
Fajri came to Hasna's house. He knocked on the door quite hard. Hasna hurriedly opened it.
"You can knock slower? " Hasna showed her annoyed face.
"Where's the kid? " ask Fajri.
"He's in the room, he hasn't been out since" Hasna replied.
"I want to see" Fajri said with a flat expression.
"You don't trust me? " ask Hasna.
He was quite offended by Fajri's attitude.
"You who have no confidence in me. You also start not caring if the people around you are worried about your circumstances, your health, your job. Are you tired of living your day at home, or just thinking about what you're doing without a job" Fajri scolded Hasna with all her worries.
"Fajri... "
"I don't want to listen to all your explanations. I want to take Nina and hold her as a prostitute at the JM hotel" Fajri said, diverting Hasna from her presence.
Hasna sighed loudly, she tried to catch up with Fajri, but Fajri had already opened the door of his room and gaped to see his room was empty.
"Nobody's here" Fajri said.
"What's? "
Hasna approached and looked at her room. The window leading to a small alley between the shops, opened. Hasna hurriedly came out and looked for Nina.
Fajri silently stared at the alley from Hasna's window. He noticed the path and place that Nina might take after getting out of there. He saw Hasna who was looking for Nina.
Hasna returned with a breath of terror.
"I lost a suspect because of you" Fajri said.
Hasna's eyes rounded, she gaped in disbelief at Fajri's words. While Fajri himself came out upset because he could not bring Nina.
"Hey.. You're starting to suck! " said Hasna as Fajri left her.
Fajri went out in his service car. Without talking or looking at Hasna again.
Hasna calls Hadi and asks him to find Nina. Unfortunately, Hadi's number could not be reached.
"Aishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Fajri, why can't you admit that I had a hand in helping you solve this case" Hasna lamented.
He closed the door and went to find Nina.
Fajri has just come out of Nina's house, Hasna hiding near her neighbor's house. He can't come looking for Nina openly in front of Fajri.
"He'll keep doing that, move ahead of me" Hasna murmured.
Fajri walked to his car. Hasna starts to break into Nina's house and look for something that can be used as a clue as to where she might go.
He checked the phone book and all the unlocked drawers. But still not finding anything that could be a clue where Nina could go.
"Do I have to go see Nunik? " murm Hasna.
Hasna hurriedly got out to her car. Fajri was leaning there and looking at her with a frown. Hasna walked slowly with a stupid smile on her.
"Find anything? " excited Fajri.
Hasna shook her head.
"You waiting for me? " ask Hasna.
"Other times it's parked some distance away so I don't see your car" Fajri hit Hasna's car.
Hasna leaned in and pulled out everything she could in Nina's house.
"There's nothing, they don't even have any family contact other than this number"
Hasna showed me the phone book she brought from Nina's house. Fajri picked it up and entered his number into his contact.
Fajri's eyes were rounded, the name of the contact already available on his phone.
"Sir Hero!" fajri Gumam.
"Hmmm, that's the name that appears on my ponse as well" Hasna said.
"Then what are you gonna do? " ask Fajri.
"Eitherway! " answer Hasna.
~I won't say my plan just yet, he may also have the same thoughts~ Hasna's heart said.
They shut up and think.
"You told Hadi to block my number? " ask Hasna.
"Don't call him, he's very busy right now. Just tell me, call me if you need help" Fajri said.
He got up and was about to go to his car.
"Where are you going now? " ask Hasna.
Fajri turned around and smiled.
"To the prison, to meet Nunik. You want to go there too, right? " answer Fajri.
Hasna's face changed.
~What I said! ~ again Hasna spoke to herself.
"Yes, I follow from behind" Hasna replied with her stupid smile.
***
Vino listens to all the information Nendi gives about Hasna and Fajri.
"I tried to run away from there by risking my life. They almost armed everyone with their weapons.... "
"So this whole thing still has to do with my dad? " ask Vino interrupting Nendi's conversation.
"That's still my guess. Oh yes, there are influential people who took part in the meeting" said Nendi.
"Who? " ask Vino.
"Wira Wiranto, the chief officer of the authorities who will soon be replaced" replied Nendi.
Vino frowned. He thought hard at the thought of all the red threads that might be tied between his father, Wira and Venus.
"Now, where's Hasna? " ask Vino.
"When I came here, he was still at his house waiting for the girl" replied Nendi.
"Follow him again, if you can find someone to protect him secretly. Something could have happened. And I don't want Hasna to get hurt" said Vino.
Nendi stood up and tidied up her bag.
"Okay sir, excuse me" said Nendi.
He left, Vino escorted his departure with a worried look and thought of Hasna.
"You'll never stop, if this doesn't end. What can I do to make you stop Na. You could have been hurt again" Vino murmured.
Vino returned to his detention room. He was "served" again by his friend. One massaged his shoulder, another massaged his leg.
Not long after, Wira stood in front of her holding room folding her hands looking at him.
"Hey boy! The old man is looking at you. Greet him" Choki exclaimed from the other side of the holding room.
Vino is upset by Choki's call to her. But his gaze obeyed Choki's words. He saw the hero there. He also remembered Nendi's story. Vino stood up and approached.
"Well, I envy you. I spent a lot of money to be respected in this place. But you, with just your job title, you can fold your hands in front of my holding room" Vino said.
"Take him to the jailer's room" Wira gave the order.
He left again and ignored her.
"Hahahha, he didn't listen to you snot boy. Ahaha! " Choki was happy with the situation.
Vino comes out of his detention room and hits Choki's nose coming out from the bars. Choki groaned in pain, then launched all the swearing he had aimed at Vino.
Vino walked over with a triumphant grinning face for hitting him but he couldn't retaliate.