
According to GPS, Yasir is located in a location far enough from the University of Indonesia, precisely in northern South Jakarta in the world trade center area.
It took about half an hour for Azam to get there, and even had to be smart to find a small road or gap between vehicles that were stuck in traffic.
"It's a good thing I used my own motor," inner Azam while exhaling a long breath after arriving at the location.
Azam's back is wet with sweat because of the hot weather plus the traffic jam conditions make there is a lot of air pollution because of the smoke of vehicles coming out.
Azam immediately went to the public toilet nearby to change the clothes he had brought in the trunk of the motorcycle while his clothes were stored in a plastic bag and placed in the trunk of the motorbike.
"So, where's Yasir now?" Azam looked at his phone which was showing the location of Yasir's car. Azam is on foot because of its location into the residential area of residents.
After a few minutes of walking, Azam found Yasir's sedan parked on the side of the road. Azam immediately asked the passerby while showing a photo of Yasir on his phone.
After asking a few people, there was finally one person who saw Yasir go into the alley. So after thanking the man, Azam immediately ran inside.
Luckily his alley was not forked so Azam only needed to run straight while looking around him whether there was Yasir or not. Azam also gave orders to the System to search for Yasir.
Then, at the end of the alley, Sistem tells Azam that Yasir has been found. Azam stopped running and walked silently towards the location of Yasir after the direction of the System.
It was an ordinary-looking house from the outside, but Azam was convinced that it was no ordinary house because Yasir had come there.
Azam crept towards the house, then he peeked out of the window and saw that Yasir was talking to a grandmother.
"Well? Why even granny?" Azam frowned because the situation he saw was beyond his expectations.
[They may be talking about something important, so just listen to the Host.] The system says something to Azam and Azam nods his head in response.
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"Yasir, are you sure this isn't a hassle?" The grandmother asked in a friendly voice while holding onto Yasir's hand.
"Yes, this is okay. I gave Asri money but he said he used it to pay off the debt" Yasir told the grandmother.
"Yes, this family's debt is a lot. Grandma also felt sorry for Asri who worked alone and grandma could only sit inside this house," said the grandmother as she exhaled a long breath.
"It's okay, the important thing is that Grandma is always there for Asri. I'm sure that what Asri wants when he comes home is Grandma's presence" Yasir said with a smile.
"Really.true..." The grandmother also smiled and nodded her head.
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Azam increasingly frowned when he heard their conversation after a few minutes. Now Azam knew that the woman who had been picked up by Yasir and Agus was named Asri.
Asri is like the mistress of Yasir and Agus. The two of them gave him money that turned out to pay off the family debt left behind by Asri's parents.
"Sad news, I feel sorry too. But, in this case why did Yasir embezzle the company's money?" Azam tried to think of the reason.
Because if only give money to Asri, then the salary earned by Yasir and Agus must be very enough because they are both leaders in the Fiota Group Company.
But Yasir embezzled company money that Azam could not understand. But at this moment the System said something that made Azam's eyes bright.
[Host, maybe this has something to do with the drugs that Elina was investigating?]
"Really! Why don't I think!" Azam patted his forehead thinking that he was too focused with Masala Yasir to not pay attention around.
"Then, let's meet Elina." Azam glanced inside the house, then he left from there before being caught by the surrounding residents.
Azam exits the alley to his bike while sending a message to Elina whether Elina has time to meet because she wants to talk about something.
Azam had her phone number Elina because she had exchanged phone numbers with Elina. Then it didn't take long before Elina sent a reply.
Mr. Deva's secretary Elina: It's lunchtime soon, I'm free. You decide the place.
Azam: Okay, the fish restaurant is near the company only.
Elina Pak Deva's secretary: Yes.
Azam kept his cell phone, then he immediately put on a helmet and turned on the motor. Then Azam immediately went to the fish restaurant that was near the Fiota Group Company.
It took me half an hour to get there. After arriving, Azam immediately ordered a place that was rather quiet for fear that his conversation with Elina would be heard by people around.
Then about 10 minutes later, Elina came while carrying her bag. Azam raised his eyebrows thinking that Elina was going to leave because she was carrying a bag.
"Elina!" Azam raised his hand and called out Elina's name so he could see her.
"Oh, over there." Elina nodded and immediately walked to Azam's seat, then she sat opposite him.
"By the way, I'm older than me, don't call with my name, '" Elina said as she rolled her eyes, although she didn't really care much either because the age difference between the two wasn't too far away.
"Okay, Brother." Azam nodded and felt that there was nothing strange because indeed he was less polite because he called the name of the person older than him directly.
"Sister?" Elina opened her mouth because she did not expect Azam to agree.
"Why?" Azam felt strange with Elina's response.
"It's okay." Elina shook her head quickly. But he felt a little embarrassed in his heart for never being called 'sister' by anyone but his underclassman.
"By the way, you want to go? I saw you carry a bag." Azam asked Elina.
"Ah, yes. I have to go to Central Jakarta after this to replace Pak Deva who still has other business." Elina nodded in response to Azam's question.
"Ohh, far away too." Azam nodded his head.
"So why did you call me?" ask Elina.
Azam did not answer immediately, but invited Elina to order food first. Then after the two of them had already chosen, Azam called the waiter and said his order.
While waiting, Azam said, "Sister, I want to ask about the medicines you are investigating. Can you explain it?"
Elina raised her eyebrows because what Azam asked was an important topic. He looked to the right and left trying to see if anyone would hear their conversation.
"Azam, this is a sensitive topic, so I will lower my voice," Elina told Azam seriously.
"I know, I'll listen." Azam also nodded seriously.
"okay." Elina nodded with satisfaction, and she began to explain.