
"So how do you know the whereabouts of Kinan and Salman and since when did you start following them?" ask Mr. Akarsana.
"That's not hard sir, I'll have a chance to meet Bima last time before she crash. Bima said that she worked where. Then the Bima accident event was viral in Bandung, I searched all the information about Kinan and Salman" replied Bimo.
"So why did you come now instead of when Bima had just died?" search Mr. Akarsana.
"I hid from them sir and made sure they thought I was dead. After a year I felt safe and came out of hiding and ventured to find Kinan and Salman. I came to Bima and Kinan's house but they were gone. I looked up information from some neighbors where Kinan worked and found out his cell phone number. I sent a message to Kinan and I just found out why Kinan moved house turns out he was married again. Finally I came to Kinan's office and met him there" replied Bimo.
"Lantas now are you free from their pursuit?" this time, Refan asked.
"While they still thought I was dead. I don't know if they haven't seen the news or how but I haven't been looking for one year lately. Plus I don't use my new name. I'm back to my old identity" Bimo said.
"So are we safe now? Mean Mother.. I'm just afraid of your presence so " said Ms. Akarsana.
Bimo embraced his mother's body gently.
"Mom don't worry, I won't pull you in danger. I've been collecting data on the Bima accident but Kinan has to prosecute them legally. Because Kinan is his wife" Bimo said.
"May we have a discussion with my lawyer? What steps should we take in the future. It is for the safety of all of us. If this is the case, it is not only the safety of Kinan and Salman that we must guard. But the safety of all of us" said Refan.
"May Fan please. I will give all the evidence - the evidence I have and we will report all this together - the same" Bimo said.
Service came by bringing all their food orders and serving them before them.
"Father and Mother came together with Refan and Kinan? why the recent rise?" ask Bimo curiously.
"Astaghfirullah Sir.. Belaa. We forget about martial arts" replied Ms. Akarsana.
"Yes.I briefly call Aril first yes Ma'am" welcome Refan.
Refan immediately sent a message to Aril and told Aril and Bela to enter the Restaurant.
While in Aril's car.
"Dek Bela sat in front of the donk, Mas kok felt so not good to talk like this" said Aril while looking at Bela who was sitting in the back seat.
Because Bela respects Aril who is willing to help their family, Bela finally moved to sit next to Aril.
"I'm sorry, Aril, Bel has been thinking recklessly. Where is the wrong guess. I am very ashamed" said Aril sincerely.
Bela smiled because she felt funny with Aril's previous attitude. How can - usually Aril thinks Bela is a maid Father and Mother.
"Hahaha.it's okay. I don't take heart. But I was surprised how could Mas Aril think I was a maid?" ask Bela curious.
"Sorry Bel. When Mas came to your house in Surabaya it was the first time Mas saw you bring a tray and serve drinks for guests. Mas have met many relations, usually serving food or drinks at home they are always household assistants. Rarely do girls now mean Mas his son the host who gives dishes to his guests" replied Aril in self-defense.
"Oh, you deserve to drink. But you are good yes, today's young people are more indifferent at home. It only works in the room with all the busyness and lazy to come out again" said Aril.
"Our mother at home is only three, if I work only shut myself in the room pity Father and Mother lives lonely" replied Bela.
"That's the difference living in an area with the capital huh. If in the capital the family relationship is not as warm as the family who still live in the area. Families in the capital are all busy working and school. Most parents and children meet at the dinner table after that they are busy with their respective affairs" said Aril.
"The father was a hard and orderly man. If eating it must be together, pray too and we are taught to be concerned with the circumstances around. It's not because I'm a woman that I act that way. If in the past my brothers were all still complete, like Bimo Brother he most often mijitin Mother's feet in the TV room and we gathered and talked together" Bela replied.
"Your families are warm, harmonious, but I'm sorry Bimo was like that?" ask Aril.
"Everything changed since Mas Bimo knew the woman. Mas Bimo rarely came home when he was off college and even if he came home he rarely worshiped together. He always went to Maghrib and Isha prayers and came home almost late at night. That was the beginning of the war at home between Mas Bimo and Bapak. Mas Bimo and Mr. so often involved in the war of the mouth and the peak when Mas Bimo asked permission to marry his girlfriend who is non-Muslim. He was angry and felt he failed to educate his son. But Mas Bimo did not want to listen to the words of Father and Mother even though they had banned Mas Bimo very hard. As Mas Aril heard from the story of Mr. yesterday Mas Bimo chose to leave the family in order to pursue his girlfriend and come home to his girlfriend and get married there. Since then we lost contact, he seemed lost in the swallow of the earth even the Father forbade us to mention his name and talk about him while at home. The house becomes increasingly quiet, because usually Mas Bimo who always makes the atmosphere in the house crowded. If Mas Bima he is more serious and more quiet. Mas Bimo is jolly, nosy and likes to joke" said Bela.
"Oooh so so the story" welcome Aril understand.
Suddenly Aril's phone vibrated without an incoming message and he opened it.
Refane
Ril is safe. You and Bela can go into the restaurant and eat together.
Arile
Okay bro.
Aril hung up his phone and put it back in his pants pocket.
"What's up, Mom? Is that a message from Mas Refan?" ask Bela curious.
"Yes Bel, Refan told us to go inside the restaurant and eat together" replied Aril.
"Yes Mas, let us go down" asked Bela.
They got out of the car and walked into the restaurant and looked for a table reserved in Refan's name.
Shortly after, they reached the table. When he saw Bimo's face, Bela stopped and remained still.
"Maaaaas Bi. moooooo" call Bela with glazed eyes - glass holds haru.
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