The Daughter Of Mafia Queen
Chapter 37: PERMISSION
"Good morning, is this lady the owner of the cafe?" asked an officer who approached a woman sitting in front of the chaos of the cafe.
The woman nodded her head weakly. Indeed, he never imagined a business that was pioneered from zero. Today, in front of his own eyes. The building that bears witness to the struggle of a newcomer in Indonesia. Must run aground with the debris of chaos.
Officer who feels sorry. Finally gave a code to one of his men to take mineral water. After he received a bottle of water, he was handed over to a pale woman with her lips locked. A blank look of eyes stared at the chaos ahead.
"Drink first! Don't give up, let's just go there," the officer asked to help the cafe owner get up from his place.
The two walked towards the sidewalk, then sat next to each other letting the other officers continue their respective work. Meanwhile, he himself still tried to persuade the cafe owner to want to tell him about the incident that had just happened, but his efforts were in vain. The owner of the cafe was still in shock, until someone came in a hasty step and immediately hugged the woman who was silent for the last five minutes.
"Thank God, Ka Mara is fine. Sorry, Mister. How did all this happen?'' asked Prita without releasing her embrace from the cold body of her beloved sister.
The officer let out a long sigh, "His brother ade, still hasn't explained anything. I've been asked this and that, but only diem. Instead, take her brother to the hospital. There will be relaxing therapy...,"
"Thank you, Sir. If possible, I'll take my brother home. Don't worry, I'll make sure Ka Mara goes to the police station to give a statement. I, please, sir," said Prita trying to save her brother so that he could calm down at home.
For a moment the officer thought, until he nodded in agreement. But on one condition. Where Prita and her brother must be among police officers to facilitate further investigation later. Simple conditions are agreed without having to think again. Now a car with police sirens is crossing the main road.
Prita still hugged her brother who was like a statue. The two sat in the back seat, while the police officer sat in the front seat. The journey has only silence. For twenty-five minutes. Finally the police car entered a yard that also became a car garage. House with elegant two-story design that looks quiet, even far from the neighbors.
Prita took her sister out of the car carefully. His hand held Amara's shoulder. The police officer also came down to make sure everything was under control.
"Thank you for the ride, sir. I have permission to enter, excuse me," said Prita without making small talk to allow the officer who delivered him to stop by.
The departure of Prita who embraced the cafe owner into the house in front of there, making the two police officers back into the car. Then the car whirled away from the house, at least now knowing the exact address and the investigation could continue the next day.
"Ka, please calm down," Pinta wanted to approach Amara, unfortunately the brother just ran away from her.
"GO!" amara's shout left Prita dumbfounded with an echoing voice filling her entire house.
The hand that grabbed a lot of stuff, made the house really messy with shards of some shiny objects. Meanwhile, Amara had already slammed the door of her room tightly.
"Excuse me, Ka," muttered Prita circulating his gaze across the whole item that was impossible to save.
It's not really about all that stuff, but it's about what's going on at their family's money-making cafe. If the cafe is no longer operating. Then the source of income is no longer there, and the cafe is also the pride of the brother.
"I have to meet the mastermind who destroyed the cafe that could ruin my brother's dream. Whatever I would do to bring back Ka Amara's smile," Prita turned to the main door without saying goodbye to her brother, she left the house, and chose to use her own car to where she should be.
The journey should have been thirty minutes. It was precisely trimmed to a journey eighteen minutes faster than normal time. Red Cooper mini car stops right in front of a skyscraper. The pinch of the fingers on the steering wheel represents the turmoil of his heart.
Yoke!
Yoke!
Yoke!
"Down, no, down, no." muttered Prita distracted by the sight before her eyes.