than he loves me."
"it's your personal business. I don't want to know."
"Listen first, Mom. Let me finish talking."
Akbar was silent without giving any reaction in response.
"And only 5 months ago I was in Indonesia. I'm one step closer to you but I admit it's hard to get to your heart again. I didn't think you were dating a high school boy. Are you traumatized by dating an adult woman, because of me?"
"What did you tell people to kidnap Ami for?" Akbar had no interest in hearing of Sephia's curses. He wanted to hear the reason for the kidnapping attempt.
"Quiet, baby. I won't hurt your girl. Just a ploy to meet you, Mom. I didn't think he was good at martial arts. Although it failed but I'm happy to finally meet you." Sephia wanted to grab Akbar's hand but Akbar lowered his hand from the table first.
"Mas, if you'd known all this time I hadn't really forgotten you. Love for you is still saved. I was forced to leave you because I needed a lot of money for S2 at Harvard. I want to come back to you, Mom. We started a relationship from the beginning. With the skills I have, we're gonna build a big company."
"It seems like our chat was enough. Meeting you is a waste of time." Akbar got up from his seat.
"You'll sit back if you know who's behind the APB travel office fire." Sephia pulled the corner of the lip looking at Akbar according to her estimation. Sit in the original chair.
"Who?" Akbar stared hard. The fire that destroyed his travel headquarters five years ago ended with a hammer knock. Forced to sell the remaining assets to pay the return of capital to investors. And the two perpetrators who were caught on surveillance cameras dumped gasoline behind the office, unsuccessfully known for using a full face helmet.
"I'm the guy. The presence of APB travel has made Buana travel customers more and more reduced due to moving to APB. You are also the cause of the withdrawal of investors from Buana because it moved to the APB. So, I had to act to save my husband's company. No heart, I have to get rid of APB travel to maintain my husband's travel efforts. Sorry, baby." Sephia looked at Akbar with a regretful look.
"Thank you, Sephia Halim. I struggled to find the perpetrator to spend a lot of money. Now you voluntarily surrender yourself. Wait the police will pick you up."
Sephia laughed. "I like your joke, Mas. Come on, forget the past. I'm so sorry. You know I'm a pretty, smart girl. I can stand by you to advance the company."
"Yes. You're smart but not smart." Akbar opened one button on his shirt. It shows a small object tucked under his shirt. At the same time, Leo entered with three police officers in plainclothes.
"Mas, I know for a fact that you're not a cruel person. Your heart is soft. Please forgive me, Mas."
The cry of Sephia was not heard by Akbar. He left without looking back. Time to prepare for the future in Germany.
***
Summer in Munich is far from hot. Precisely the heat was warm even earlier the rain that was not too heavy had flushed the third largest city in Germany. And this weekend many city people who spend time outdoors by exercising or just walking and sitting in the city park.
The two people sitting on the green grass of Englischer Garten were now looking at each other in silence. It did not feel nearly 2 hours long Ami dissolved in the story that Akbar uttered during this miscommunication. He was surprised to think that Akbar's voice was a hallucination, in fact the person he was missing was actually sitting next to him. Holds his hand so as not to move. Until the story flows with various expressions that appear to accompany the narrative.
"I'm sorry, Cutie. This mess is because of me." Akbar showed his letter of regret.
"I am guilty too. Choose to run so far. I even felt the heartache mixed with torturous longing. I'm not an adult yet, brother." Ami laughs discordantly accompanied by the work of eyes that shed tears. Already tried to resist the urge not to cry but his chest was already feeling tight. He expresses his true feelings now. Relieved, haru, and happy.
"Law, baby. You haven't had much experience with the rigors of life." Akbar's outstretched hand wiped Ami's wet cheeks. "Never run from my heart, baby." Reveal it with a loving gaze while wiping both cheeks of Ami wet from the melt of tears that came down again.
Ami nodded then breathed and exhaled slowly. "Having that negative thinking turned out to be torturous. Plus have to resist the miss getting worse and worse. Better to do maths one semester. Most just saturation and stress doang. Not kayak gini. Huft."
Akbar chuckled as he rubbed to the top of Ami's head. "Miss you so bad, baby."
"me too. Hugs dong, Ayang Panda." Ami sulking. He shifted his seat so that it was closer to 5 cm.
"Stop - stop! There was no hugging scene. This is not a Korean drama."
Ami Tarjengit when going to lean his head on the shoulder Akbar who was silent did not respond to his wishes. Just know the reason now.
"Aaa's here too? Is coming with Akbar?" Ami looked at Zaky who was approaching with Gina.
"Yes. Intentionally told by Mother. If not escorted, there could have been a hugging scene." Zaky pulled Ami's head slowly. Then rubbed the top of his sister's head with anxiety. "Other times if the escape is far to the end of the world. To Antarctica cake to be won by penguins."
"Gini has Suneo's sister. Not giving attention and comforting his sister while here. Even come nyebelin." Ami turned the eyeball with a scatter glare towards Zaky.
"Who is not attentive. I love communicating with Gina nanyain about you. Fear of suicide."
"I also always tell you to Gina and ask for your candid from after Papa and Mom come home to Jakarta." Akbar chimed in.
"Teh Gina, really?!" Ami looked seriously at Gina.
"Hehe. Yes, Mi. Sorry not honest. Everyone loves you, Mi. Bukqn only Zaky and Mas Akbar. Family in Indo always monitor your situation. It's news through me." Gina raised both her fingers with a grin.
"Oh my God, so sweet of you all. I want to cry again. Aa Suneo, borrow the shirt for a snotty nyus." Ami pulls up Zaky's shirt and directs it to the nose. But Zaky hastily clasped Ami's hand and ran along with the crisp laughter of Akbar and Gina.
The warmth of the summer in Munich now feels absorbed to the heart of Ami who walks side by side with Akbar down the vast Garten Englischer. The two of them walked behind Gina and Zaky who led as the guide. Occasionally steal the opportunity to hold hands and lyrics when bodyguard Zaky is caught off guard photographing the natural scenery. Until they came to the banks of the river Isar.