Love hindered friendship
Chaos in caffe

Azhar looked at Jidan and Shabira, her radiance of death implying a sense of sadness and fear that restrained her to make her look like she was depressed.

"Grandpa is a plot of kidnappers who later children will be sold" said Azhar with a glassy netra.

"WHAT! Kid abductors?" yoke in unison with Jidan and Shabira.

The two boys linked their eyes wide.

"Shabira, how am I afraid" Jidan said.

The little girl rotated her gaze in all directions hoping that there would be a bit of blame for her to escape from this place, she then tried to open the door, and then, checking around the room and windows can be open but the results are nil.

"It's just that we won't be able to get out, I've tried to escape but I can't even get caught with the man who disguised himself as the old man, he said, the old man threatened me and even beat me when I muttered" Azhar said softly while sitting on the floor with her knees closed.

Jidan and Shabira grew increasingly panicked at Azhar's words and continued to try to find a way out even though the results were nil.

...****************...

I spread my feet in a hurry to the villa which was located a little far from the orphanage. Although the dark enveloped tonight did not shake my intention to go there, to look for my children.

I wish Shabira was in her father's place so that the anxiety and worry that spread in my body could be treated. When in front of the door I immediately press the doorbell so that the residents come out to meet me.

Ting.tong...

Ting.tong...

Ting.tong...

Before long Jho opened the door, he was a little choked to see my presence when it was night because this was not usual.

"Jani, tumben these nights here what's up?" ask Jho.

"Jho did Shabira and Jidan play here?" without further ado, I immediately asked about Shabira and Jidan.

"No, they are not here" Jho replied, shaking his head with a slight raise next to his eyebrows.

"Or, did they go with Atar?" ask again.

"There is no way Shabira and Jidan went with Atar because he had not been in the villa for a few days, he returned to Bogor because his mother was very sick"

"Is aunt Rumi sick? What pain?"

my anxiety and worry increased when I heard Aunt Rumi who was the mother of my son's father was very sick, my heart was filled to hear that. But my focus was more on Shabira and Jidan not coming home when it was night.

"Yes aunt Rumi, he said aunt Rumi had a heart attack but thank God said the Atar now has begun to improve"

I thank you for hearing the news but soon my heart was restless when I thought about Shabira and Jidan. Since there was no one in the villa I decided to look elsewhere.

Jho who was worried about my children, he also wanted to follow my children. We searched them late into the night.

After missing for twenty-four hours I reported the news of the loss to the police in the hope that the police could help find the whereabouts of Shabira and Jidan, until time passed.

Although Shabira and Jidan have not yet met, Jho, Azka, Gio and Jani agree not to tell Atar yet because he must be very worried about his daughter while she comes home because her mother is sick. Atar must have felt a dilemma because that was why they decided not to tell Atar first about this problem.

Of course, it is still monitored how the development of Aunt Rumi if if they can return home from the hospital then they will tell about the news of losing Shabira and Jidan to Atar.

...****************...

Still on the same earth but in other parts of the earth, this morning Atar just out of the house plan he will go to the hospital after a meeting with a client. He waited for the arrival of Mr. Wilya in a caffe while continuing to play his flat screen accompanied by a cup of hot coffee.

"Why did I suddenly think of Shabira? The boy was how he was" Atar's inner self stared at the photo of his daughter on a flat screen.

Before long Mr. Wilyam came with his personal assistant. They shook hands and sat down and started talking about work.

"So how about the construction of the castle Mr Atar, I heard there was a little problem?" ask Mr. Wilyam.

"That's their business, I don't want to know about it that I want the castle built in front to be visible from the road" said Wilyam.

"Yes, from that I came to see my father because I want to offer another alternative that hopefully does not harm all parties"

"What alternative do you want to offer Mr Atar?"

Atar then gave a map containing the latest castle design drawings made by him.

"This is my latest plan, though, the size is reduced so that it can fit existing land and so as not to change the rides that we have discussed before that will be made in this castle so I will make this castle into three levels. What do you think, do you agree with my advice?"

Mr. Wilyam then looked through the latest plans and compared them to the old ones he still kept at work.

"I think this new design looks more cramped because of its small size so I want the design that used to be used" said Mr. Wilyam.

Atar sighed heavily because he failed to persuade Mr. Wilyam not to displace Mr. Husen's restaurant. But he didn't break his charcoal he tried planing B, hopefully this time it works.

"Well sir I will try to talk about this again to the landowner but what if we keep displacing the land by offering the landowner to keep opening the food stalls in the field of the tourists with a note he had to pay rent for a place to be able to open a business in that place, what else is the place of the tourism I think he also I reap a lot of profits if selling in the place of the tourists" said Atar.

"What kind of food does the landowner sell?" ask Mr. Wilyam before accepting an offer from Atar.

"They sell a typical menu from the area" replied Atar.

"Can't, I still want the design that used to be used, I hope you and your friends immediately displace the land no matter how you have to" said Mr. Wilyam firmly, he then looked at the circular watch on his wrist.

"My time is up, I have to meet somewhere else, I hope Mr. Atar will solve this problem soon. I will give less than ninety percent of the construction of the tourism place, the castle must be built immediately" said Mr. Wilyam then stood and say goodbye to Atar and then he and his assistant left.

Atar's facial expression looks disappointed because it failed to persuade Mr. Wilyam but actually Atar still has a plan C only he still needs approval from many parties to carry out his plan he finally did not reveal the plan C to anyone except after the approval of many parties.

Atar immediately cleaned up his files and put them in a bag after which he rushed to the hospital to take care of his mother. Just a few steps from the caffe he was forced to stop his steps when his neutrals suddenly caught a figure who was no stranger to him.

"Bang Dion?! What's here again? He makes a ruffle, I have to go to him" murmured Atar.

He then approached Dion who was talking indistinctly while tugging at the body of a young woman, he was seen berating the frightened woman because Dion was carrying a sharp weapon in a drunken state.

His body staggered under the influence of the drug, he also kept pointing guns at those who would help the woman break free from Dion's grip.

"Based on the woman j*l*ng you deserve to die for how dare to look at me" Dion snapped as she grabbed the woman's hair.

Seeing this chaos Atar secretly ambushed Dion from behind so that the sharp, shiny weapon could not hurt others.

With a single ambush he managed to twist Dion's hand behind his body until the knife fell to the floor.

Pranks!

The shock made Dion unable to fight because he was careless. After that he took Dion to his car, Dion was told to get into the car and Atar immediately locked all the car doors from outside.

He then returned to the cafe and apologized to everyone for this mess, Atar also compensated for the mess that had been caused by Dion. After that, he went back into the car. Atar then sat in the steering wheel and began to turn on the engine of his car.

"Breng*s*k to Atar! Why do I stop myself from killing that woman j*l*ng!" snapped Dion as he was about to pounce on Atar who was sitting beside him.

But because of the seatbelt that blocked Dion's body so he couldn't pounce on Atar.

"Bang, the woman was not Mala's former fiancee, she was a different woman so brother should not hurt her" said Atar with both eyes that glanced at Dion and refocused ahead of the road.

"Allah! All women are the same, asshole!" as if Dion was half-conscious because of the alcoholic drink he drank.

Atar just kept quiet and did not want to respond to his brother again because he knew the atmosphere would be more murky if he served his brother who was drunk.

Yes, since Dion failed to get married because on the day of his marriage his future wife ran away with another man finally Dion became frustrated, his life became chaotic and messy until now. He also never believed again in love and women because his heart was so hurt his big family armpit came home to ask for his love but they had to come back raw because his future wife ran away with another guy.

Seriate