MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
TANGLED YARN

" … Denar Djajadi has testified. When it comes to evidence, he says he wants to find it, right? Keep the problem moreover, sir?"

"I doubt it, Mr. Bastian," replied Sobari.

"I believe the shooter was Monaco. Atlas is impossible. Especially the top members whose rank is low."

"I think it's possible. Because the salary of Atlas members with low rank is small." Sobari looked at Bastian. "We can't be reckless, sir. If we are to accuse, let alone being accused of this Monaco, it can be serious."

"OKe gini. Consider him a civilian. Can he pay Atlas? Can civilians have guns? Okay if they have a diem-diem gun, but where do they buy that gun? At Joff? Joff wants to sell his guns to civilians. He's a ge– guy"

"Stop."

Finally, Zaim opened his voice after letting Bastian and Sobari argue for almost two hours. Similarly, Jani who is just a listener while smoking his electric cigarette in the corner of the karaoke room. While looking for a shortage of his VVIP-class karaoke room, Zaim said that the culprit was not Monaco but Kasih. When asked why Zaim answered only instinct, his sensitive instincts to foul-hearted people pointed to Kasih as the brains behind the shooting incident.

" … Atlas will not cooperate with Monaco, especially Nila. Nila has changed. The cave can be rasain."

Jani nodded in response to Zaim. "It's a Denar boong fix. The motive is definitely because he loves Nia. But Nila can too. Maybe until now Denar is still holding a grudge with Nila."

"But Joff madeerin if the shooting incident, A110 is no longer there are missions around the Medina Complex. Joff where could boong?"

"But I wanted an A110 expression at that time, Mr. Bastian. That's the expression of a wet-necked man. And he shot me here." Sobari touched his heart. "Kaya deliberately wanted to kill me for the witness nyekirin."

"Joff was just doing missions, not A110. So the A110 serahin is the same as Joff. Walopun we do not ask, Joff who is already sickened will definitely nyeledikin diem-diem." Zaim. "Sir sobari, I went back to the safe house* for Nia. Keep you, Jan, join Bastian to ngawasin Kasih. Find the motive."

*A house Zaim used for his missions. The safe house was located right in front of Nia's house.

There was no answer from Bastian and the others. Even so, they certainly agreed to the mission with pleasure. They followed Zaim to leave the karaoke room. But on the way home, suddenly there was a man who jumped towards Zaim and the others. Of course the security guards confronted the man. But Zaim counter-attacked when the man mentioned the lover's name. The man said that Nia was very stingy because she only gave him the right money.

"I don't understand" said Zaim.

"So Mr. Zaim's girlfriend once minjem money with me to nolongin a little boy at the angkot base, sir."

"Couldn't you? Are you ready for my girlfriend?"

"Not who, sir. I'm just an angkot driver. I know Mr. Zaim's girlfriend from the same tv inst*gram. So at that time Mr. Zaim's girlfriend minjem money the same I made nolongin a child. I am pinjemin. Uh behind it take off." The taxi driver was broken. "But the rich boyfriend Mr. Zaim deceived."

"meaning?"

"Gini, Mr. Zaim. My story has been minjemin money to the girlfriend of Mr. Zaim. Keep yaudah I continued narik. But I saw a little boy who helped his girlfriend Mr. Zaim into a fancy car."

"What car? I mean the brand. Limousine right?" ask Sobari.

"Limosin is what it looks like, sir?"

Bastian hurriedly showed a picture of a limousine car on his phone. "It's not?"

"Oh yes, sir. But the color of the item."

"The plate is 110, right?" ask Sobari again.

"Yes sir. 110."

"Do you know the boy?"

The driver shook his head at Jani. "But I often see her as the same mothers in and out of Mall Jago."

"Mall Jago yes. Isn't there an apartment in the mall? It's rich that the boy lives there."

"It could be," Jani told Bastian. "So what do you want to do first?"

Bastian did not answer, only turned to Zaim. Zaim thought hard. Slowly, the tangled thread began to unravel. Although only decomposed a few strands, but still better than getting tangled, right? Zaim codes Bastian and Jani to leave. Go do whatever they think they should. Either it was monitoring, or it was directly executing! While Zaim and Sobari, continued their journey after Zaim clutched ten pieces of money a hundred thousand on the driver of the angkot.

"If you're really the brains of the shooting incident Bu Kasih, automatically Bu Kasih will be the target of Atlas right, sir?"

Zaim sighed in response to Sobari. "Yes." Yeah."

"Keep Mr Zaim's plan?"

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There were dozens of cars waiting in line to get out of Medina's truck. The complex that stands on strategic land is back to be a byword. How not? The sound of hot lead reverberated there, as well as the screams of pain of civilians who were again victims. That is why the residents of the Medina Complex flocked to leave their respective luxury residences. In addition to fear, they also obeyed the local government's order to vacate the Medina Complex until the shooter was caught.

" … Yes, Za. Thanks a lot yes. My duh is not good. How is abis. The children did not want to go to his grandfather's house. They also do not want to go to the hotel if not to Zistay*."

*The name of an eight-star hotel belongs to Zaim which only exists in Indonesia. Hotels that are charged fantastic rates per night carry the concept of the kingdom ranging from the interior, food menu, facilities, to the uniform of the employees.

The sound of Zaim's laughter was heard through a phone connection that was diloud speaker. "Just go to my house, Mom. Not to lose to Zistay."

Ushi laughed. "Yes, thanks again, Za."

"Together, Mom. So happy driving, ma'am."

"Okay, Za." Ushi sighed after ending the phone call. "That's a shame, Mother."

"Why then, Mom? From earlier said shy mulu. Most people are shy about being embarrassed by everything?"

Spontaneous Ushi pinched Nia's cheek. "What if you were to be a mother not ashamed? Yesterday I was Abis ngusir Zaim. But now she's living in her house. How am I not ashamed to try?"

"That's called karma paid lightning, ma'am." Ikbal. "But it's more fun at Kak Zaim's house than at Grandpa's. Especially at Om Edo's house."

"Let's go. Males really, I see your Grandpa's face every day. Moreover, look at the face of Edo's frowny girlfriend. Mending dissected at Zaimlah Walopun's house while embarrassed. Continue to function at Zaim's house, you do not need a school permit anymore. I don't need a work permit either. People …"

After passing through a severe traffic jam, Nia, Ushi and Ikbal arrive at Zaim's residence. As if already being threatened with sadism by the master, Zaim's servants seemed to be very careful about welcoming Nia and the others. They were treated very luxuriously even though Zaim was nowhere to be seen. Zaim is busy taking care of his business around the Medina Complex, which was forced to close as long as the shooter is still at large. Zaim suffered heavy losses due to the absolute decision of the local government.

" … About Kak Zaim lost how many billions huh? Around the house, Kak Zaim's business is very much. The Ziboba branch has four. There is Zetindo** as well. Continues Cinemaz*** there are all the tuh at the mall-mall deket house."

*The name of the drink belongs to Zaim who sells various ice boba.

**The name of the supermarket belongs to Zaim which has branches in Thailand, Singapore, Philippines and Myanmar. Zetindo is famous for being very complete, clean, and aesthetic.

***The name of Zaim's cinema is spread over fifty points on Java Island.

"Employers where to think of loss. If you have rich unemployment, you are new" Ushi told Ikbal.

"But, Mother. I'm not an unemployed student."

Nia laughing. "What are you really learning?"

"Yes no. It is a student cave. You ever learn too?"

"Stop-stops. Inget this at people's homes." Ushi smiled at Nur, the butler of the Zaim residence. "I'm sorry, Bi. I used to crave watching ondel-ondel so they're on brisik."

Nur laughs. "It's okay, Mom. I am the same as the others. Because Mr. Zaim is really his person in them. Never eat. Breathing has no sound. Ta–"

"Oh, there's another guest."

Everyone who was in the dining room was compactly turning to the origin of the sound. What just appeared was love. I don't know what brought Kasih to Zaim's house this late. But one thing is for sure, Love dragged the suitcase. And given that suitcases are synonymous with walking from somewhere to go to another place, is it not clear the purpose of the coming of Love? And it's true. Rejected by fears of a repeated shooting incident, Kasih said she would stay temporarily at Zaim's house.

" … Followed by dinner," added Kasih. "Bi Nur, bring me my suitcase."

"Oh yeah-yeah, Non." Nur hurriedly took over the suitcase that Kasih had brought. "Let's go ahead."

"I'm sorry, excuse me."

"Wait, Mom." Nia suddenly moved and approached Love. "I haven't apologized about yesterday. My mother came to the house but I could not find it because at that time I was punished not to leave the room. Sorry, Mom."

Love smiled in response to Nia. "It's okay. Ikbal is also clear. I came back at that time worried. You must have been in shock because of the shooting incident, and surely today you're more shocked right?"

"Why from yesterday did I worry about Nia?" Ikbal went on. "It's the first shooting incident because of Nia's media. But if the second shooting incident is no media bring Nia tuh. Don't you know who the shooter's target is?"

DEG