The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
S2 - 37

Office hours have arrived, the employees in the Bara-owned company began to improve to go home. Likewise with Friska, after completing the task given by Bara, he decided to go home. 

"Wait, Fris!"  Bara stopped Friska who was about to leave the director's room, making Friska turn immediately. 

"Yes, Sir. Is Friska's job wrong?" ask Friska. He was afraid that something had been done wrong. 

"Working hours are over, there's no need to call me father.  Sit down for a minute!" 

Friska also directly obeyed her brother's best friend. He sat back in the chair. "Is Friska's job not right, huh, sister?" ask Friska again. 

Bara shook his head with a faint smile that adorned his thin mustachioed lips. "Where is the work here? What's home?" tanya Bara then, who answered a nod by Friska. 

"Is the work of your brother too draining of your energy?" ask again. 

"meaning?" The person being asked the question is confused. 

"Yes, who knows you're so over-exciting that you're too tired. Brother does not want, later someone said that he hires apprentice students like inhumane rodi workers," he said with eyes still focused on the computer and fingers busy writing on the screen from the keyboard. 

Quite a strange question and explanation. However, Friska immediately denied it because Bara had never been able to repress Friska's power. 

"So someone complained and asked my brother not to be too bad for your energy" Bara explained. 

"How do you mean?" 

"Eitherway. My sister is confused too. Maybe she's having PMS, so she's talking a little sloppy. Brother's feelings never imporse your strength, even asking for overtime even brother has never," Bara said again.  "It is no longer necessary to discuss what is important that you are comfortable and do not feel constrained or burdened by the work here it is enough. Wanna go home, right? Yes it's there!" Bara invites Friska to return home. 

Bara's words made Friska filled with many questions, but she hesitated to ask and chose to leave. 'What does Kak Bara mean, huh?' Even out of the company building, the question is still in Friska's head. He was still thinking about who said that to Bara. 

"Tau ah .. mending home," murmured Friska. 

He who had gone out the gate, then developed his smile when he saw someone he knew was across the street. The man seemed to be fiddling with a cell phone and a call was connected to Friska. The guy on the motorcycle called Friska. 

"I just got there, where are you?" askanya, as soon as the call is connected. 

"Yes, I saw you. You wait there, I'll go there" Friska said, waving to Krisna across the street. 

With eyes that are still fixed on Krishna, the girl who wears a knee-length skirt and suit then stepped to cross, regardless of the condition of the streets are quite crowded. 

"Fris, do not first cross a lot of vehicles," said Krisna who saw a lot of vehicles passing, until Krisna's eyes were fixed on a motorbike that drove recklessly with a very close distance Friska. 

"Fris, lookout!" Another scream was also heard from nearby. 

Both screams resuscitated Friska, until he saw a motorbike was already near him. There is no time to escape. 

"Aaa ..." cried Friska, closing her eyes. 

A hard blow is inevitable. The black motor sport with high speed could not dodge anymore and hit whatever was in front of him. Vehicles that were passing immediately stopped, even the people around the office to scurry out to see what happened. The asphalt road that had been black, immediately turned red with the body on it that was unconscious because it bounced very far.

"Fris, are you okay?" ryan asked the girl whose eyes were still closed.

Hearing the voice of a very familiar person, Friska slowly opened her eyes. 'Is this a hallucination?' friska asked in her heart when she realized she was in Ryan's arms. 'Why did the collision not hurt? Am I dead?' ask again, considering the vehicle was only a few inches from his body. 'But why should he be the one I see first even after my death? Is that how much I love him?' His heart continued to murmur with tears that began to drip, lamenting the love he had to soak even to death.

Meanwhile, the man who was holding Friska seemed to be cupping Friska's cheeks as the girl who was still in shock looked at her with a blank look and tears that began to wet her cheeks. 

"Don't cry! You're okay, you're safe." Ryan wiped Friska's tears, then hugged her again. "Don't cry anymore, everything's fine" continued Ryan who even made Friska's cry more and more. 

'Yes, God. Why does this hug feel so real?' friska murmured in the heart. 

"Fris, you're okay, right?" Suddenly someone no less worried about Friska, pulled the girl from Ryan's embrace. "Where is sick? Is there a wound?" he asked again while observing Friska's condition that seemed fine, but Friska was crying very hard. 

"Kris ... did you also come with me to the afterlife?" friska asked in her tears. 

"Nature?" Krisna did not understand what her coworker's sister said  

"Yes. Aren't I dead?" 

"What?" krisna and Ryan shouted at the same time as they heard Friska. 

"Fris, you're alive. He has helped you and you are safe!" Krisna pointed to Ryan who was behind Friska. Yes, a split second as the bike was about to crash into Friska, Ryan quickly pulled Friska's body into her arms and kept the girl free from the accident that almost claimed her life.

"So I'm not dead yet?" friska asked back, trying to be sure, and answered Krishna's nod. "Alhamdulilah .. I am still safe!" Friska hugged Krishna. "I thought I was dead. Thank you for saving me," he said again. 

Krishna who was suddenly hugged just pecked, as well as the man who was in front of them. Ryan's blood flow stopped when he saw Friska hugging the man in the police uniform. He could not see the sight, so he chose to leave them. 

"You're wrong to thank me. You should thank the people behind you. He's the one who helped you" said Krishna.

However, Friska did not seem to hear Krishna's words and even hugged Krishna tightly.