
Naskala closed her eyes, clenching her hands when she was informed that she was missing from home. Naskala immediately stopped the meeting and the fog ordered the troops to conduct a search.
Shortly after that he also got a photo of a mysterious number where Cempaka was being held captive with his hands tied.
Now Naskala's emotions can't be contained anymore. He immediately searched and reported the incident to the police. Police have also been conducting a process to search for Cempaka.
"Calm down. This time your wife will survive. Maybe he's safe now. Think positive. Don't panic too much. It's not good and could threaten yourself."
Naskala looked at the general who had just calmed herself down. He knew the general's intentions were good but Naskala still could not do that. His wife is missing and how can he calm down?
"Sorry general. I know your intentions are good and want me to think more clearly. But for the time being I really can't do that because my wife is missing and I can't be quiet."
"The other members have taken to the field to help you."
Naskala was a little relieved. He knew that the one who did this was Omar. The number that sent the image has also been tracked. The number is no longer active.
Naskala rubbed her face rough. As a person who knows the religion he prefers to read some prayers.
His mouth did not stop saying we read some prayers and prayer beads.
He decided to prepare some weapons before going to look for Cempaka. He knows that crushing Omar is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.
"Omar is really outrageous."
"Don't accuse anyone first."
"Why can't I accuse him. Why do we look for evidence too much and spend time when we ourselves know exactly who did it."
"Maybe we know it. But for people who do not know the crimes committed by Omar in the absence of evidence it will not be that easy to blame Omar and arrest him. To arrest Omar we need evidence and that evidence was obliterated by Omar."
The fire that hit the army office has been investigated. Other police and army personnel contributed.
"There will soon be meetings with several state officials and also the police. We'll tell you all about our arguments. Although there may be some among them are part of Omar."
Naskala nodded. He must be able to capture Omar with his own hands and imprison the man. His grudge was deep for the man. His man was killed and then he was threatened with using Cempaka.
Naskala reached into her phone and typed in a few digits and contacted the person across the street.
"Yes hello what's the matter Om?"
"Rayyhan! Can you help me? Cempaka. It's very likely that Omar was kidnapped."
"What??! Alright. I'll see Om soon."
"Assalamualaik."
Naskala turned off the phone and then looked at her boss with a bitter smile.
"We should also bring Crispy in the meeting. His testimony is much needed. He was one of the witnesses and also the closest person to Omar."
As bright as hope even though it was small had evoked a smile on Naskala's face. The only hope is one - that Cempaka will be fine and Omar will not hurt him.
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Cempaka silently stared at the food given by Omar. He was given a very luxurious room. But none of that compares to his fear.
Cempaka did not enjoy the beauty and she just became a moody woman and stared at the food and pleasure given to her without interest.
There's nothing more beautiful than being with Naskala. It's been two weeks that he's been in this place and there's no sign that Naskala will come to his rescue. He was really afraid if Naskala did not care about him anymore, but there is another side of the day Cempaka reassured the woman if Naskala was also looking for him at this time.
"Mas Cempaka is scared. Cempaka wants out of the room. Cempaka can't pray."
They just cry all day. He hoped that a miracle would bring him hope.
Suddenly the door opened making Cempaka directly staring in that direction. He stared at Omar's face, which looked very angry at him.
"Why don't you eat your food?" asked Omar in a cold voice.
Cempaka grinning. He challenged the man back. The few days of being here had made his mentality more formed and also dared to fight back.
"Why? I don't want it. You're not the person I expected to bring this food. If you really love me and care about me then I beg Om to let me go. Let me live freely instead of being held captive like this."
"You think I'll let you?" asked Omar as he walked towards her.
Cempaka countered to retreat and stand by. He puts up a fight if something happens to him.
"Go!!" shouted Cempaka while tightening the blanket that covered his body.
"You eat first. Tomorrow is our wedding day. You have to be powerful. Tomorrow there's a surprise for you too."
Cempaka was surprised to hear that. She would never marry an accuser like Omar, especially now that she is still the wife of Naskala. It would be illegal for Omar to marry her and never have their relationship legal.
"Om think you can do that? Cempaka doesn't want to marry an old om-om like you."
Omar chuckled and looked at Cempaka very sharply. "Your mouth is sweet. And it's even sweeter if you'll praise me and our children."
"What you say is a dream you will never achieve. I'm not gonna let that happen. It won't!!! It's only in your nightmares."
"Oh?" Omar laughed. "We'll see tomorrow. In addition to a nice wedding I will also prepare another surprise that you will never forget."
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