Poison of Love Arsenio
Commencement Tracking

After getting approval from Arsenio, Dwiki immediately contacted the owner of the house to be contracted it. They also had a meeting in person until they got a word of agreement. The next day, Dwiki, along with one of the housekeepers from Rainier House, decided to move there immediately. They brought nothing but clothes and foam mats for bedding.

“Remember. If anyone asks, then just say that I am Mbok's son. My name is Jajang, mosquito repellent sales,” message Dwiki to a middle-aged domestic assistant whom she calls ‘Mbok’.

“Iya, Mas. Beres. Mas no need to worry,” reply Mbok while lifting his right thumb.

“Remember, in front of others do not call ‘Mas’,” said Dwiki again reminded. He had to really make the middle-aged woman understand the game they were doing, so that the disguise to investigate Bayu could run smoothly.

“Iya, Jang. Let the Mbok is almost rusty like this, but not senile,” said the woman asserted that she had understood the purpose of Dwiki's speech.

“Good.” Dwiki raised his thumb back while smiling widely. After deliberating for a while about this and that, the aide of Arsenio's trust went up to the second floor. There, he began to observe the surroundings.

On the second floor there are openings for drying clothes. From the opening, Dwiki can see to the second floor of the house next door occupied by Bayu, which also has the same opening but blocked the fence from layered wire. Actually, Dwiki just jump, if he is a mutant who can penetrate hard objects. The man also nodded slowly. He decided to go back down. However, before the handsome man turned around, he caught the movement of someone who appeared on the second floor of the house next door.

The young girl he had met yesterday at the stall looked like she was going to hang clothes. Dwiki also undoes the intention to go down. He went closer to the wall, then stood there with both hands folded in front of his chest. “What is dry when drying clothes there, Ma'am?” tanyanya.

The girl who was drying was surprised. He immediately turned his head and grew even more surprised, after seeing a man standing next door. As far as the girl was concerned, the house Dwiki contracted to was still empty. “Who's magazine?” tanyanya doubt. He may assume that Dwiki is an apparition in the morning.

“I Jajang. Coincidentally I just moved this morning,” replied Dwiki while smiling kindly.

“Oh, I ..”

“Yuni!” There was a man's cry from downstairs.

The girl who was apparently named Yuni immediately said goodbye. “Sorry, Mom. I'm sorry.” After saying so, Yuni also passed away leaving the laundry that had not been dried all.

While Dwiki was silent and thinking. He was convinced that the voice of the man belonged to Bayu. Dwiki decided to go down. However, again his steady steps had to come to a halt, when he heard the voice of someone talking on the phone. Dwiki immediately lowered the body so that the person who was talking in the house next door did not realize its existence.

Carefully, the Winona lover peeked at the man who seemed to have an age range almost the same as Arsenio. Dwiki had seen the man come to Haris's residence. From there, he finds out what Bayu's personal assistant Lievin looks like.

Closing his body against the wall near the opening, Dwiki tried to sharpen his hearing. He had enough trouble digesting the man's chatter. Besides because the voice of the man is not so clear, the language he uses is not the original Indonesian language. The Malay logat he used also sounded very thick.

“Ah, shit!” gerutu Dwiki. The man could only understand very little of the words Bayu said to someone he was interlocutors with on the phone. One that Dwiki noted at that time was a name that continued to be mentioned by Bayu in his discussion, namely Syamsir Lagawi. I don't know who the man Lievin's personal assistant meant. However, Dwiki will still give the name to Arsenio for further investigation. The slightest clue he must have taken and will not ignore him. Without wasting time, Dwiki immediately typed the name Syamsir Lagawi on his phone, then he sent it to Ajisaka.

Ajisaka who had received the message earlier, immediately understood the intent of his cousin. A handsome man in a mature brown skin who is now relaxing in the room, immediately opened his laptop and typed the name in the search engine. Felt to find nothing, Ajisaka began to take out the equipment he used to hack data centers. He started connecting them to server computers at Rainier's company, then moved to Biantara. Again, Ajisaka did not find what he was looking for. While exhaling slowly, Ajisaka decided to contact Dwiki. “Is there any other information besides the name?” ask after the call.

“What, yes?” Dwiki asked back. “Try the name Baiduri Haziq,” cetusus who suddenly remembered the name.

“Oke.” Ajisaka immediately typed the name through the computer network owned by Biantara company. From there he found a profile of a man who turned out to belong to a big businessman from Malaysia.

“Baiduri Haziq is one of Biantara Sasmita's business partners. They seem to have known each other for a long time,” Ajisaka told Dwiki via an uninterrupted phone call.

Ajisaka did what Dwiki said. However, it turns out that the account in the name of Baiduri Haziq is locked. “The account is locked, Ki. I try to peep followers first,” said Ajisaka again without disconnecting the phone, “this person has quite a lot of followers, but he only follows a few people. Well!” Ajisaka suddenly exclaimed.

What he did, made Dwiki surprised and immediately kept the phone away from the ear. “Damn you, Ji!” grumbled Winona's lover while ruffling her hair that had been tangled since the beginning. “So, how? Did you find anything?” ask Dwiki curiously.

“She and Shamsir Lagawi followed each other. However, Shamsir's account was also locked. In addition, his profile photo is also not clear,” said Ajisaka.

“It's not clear how, Ji?” tanya Dwiki doesn't understand.

“Photo profile is only a picture of a camera. I think, maybe the Shamsir is a photography enthusiast or maybe ...” Ajisaka did not continue his words, when a message came in from Anika. The man smiled calmly as well. In recent times, Ajisaka did not have time to contact the woman. His busyness in carrying out the tasks mandated by Arsenio, has really taken up time and energy.

Hi, Aka. How are you doing? I've heard the news about Bu Anggraini's death. Please tell Arsenio that I'm sorry.

Such is the content of the message received by Ajisaka. Dwiki's cousin immediately replied.

Hi, Ani. I'm told I'm fine. I'm just busy. There's a lot I have to take care of here. How's it going?

Unknowingly, Ajisaka even continued to reply to messages with Anika. He forgot that he was still on the phone with his cousin. Dwiki until restless. He repeatedly scratched his head, because Ajisaka did not make a sound.

“Ji, you're alive right?” reprimand Dwiki a moment later. The man began to get angry.

“Iya, Ki. Excuse me. There is a short ad,” sahut Ajisaka. He returned to his work delayed. ”Let me review again to check the accounts earlier. Doing work like this should be really relaxing and .. I'll talk this over with the boss.”

“Ya. Anyway, I haven't had a shower. If anything, let me know again,” message Dwiki before disconnecting his phone. After that, Dwiki pensively pensively for a moment. He called Winona. It didn't take long until the lover answered his call. The soft voice of Biantara Sasmita's daughter was heard greeting Dwiki spoiled. “Hallo too, beautiful,” reply Dwiki cheerful. “What's meds? Have breakfast yet?” ask the man for attention.

“I've finished breakfast since. We will soon be going to the office. What was? It's not usually you call me at a time like this.”

“If you can, I want to contact you every second,” woo Dwiki while ruffling her hair again. Who would have thought that the type of man like him, could attract the attention of a Winona.

“Gosh. You make me very flattered,” Winona replied from across there. His laughter sounded very cheerful.

“Eits! Too bad because my appeal is not free, Non,” reply Dwiki.

“Hmm ...” Winona sounded softly muttering.

“Take it easy. I will not ask for the thing you are thinking about right now,” said Dwiki with calm.

“Then?” ask Winona.

“Give me access to enter the room Haris,” pinta Dwiki.