MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
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" … Initially because I was the same Nia thought that Mr. Denar was sus*. Keep asking," explained Nia.

*Sus is used as an acronym of the English word “suspicious” or “suspect” which means suspicious or suspect. It is a slang word that is also used to say that a person or thing should not be trusted.

"You guys followed him?"

Vina nodded in response to Zaim. "At that time we saw there was a girl hijaban nganterin plastic food to Mr. Denar's apartment. The girl also knows Mr. Denar's apartment password. And that girl Nia saw at the station."

Zaim turned to Nia who had just been silent looking down while playing the end of the tablecloth of the restaurant.

"Heh, slander is more cruel than php. Denar sir is sholeh. Where might he carelessly tell the password of his apartment. To the girls anyway."

"At first we thought so too. But it's not." Vina was silent for a moment. "We masang Pongpong* in Mr. Denar's apartment."

*Mini video recorders are claimed to be able to record anything because it has a see-through feature. Pongpong can also reach the entire room even though only one piece is installed. Pongpong is connected to a similar named app. Through this application, Pongpong users can monitor everything that has been recorded successfully. Then the results of the recording will be automatically downloaded to the gallery with 1080p quality.

Spontaneous Ikbal yelled, "Your crazy shit huh. Pongpong Masang without permission. You could be in prison for anjir's privacy violation."

"Yes know. But what if it's so good."

"Moreover the story, Vin."

Vina returned to Zaim. "Pongpong masang in Mr. Denar's room, I saw a photo of a girl on the table beside Mr. Denar's bed, Brother. But it wasn't the girl who was eating or who Nia was looking at at the station."

"You mean Mr. Denar that playboy?" Ikbal. "That's more unlikely to be anjir."

"Yes. At first we thought Mr. Denar was a playboy. Or maybe Mr. Denar emang again pdkt same many girls because of marriage hunting. And yet, Judah, we have watched over him. But it turns out he's the one."

"So much the same chick?"

"Yes, Brother," Vina replied to Zaim. "The girl in the photo. We've got the tape on Mr. Denar again so ..."

This time Ikbal did not react, because his heart that refused to believe made his brain difficult to sort out the words he looked like.

" … Last week we went to Mr. Denar's apartment to nyopot Pongpong but who opened the door instead Marina, the girl in the photo," added Vina.

"Marina told me what I wanted to know the most."

Spontaneous Zaim, Vina and Ikbal turned to Nia simultaneously.

*FLASHBACK ON*

Marina nodded. "I really want to see that kid. Wanted to say thanks for making Denar mine. Unfortunately, Denar is always on the sidelines."

"Mmm, if I may know, mmm, how can the story be so rich, Mom?"

Marina turned back to Nia. "It's no good you know ka–"

"She, Mom. She said I wanted to see Nia. If we know the story, we can go back to Nia. Must have ntar the Nia immediately found Mom."

Marina was silent, fondling Vina's words. Although it took a long time to cradle, but in the end Marina agreed. Marina claims to have met Denar for the first time on campus. Marina immediately fell in love with Denar who at that time served as Chairman of Bem faculty. Marina, who was getting more and more heartbroken, finally expressed her feelings. But Denar refused on the grounds of not having time for a relationship of some kind.

" … But suddenly she came to me and got married. Weird right? But for a long time I knew his true purpose was that he was making me date." Marina alternately looked at Nia and Vina. "I am apparently being dragged. Fortunately, it's for people ..."

" … He said there was a child next to his contract who was in trouble. Name's Nia. His father Nia was sick, and his money was gone for treatment. There's a simple money, but Nia's father said it was for Nia to go to college …"

Marina still continued, "I said I would help pay off on condition that after the care costs of her father Nia kilar, she could love her heart to me. He's agreed. That's why I opened the door for you guys …"

*FLASHBACK OFF*

"So that's what you want to know the most? Where did Denar dapet money to help the cost of natural care your father?"

"Yes" answered Nia to Zaim. "And he said he would do more than that as long as I was happy."

Silence had ruled, shortly after Nia said that.

Zaim cleared his throat, "Most likely Denar likes a hijaban girl who brings him food, but he's been picket deal with the same girl whose name is Marina."

"It helps Denar."

"Yes, Honey. I'll definitely help. I've offered help to Denar. You see, I've felt Denar had a problem since I met his mother in Andalan Teladan."

"That means her mother's a girl named Marina. The mother seemed to like Denar, because at that time she was rich in Denar's words." Zaim fixed his sitting position. "But the most important thing now is not that."

"Nyopot Pongpong right, brother?"

Zaim nodded at Ikbal. "Because you can actually be jailed for privacy violations if you know and do not accept Denar. But if Denar will not be accepted. This is a rather dangerous marine."

"I can't go to Denar's apartment anymore. I won't let Vina go there alone either."

"I know, honey." Zaim smiled as he stroked Nia's hair. "It's now my mission. So I'm gonna go down to the field."

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"Please, Mr. Zaim."

Zaim nodded at Denar, then sat down at the spot he had chosen.

"What business is it, sir?"

"According to Mr Denar?" Zaim asked back. "What business do I have?"

Denar was silent for quite a while, thinking. "She must have told me about that, sir?"

"We haven't been content for a few days. So I don't know what Mr. Denar means. I'm here because my people have been infusing me lately Nia's been here a lot."

"Oh, please don't misunderstand me, sir. Nia's not here alone but the same thing called Vina …"

Zaim only listened to Denar's futile serious explanation, because everything Zaim said since entering Denar's apartment was just a scenario claim. The real purpose of Zaim's arrival was definitely to remove the Pongpong that Vina had installed at one foot of Denar's bed. But even though it has been an hour since Zaim visited Denar's apartment, there is still no gap for Zaim to enter Denar's room and remove Pongpong. It seems like it's the only way.

"Pak Denar likes martial arts?" zaim asked as he moved suddenly.

"I don't like physical exercise."

"But have you ever studied?" ask Zaim again.

"No, Sir. Wh why? Mr Zaim want to try martial arts? Need a sponsor from the Andalan Exemplar, sir?"

"I never needed a sponsor. Sponsors who need me."

Denar laughing. "Yes, too, sir."

"I just want to know how much energy I have to get out. You see, the energy that must be exerted to hit people who like martial arts the same who do not like martial arts."

"I'm sorry? What does that mean, Mr Zaim? How much less pa–"

DUKES

BRACKET

Denar fell on the sofa, when Zaim suddenly hit his nape. True, the only way Zaim meant violence. Before entering Denar's bedroom, Zaim first confirmed that Denar had completely fainted. After being convinced, Zaim removed Pongpong at the place Vina had told him. Zaim probed every corner of that simple bedroom, and looked at the photo of Denar and Marina for quite a while. After that Zaim came out, intending to go home. Yet.

CLAMPS

"Den, why don't you pick up my phone si–, you know? Ye? You're not Zaim Alfarezi?"

Zaim smiled at Marina. "Hello."

"What business is it? Then Denar why are there even guests sleeping?" Marina walked half-running towards Denar, then shook Denar's body repeatedly. "What are you about Denar, huh?"

"I made a faint because I watched him for an hour just talking no benefits."

"What's? Crazy are you? Te–"

Zaim saw his watch. "Thirteen minutes later he's aware of her."

"It's crazy ya ka–"

"I can't wait for Denar to say 'enough', to me." said Zaim again. "Ready are you. You see, I'm afraid Denar will say that." Zaim.