
Ipda Fauz scrunched his forehead when he saw the wound suffered by the eldest, Ella's first child was still 5 years old, but the purplish bruises he suffered could be more than one. In addition to his waist, there is also on his back and thighs like being pushed and hit something or even pelted something big that can not be held by his tiny body.
“The results of his health check are only temporary results, sir,” said Adiwilaga while holding the youngest who is 18 months old. “We are here to report and request Visa submission to make it easier for doctors to process,”
As a member of the police force with a dark past, Ipda Fauz really understands what kind of injuries they suffered. The case of domestic violence that he had been convinced hit the beautiful-faced woman sitting in front of him. Miris feels when helpless people even become victims of violence from people who are believed to be their protectors.
“Whose father is this? Ask Ipda Fauz.
“I'm a friend of this family. Ella came to my house, her intention was to look for my son but she has not come home,” Adiwilaga said.
Ipda Fauz watches the youngest who is carried by Adi. The boy fell asleep successfully in a sling. A thing that according to Ipda Fauz strange because rarely encountered. Generally, children of that age are anti-strangers, or someone he thinks rarely meets. They have not been able to remember a person's face, so usually they are calm only when carried by their mother.
But the youngest slept until his mouth was agape, so this tall man in front of him must have been very familiar with this family.
But... Ipda Fauz was like he had seen the face of this tall man in front of him.
This handsome face was very familiar in his eyes.
“Bu... Ella?” call Ipda Fauz.
“Ya Sir?” ella's soft clear voice made Ipda Fauz even more sad. How could anyone hurt an angel like this? What did he do to deserve to be beaten?
I'd better speed up the process because they need treatment right away. “I will submit a Visa application letter to the hospital, and since you have already been there, it is expected that the process will be shorter. It's been checked by the doctor, right, ma'am?”
“Already Sir, up to CT Scan everything,” Ella said.
Adiwilaga handed over her cell phone containing detailed photos of the wounds on the bodies of the three of them.
“SI youngest until broken yes teeth, when it just grew,” Ipda Fauz actually muttered to himself. As a policeman he should not be sympathetic towards anyone, but this incident sliced his heart.
“I was thrown into the closet while I was carrying her, she got bumped along with me. Such a position made me limp and did not have time to think about many things to protect him,” said Ella.
“Because seeing Isa bleed, I know it's time I run. So after I managed to wake up, I pulled Ibra and I immediately ran carrying the two out of the house. All I thought about was the home of Contessa,” Ella muttered.
“Contessa?”
“My son, Sir. They have been friends since childhood,” said Adiwilaga.
Ipda Fauz swallowed his saliva a sign of indignation. Fortunately, this angel still has the ability to run. I don't know what happens if it's too late.
Then he prepares to type the chronology, “Tell everything, the recording tool will be active in 3 seconds,”
**
Contessa sits in the passenger seat next to Damascus driving in a relaxed style. They were sitting in a big car, a type of Jeep, with a red exterior that looked fierce. When almost all the cars in the city ordered white and ash, Damascus ordered cars with red paint.
“Pak?” Contessa looked to the side. This time he was alone with Damascus. Even though this car is broad but feels narrow. And his domineering aura was strong enough to plunge so that Contessa would cover the side of the door.
“Kok did not buy Rubicon aja pack kayak offices rich it?” ask Contessa.
Damascus glanced at him at a glance then chuckled in disdain.
“They don't know what they're buying, in what way they should spend the money. Origin expensive they buy, when it is not in place,” sis Damascus.
“How about Sir?” Contessa doesn't understand anymore.
“Rubicon was created with the concept of switching function modes from the use of daily activities in urban to adventure mode. The car is even claimed to be capable of driving over terrain with minimum traction, such as gravel, sand, snow, and ice. Unless we live in Lampung or Papua, the kind that I would not take a walk in the middle of the city like this, let alone to the Mall,”
“This father's car is also big,”
“You're not worth the chasing, Tess. This car I used was created for the reverse concept of Rubicon. The Cherokee is an off-road car. But this car carries a concept that can switch functions from offroad track mode to a stylish urban style. Looks different?”
“Hem... indeed Rubicon's look like people from the mountain down to the city anyway sir. If on the road like threatening small cars to ‘move lo I want to pass’. If the Cherokee you wear is the type that city people want to fad to the top while saying ‘misi mas I ride through yaa, my body is big, beware kesenggol’,”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” damascus laughter blared throughout the car room. “Funny you,”
“Father already said I'm funny 2 x pack,”
“Yes you are so silly,”
“One's pride can be seen from the goods he bought anyway,” muttered Contessa slowly.
But Damascus can still hear it.
“So you praised me nih?”
“I'm mocking others kok,”
“Ngeck at others but muji me,”
“It's just a theory unfounded innocent chick kok,”
Once again Damascus was destroyed.
In her eyes Contessa was so fun.
The red Cherokee turned towards the SCBD area, and entered the area of one of the major landmarks.
“We eat here, right sir? After that I promise to take me home yes,” said Contessa while checking her makeup on the small glass she took out of her bag.
“Where are you going? To my house or to Adi's house?” moda Damascus
Contessa grunts, “Tau so I nyekat nyicil home aja use office loan, so I can say ‘my home’,”
“Ngapain you buy your own home,”
“If you are arrested KPK at least we still have a house. That's my home,”
“You're late, I've been arrested,”
Contessa took a breath to hold back her emotions and then she flicked her long hair to her back.
“You... wear what perfume anyway?” ask Damascus.
“Eneg yes pack the fragrance?” Contessa looked at Damascus with her round eyes shining in worry.
“In contrast, different from the fragrance of most women's perfume,”
“This I buy in minimarket a million people, only 30thousand loh. This type of skin I use soap stalls just long lasting fragrance all day. My father likes to suspect that I jumped into the washing machine, all washing clothes and shower.”
“Waaah, it turns out that you are beautiful from the inside ya.” Damascus grinned. “It looks like you are quite familiar with Adiwilaga,”
Other topics that are sarcastic.
“This father was mistaken, like most others. As in this world there is no other man alone,” reply Contessa started to get upset.
“Hm, so huh? So should I be happy or not?” his Damascus.
“Not both,” murmured Contessa.
“Those who are trying to tease my relationship with my stepfather, or match me up with another man, or, do not know that since two years ago my heart has continuously betrayed my logic by showing a different reaction when I remember the man who took my virginity,”
Hearing that, Damascus fell silent.
Then he stopped his car around the pedestrian area, 100 meters from the lobby of the luxury mall building in front of them.
His hand pulled on Contessa's neck gently, then kissed the girl's lips.
A light sigh, just because she felt that Contessa was so sweet.
And that girl is sweet.
“Finished eating, you go home to my place. Yes?” it's not a question, it's an order.
The car stopped in the building's lobby, in the valet area, and an officer opened the door for Contessa.
Still with trembling hands and a galloping heart, Contessa got out of the car and stepped into the lobby of the building. Damascus behind him, grabbed his tiny waist and led him on his way.