
Arsenio and Binar have finished making appearances. They then came out of the room, to see the state of Lievin who was still locked away since the funeral of Anggraini.
Arsenio knocked on the door of the father's room slowly. Long enough he waited until Lievin opened it. The middle-aged man looked so pitiful. Her face was haggard with the bottom of her eyes swollen.
“Good morning, Pa," said Binar. "Is Papa having breakfast?” ask the first daughter-in-law in the Rainier Family.
Lievin shook her head slowly. He reached out as a gesture to let his son and daughter-in-law in. “Usually I always have breakfast with Anggraini, but this time ...” The poor man did not continue his words.
“Help to eat, Pa,” persuade Arsenio gently.
“Let me bring breakfast to the room yes, Pa,” bargain Binar.
“Already. I don't want to eat anything,” reject Lievin while walking towards the room window. There, he leaned back his body while glaring outside.
“Pa, please. Papa must take care of health. Do not get sick,” persuaded Arsenio again not desperate.
“For what, Sen? The orchid is gone. What am I living for?” Lievin muttered softly. His concern drifted back to the painful scene that morning, where he saw Anggraini covered in blood and died in his arms. The worst incident that Lievin wants to erase from her memory. However, the terrifying shadow continued to be present in his mind. “My wife ...” Lievin sobs.
“Pa.” Without hesitation, Binar immediately hugged Lievin tightly from the side. “Please don't talk like that. We all still need Papa. Especially Rain and Fabien. We lost our mother. We do not want to lose anymore,” Binar said.
However, Lievin did not respond. She kept crying while occasionally wiping away her tears.
Arsenio who was still glued to her place, immediately woke up and came closer. “What Binar said is true. Don't ignore us. We love Papa.” very much Arsenio's burly hands hugged Lievin from behind. Arsenio was crying on her father's shoulder. “Entai until when this pain will end. I want us to deal with it together, Pa,”.
Lievin instantly regained consciousness. He who initially lowered his head, immediately straightened his face. One hand patted Arsenio's hand that was coiled around her chest. While the other hand, rubbing the head of Binar leaning on his shoulder. “Anggraini definitely doesn't like to see us grieve. Never mind.” The Dutchman moved slowly, making Binar and Arsenio break his arms.
Lievin then turned towards her eldest son and daughter-in-law while forcing a smile. “What menu is on the dining table?” tanyakanya.
“We don't know yet, Pa. Come, let's see together,” invite Arsenio.
“Good.” Lievin agreed to get out of the room and down the stairs leading to the dining room. “Where is Fabien?” ask her after arriving and sit comfortably on the chair.
“Gosh. I forgot he was in this house. Just sec. I'll call.” Arsenio stand. He intends to catch up with Fabien.
However, just a few steps his only sister had already appeared in the dining room. Fabien comes with a man in a leather jacket, a police detective who handles the Anggraini case.
“Iptu Darmawan wants to convey his findings related to the shooting case against mama,” Fabien explained before his brother and father had asked.
“Oh, so. Sit down, sir." Arsenio called the police. He also shifted one of the chairs to Iptu Darmawan.
“Thank you, sir,” the policeman replied with a friendly smile. “It looks like I came at an inopportune time," he said.
“Oh, certainly not. All of you come to breakfast with us,” said Fabien while thrusting cutlery and glass filled with water on the police named Darmawan.
“Not bother. Thank you, but I have breakfast,” reject delicate Iptu Darmawan.
“New first breakfast, ‘kan? Not the second,” reply Fabien.
“It is not good to refuse sustenance, sir. Please.” Lievin reached out to the chair before her. Inevitably, the policeman chose to sit down.
“What's up, Sir?” arsenio asked after Iptu Darmawan sat down comfortably and started spooning his first feed.
“It's about the bullet projectile successfully lifted from ... uhm ...” Darmawan seemed to go awry, then grabbed a glass of water and sipped it slowly. “That thing belongs to the type of four-fifth caliber bullet. This bullet is commonly used on semi-automatic colt pistols,” explained the police without continuing the previous sentence.
“Pistol colt is not commonly used here. Circulation even includes difficult, because it does not include weapons that are allowed to circulate among civil society,” explained Iptu Darmawan.
“Then?” sahut Fabien's.
“If there is such a type of weapon, then it is certain that they get it on the black market.” The policeman exhaled slowly while staring at the faces around him, one by one.
“What about the vehicle used by the killer, sir?” ask Arsenio.
“It is also still under investigation. The license plate used by the mysterious killer turned out to be fake. We cannot find it in the police data center,” replied Iptu Darmawan in a regretful tone.
“Jeez,” says Lievin.
“However, you don't have to worry. We'll keep trying to solve this case, sir. We promise not to stop until everything is revealed,” stressed the young policeman.
“Thank you very much, Sir. We really appreciate it,” reply Arsenio. After that, only small talk accompanied the breakfast until it was finished. The police then say goodbye to return to the office.
Liev decided to go back to the room. Same with Fabien. Only Binar remained in his seat. He felt so relieved that Arsenio had allowed herself to leave the room.
“Can I go to the park, Rain?” binar asked as Arsenio was about to take him up to the second floor.
“Before asking, you should have known the answer, Darling,” replied Arsenio.
“I want to see the flowers of the relic mama,” said Binar.
“No. You can't take a step out of this house. I've given you lightening like this,” said the bright brown-eyed man.
“Yes, geez.” Binar clucked slowly. However, he had no intention of refuting at all. With a giant step, Binar followed the husband who continued to lead his hand until he arrived in front of the room.
However, just as Arsenio was about to open the door, there was the sound of someone calling. The beautiful man immediately turned around and saw the figure of Dwiki who walked up the stairs in a hurry. “How are you, Mrs Bos?” apply it to the Binar warmly.
“As you can see. Boring,” reply Binar with a half-insinting tone.
“It's okay, the important thing is healthy and safe, Mrs Bos,” said Dwiki smartass.
“Terussle.” Binar did not want to wait for Arsenio who still remained in his place. He went in first, then closed the door.
“What's up, Ki? How's development?” After a while his tail followed his wife's movements until it disappeared behind the door, Arsenio now turned her attention completely to the confidants.
“I found a name, namely Syamsir Lagawi. Just as I told you yesterday, Boss,” explained Dwiki.
“Lantas?” ask Arsenio who is getting impatient.
“I intend to investigate it by inviting Ajisaka,” explained Dwiki.
“Oh, sure. Just take her. I saw that Ajisaka was still in his room,” said Arsenio. “Indeed, where will you take him?”
“I plan to go to the office Wi .. uh, I mean, Miss Winona.” Dwiki at the time seemed to be going awry.
Arsenio could see Dwiki's changed facial expression. But he doesn't care much about that. “Does Syamsir Lagawi have anything to do with Om Bian?”
“I suspect the name that was thrown by Bayu still has something to do with Haris. Therefore, I want to search Haris' office, along with Ajisaka of course,” replied Dwiki who looks convincing.