Reliable
Beliefs

You

\=>Besok do not need to pick up, I want to rest at home. I've already made a sick license.

\=>Goodnight Zaka.

Chat notifications that Gian sent to Zaka. But did not get any response from Zaka. Only tick one sign that has not been read at all by the recipient of the message until three weeks have passed. And the message remains the same. Zaka never even came to school again, nor did Soni and Rifqi.

Gian doesn't know who else to ask. Finally more alone also daydreaming, he often went alone to the back of the school warehouse just to sit daydreaming or to cry.

Arrive at a time. Summon came to her and Gita while she was in the cafeteria.

Give Gian and Gita a cell phone, "See this", ask Rilang.

Surprised,"Hin' it".

"Yes, it was Tio who died in the amputation the other day", explained Racon briefly solid.

"Then what about Zaka?", worried.

Echoing, "I haven't gotten any news of Zaka's whereabouts", replied Summon.

In that day. Jon gets word if there's news of a murder happening somewhere not far from downtown. The victim of the murder was amputated by a sword. Therefore, when Jon finds out Zaka escaped with a katana and returned with a katana covered in blood. It's enough to make Jon sure that Zaka has been involved. Although Zaka had said no, Jon still took the hard decision to send Zaka to school abroad on that day.

Jon makes the decision in the hope that Zaka will not be involved in the investigation. Because Jon doesn't want to lose his only son again.

Geck...Tokk was daydreaming alone in a private workspace in his home. One of the people outside knocked on the door of his study from outside."Login".

Putting a cell phone on Jon's desk, "Excuse me Mr. Jonathan", said the man who is currently standing not too far from Jon's desk.

"Thank you, you can go" asked Jon.

"Okay sir, excuse me", this man's camel left his boss's private study.

Gian

\=>Besok do not need to pick up, I want to rest at home. I've already made a sick license.

\=>Goodnight Zaka.

\=>Where are you now. Don't think too much about telling that. You're innocent Zaka, you're not the culprit. I believe you are not that kind of person.

\=>Quick return Zaka I believe you are a good person. You're not a criminal.

A chat notification that is out of nowhere. Enough to make Jon immediately completely silent. A sense of wonder and disbelief continued to cross inside his head. Jon was surprised by the delivery of this message. How could he have so much faith in his eldest son? Which he has known as a troublemaker, a delinquent that is difficult to set up. What kind of woman could she be so sure that Zaka was innocent?

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The days passed very quickly. It has not been 9 years since the events of that day.

A man was in one of the cars driving on the streets of the city. He said, "Sir, take me to this address".

"But Sir.", cut the driver's words."Take me, sir, let my father wait" said Zaka, a man sitting in the car.

Zaka hastily completed his studies abroad in order to return home soon. When this day arrived, Zaka was really very excited. He is very impatient to be reunited with Gian. A woman he had left without cause for many years.

After the car stopped well. Zaka immediately got out of the car. To immediately approach the house that still looks the same until now.

Zaka knocked on some wooden doors in front of him. Hope to get a reply from the owner. But after a few hours of knocking there was also no reply.

"Owner of this house Bu, Gian", replied Zaka.

"Owh, the guy doesn't live here anymore. The owner of the house died four years ago. His grandson Gian, he said continued to study in Semarang".clearly this mother.

"Yes already yes mas", passed away leaving Zaka who was just speechless.

Zaka finally returned home. At home he was immediately greeted by Jon with a warm embrace. The two exchanged small talk, before continuing to go to the dining room to have dinner together.

The days go by very quickly again. Without feeling that it had been two weeks Zaka was in his homeland which somehow became very empty. Until one Sunday. Zaka decided to take a jog around the streets of Downtown.

Stopping Zaka's steps by holding Zaka's arm, "Zaka right?", asked a man to Zaka.

Zaka releases the handset that clogs his eardrum,"Yes", Zaka replies coldly.

Hit Zaka's shoulder hard,"Bang**sat!Forgot you were the same me?I'm calling the dog",

The one who would actually be angry instead changed with a summering smile,"Call tol**ol",

"Oh Bang***sat! There is no change", Summon said, changing his facial expression to flat.

"Hhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........",

"Let's stop by, my restaurant" Rukon asked Zaka to enter the modern minimalist restaurant owned by Rilmon.

Patting Summon's shoulder, "It's been your success",

"All thanks to you, thank you for your help back then".

"Liet-relaxed, I asked for breakfast yes. There is any menu here?", Zaka who is now sitting at one of the tables that are still empty because it is still just open.

"Tai there", though",

"CK, tol".

"Hhhhhhh... bentar Zak", turn towards the cashier's desk,"Servant", call Rampon to the employees of his restaurant.

Suddenly quiet,"Where have you been going?Gia cariin you", tell me.

Without saying any convoluted words Zaka also told him everything that had happened to him. He disappeared without any news for years.

"Giaa", call Gita to a woman who just got off the train.

Gian, the woman who was currently waving her arms seneng could finally return to the land of birth. He picked up his best friend at the station.

Gita drove Gian home. And help Gian clean up the house until Gian's house left behind years really back glowing.

"Tomorrow to stay with Gi".

"It's easy, what's important is that I sleep clean",

"Helehh...btw my mama was chatting tell you to come to my house. Mamak wants you to come to the night with me...sitt.sitt..mamak me and I do not accept rejection from you".

Sighing heavily, "Yes, yes, I'll take a quick shower".

"Ready".