Teapot Water
S2: Lost...
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Without feeling the Duke had been chatting almost all day with his friends. All chit-chat. Starting from their delinquency as teenagers, even to what they do today.
From the chat, the Duke also learned that Mark had become a policeman and Monica was now married to a wealthy man in Italy. As the Duke thought, all his friends were shocked to say he was a father of three and Taca was his wife. Who would have thought that a Cassanova was putting her knees on an Asian girl.
The Duke is currently walking towards the hotel elevator, intending to go to Abah's place to see his three children. While waiting for the Duke's elevator to see Juan and Iis pushing the stroller walking towards him.
“Juan, Iis. From where?” the Duke asked casually while looking at the two of them.
“From just aja, take a walk. Iis suddenly want to eat ice cream,” said Juan while standing next to the Duke.
“Ah... Taca must have eaten the most ice cream,” said the Duke as he looked at Juan and Iis.
“Taca? If you follow him, he will eat a lot of ice cream. He mah jurig (ghost) ice cream, Di,” said Iis while allowing the location of his bag strap.
“Jurig?” juan asked confused, sometimes his wife always issued a vocabulary that made her confused.
“Ghost, Mas. Jurig is a ghost,” Iis explained while entering the open elevator.
The Duke and John immediately followed Iis to get into the elevator. “Ghost, Juan. Ghost,” said the Duke while holding back a laugh.
The elevator doors closed perfectly.
“Iis, did Taca buy anything?” ask the Duke Iis. The Duke was confused why there was no notification of groceries from Taca's credit card. You can be sure Taca shopping using cash or in the Juan and Iis tract.
“Buy? Buy what?” tanya Iis confused.
The duke immediately turned his gaze from his cellphone screen to Iis's face. “Taca go with you guys right?”
Iis immediately blinked both eyes confused, “Taca does not go with us kok,” replied Iis while looking at the Duke.
“Hah... Are you not the same?” ask the Duke in shock.
“Ngak... Taca is not the same, from earlier we were just three,”, said Juan while pointing to himself, then Iis then Liz who was in the stroller.
“Taca not the same you guys? Earlier he said he wanted to walk with Iis,” said the Duke while pointing at Iis.
Iis surprised by the words of the Duke, “Iya emang we used to want to go for a walk. But, I waited for Taca for almost an hour in front of the hotel. But, the question is not out. I can not call in chat not bales, so I immediately go with Mas Juan.”
The Duke's tears immediately changed when he heard Iis's words, God what is this. Where's Wife? The Duke quickly fiddled with his handphoen screen and called Taca.
Tut...
Absolutely nothing, Taca did not pick up her phone. Oh, my God, why is this? Why didn't Taca pick up the phone.
- More where are you?
The dukes instantly menchat Taca, but unfortunately only checklist one. “Ngot connectable dong.”
“Try Abah's place, maybe again the same Abah,” Iis tried to calm the Duke.
The Duke immediately nodded his head, agreeing with Iis's words. But somehow the feeling is not good. This is not the city of Ostia, where there are still many Italian mafia milling around. It's Rome, but still the Duke's heart goes to look for Taca. Missing persons in Italy do not expect to be found quickly.
Ting...
As soon as the elevator door opened quickly the Duke ran towards the door of his room-in-law and brother-in-law.
Tok.dok...
The Duke immediately knocked on the door of Abah's room, the Duke forgot that the hotel provided a bell beside his room.
“Change... Rozak, Riki...” cried the Duke impatiently, trying to knock on the door of the room as hard as possible.
Clik...
“Aya naon? Join sateh, eta si Kama, Kalila and Kafta to sare,” bertar Abah while looking at the Duke with a sharp gaze. Didn't know, if the sow of three toddlers it requires extra struggle.
(What's up? Noisy you are, it's Kama, Kalila as well as Kafta sleeping)
“Sorry Bah, is there Taca?” ask Duke.
“Taca?”
“Iya Taca, was there Taca? Taca here no?” ask the Duke of confusion.
“Taca, are you the same, not here at all, why?” ask Abah.
“Ngot here, Bah?” ask the duke confused.
“No, try you to the room maybe Taca there, know himself he's jetleg. There he slept in the room,” suggested Abah while pointing towards the door of the Duke's room.
“Ah, yes... I went to the room first well, Bah,” said the Duke as he walked towards the door of his room.
Abah immediately closed the door of his room with a slight nagging, for fear of Kama, Kalila and Kafta waking up from his sleep.
The Duke walked towards the door of his room, he met Markus by accident.
“Di, where are you going?” ask Markus.
“Room, I want to find my wife. He can not be called, in chat also can not,” said the Duke of confusion.
“Where was he?” ask Markus.
Markus, who has been used to dealing with the loss of tourists in Italy, was immediately on alert. The problem is, Taca is the easy target of the robbers there.
“Say she wants to go for a walk with her best friend but earlier, Iis came home with her son and husband, my wife is not there. I kept asking my in-laws I was also not there,” said the Duke again.
“Try you search to your room,” Markus said.
“It wants, Mark,” said the Duke while unlocking the room in a hurry.
After the door of the room opened, the Duke immediately entered and looked for Taca while shouting.
“Amore... Amore..”.
“Duke, his wealth is not here deh,” said Markus.
“Job Taca trina berutti.!” the Duke shouted loudly while circulating his gaze in every corner of the room.
“Di, kanya we have to ask the hotel security guard deh,” Markus gave the idea to the Duke.
“We are down,” said the Duke again.
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“Sorry, you've seen him,” asked the Duke while showing a photo of Taca in his phone.
Bellboy hotel saw the photo shown by the Duke, Bellboy clearly remembered the woman shown by the Duke.
“Ah, Signorina...”
“Signora Sorty, she's my wife,” Duke justifies the call to Taca.
“Ah, sorry. I thought he was not married,” said the bellboy.
“Oke, where did you see my wife?”
“Tadi, he was here he said waiting for his best friend, but suddenly there was a child falling in front of him. So, your wife helped him and took him to the clinic,” replied the bellboy with a smile remembering the incident earlier.
“That's when it happened?” ask Markus quickly.
“Ah, that was when I started working, around one o'clock,” replied Bellboy it was quiet.
Mark saw the clock in his hand, now at 7 pm, although still at 7 pm, the sun has not sunk at all. The sun sank at half-time at 9pm.
“Di, what if we search there,” said Markus.
“OK, we search there,” The Duke approved Mark's words.
“Pak, what's this kid?” markus asked while showing a photo of a child in front of the bellboy. Mark prayed in his heart that it would not be the boy who took Taca to the clinic. If the boy can make his business.
“Ah. The one who asked for help was an ordinary child not the son of a gang of robbers, the bellboy” calmed Markus.
Mark smiled and then took the Duke to walk towards the clinic, where Taca should be there.
“Bandits? Robber hordes? What do you mean?” ask the duke confused.
“In, the times are getting harder, now more and more robbers are targeted by Asian tourists, because Asian tourists are considered to always carry cash and they are more friendly, the level of vigilance is low,” said Markus.
“Currently, many robbers of small children or minors, pretending to be sick or falling in front of tourists, begging pity to take them to the clinic, to be treated. But, on the way to the clinic they were robbed,” Markus said.
Hearing Mark's explanation made the Duke walk even faster. Taca really has to be found fast, Taca is too innocent and too trusting of people.
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Well kan... Tataanya...
how is this hadeuh...
Taca is too innocent and easy to believe people are the problem....
Ayooo found Taca, if not met this could be sad ending the story *covered gallon same reader hahahaa...
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