MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
SIMALAKAMA

Bastian fixed his face mask, while looking around carefully. After arriving in Malaysia, Bastian did not necessarily visit the Twin Towers or enjoy a serving of fatty rice. The man intersected bro flow just kept his suitcase in the hotel and immediately rushed towards the train station. But damn, the situation at the place where Bastian was headed was not very good. There were two more men, the sunglasses guy and his partner, the thick eye bag.

*FLASHBACK ON*

"Why are you following us?"

"I'm sorry before but I don't ignore you guys. My goal is indeed in this direction," Bastian replied to the man in sunglasses.

"Wak didn't board the plane, nor did he take anyone at the airfield. So what do you call it if it's not tailing?" The man's friend in black glasses chimed in.

"You both misunderstood. I'm not going to the airport to take a plane or pick people up." Bastian showed me the badge. "I'm on duty stalking a curanmor suspect."

The two men compactly looked towards each other, even compactly removing his grip from Bastian's shoulder.

"What are you both doing on duty? So if I can tell, who are you?" bastian.

"not nobody. You consider never meeting us." The thick-eyed marsupial gave the black-glassed man a code to leave.

But the man in black glasses even dabbled waist, as if deliberately showing off his black holster to Bastian. "Consider exactly what our friend said. You and we never met."

*FLASHBAK OFF*

"Gua became increasingly convinced there was something in Ushi Widhiani's locker." Bastian grinned. "No, why are they here?"

Bastian watched the movements of the sunglasses standing around the ticketing counter, then turned to look at the thick eye bags sitting in the waiting chair right next to the locker. Also, pay attention to their second counterparts scattered in every corner of the station. Bastian again grinned, feeling that he was holding the key to the treasure chest. Yes, even to have the treasure must first face the vile pirates.

"Good evening."

"Outumn, Sir. How can I help?" A female officer of the information section smiled kindly in response to Bastian.

Bastian cleared his throat, "I want to drop the goods, but it's about safe huh? It's a long time ago I want to take it."

"No need to worry about the safety of the safe deposit box at our station, sir. The deposit box here can only be opened with a hand stamp or owner's key."

Bastian nodded. "There's still a time limit?"

"Nothing, Sir. Master can leave items for any period of time. But it will still be charged a monthly fee."

Bastian nodded again. "So the more certain the cave," Bastian's inner. "That's it tomorrow I come again to make nitipin ba–"

"The sea again seems."

DEG

"There's no way the pirate suspect would have run here."

Bastian turned around, slowly, and immediately found the sunglasses and the thick eye bag standing right in front of him, compact waist dabbling showing off the pistol tucked in each belt.

"From the beginning we met, we thought you were lying" added the sunglasses as he embraced Bastian.

"You both like to rush to conclusions ya–"

"Why not," interrupted the thick eye bags on Bastian. "Save your lies. Come with us." The thick eye bags embrace Bastian.

"Sir Bastian Bramantyo? What's in here? I've been running from there."

DEG

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The sound of running steps accompanied by breathless breathing was successful in making the elderly chasers of the morning sun hunters stop their steps, then pull over, and turn to the origin of the sound. Despite knowing full well who would emerge from the crossroad turn there, they insisted on pulling over. Because really, they are worried that the girl who likes to marathon that morning, Vina, will make them fall down because they are too excited.

Vina also arrived at the residence of Nia, after passing a group of elderly cici-cici as fast as a flurry of wandering spirits. Really, Vina could not wait until the school break to tell Nia about the real identity of Duplicate L. K. That was why Vina had been holding her school bag in the morning blind. But it turns out Nia has gone to school, Ikbal too. Because only Ushi sobbed in the dining room of the luxurious residence.

" … Try to find it in the rice shop with Bu Jum."

Vina nodded in response to Ushi. "Truly-right, Tan. Si Nia mah if you leave in the morning for sure because you want to buy nasi uduk or make a chemical quiz cheat. Well, that's it, Tan." Vina run out.

There is no time to answer asked Ushi, because of the impatience of Vina who is already on the edge. After re-marathon entering the receded alley, Vina finally found Nia. It turned out to be true, Nia was there, scrambling fried oncom with her mom-pastered. Vina immediately pulled Nia from the crowd, sat her in one of the plastic chairs, and shed her impatience that had been held since the night of last week.

" …. Her brother, her new boyfriend Pithecanthropus Erectus, was her secretary Zaim Alfarezi, so her trueness was guaranteed a thousand percent. Duplicate L. K is Zaim Alfarezi, His."

Nia did not respond, nor was she digesting the words of her friend.

"his? Your heart is safe? Have you been grinding your intestines?" vina.

"Lu still make Zet?"

"Still. I'm not gonna brenti hunt handsome men in cyberspace."

"Where's pinjem."

Vina reflexes giving her phone. "Why the hell? To the po."

"It turns out that deleted accounts can be repatriated. Chat that was 2 too."

"Emangs? Just found out. Continues to?"

"Gue had his real name, his age, his job. But I forgot. I just want him to have some effort" replied Nia.

"He must have said his name was Zaim, not Baim. He's two sevens, and he's hidden crazy rich in Jaksel."

Nia did not respond, began to focus on recovering her Zet account which was deleted by Ushi the other day. After struggling with the terms, permission, and this was in English, the account with the pseudonym Kaoru Kamiya was successfully restored. Then Nia hurriedly clicked on the room chat icon, and it did not take long for the originally empty chat room to be decorated with stickers, weather portraits, food and voice notes.

"Buset, that's a lot of chat. Chatan every day you? Active is also the thumb of Zaim Alfarezi," said Vina.

Nia still refused to respond. His feelings are mixed. Just natural. If what she is currently looking for can really prove the true identity of Duplicate L. K. who is Zaim Alfarezi, then Nia must immediately turn right. It is not a wise decision to continue a one-sided relationship other than in the world of films and novels. Then about the debate that Nia often feels when with Zaim Alfarezi, forget it!

*FLASHBACK ON*

KAO: How old are you?

LK :27.

KAO: Real name?

LK : Zaim's.

KAO: Employees?

LK: No. I have the effort.

KAO: Where do you live?

LK : Jack.

*FLASHBACK OFF*

"That's true. His name is Zaim, he is two seven, and has a ka– business"

"Gue has to back off, right?" sela Nia on Vina.

"What's? Why?"

"You said it was real life."

Spontaneous Vina patted his eel. "I told you that because I was afraid that he was rich in Full Man, His."

"Keep the Duplicate status of L.K who is not an ordinary person and I am the opposite?"

Vina was silent, conscious of having eaten her own words, and again, aware that her fellow friend was in serious fashion.

"Gue know you like to be inconsistent when you say but I'm not, Vin," added Nia. "Do you know my alamarhum bokap past? Continue to surprise me who is famous for marrying it, and I can be a bum when? What about his girlfriend Zaim Alfarezi? Loves, likes. But know yourself too."