The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 68 ~ Spy

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"You better go, Bima! Let no one follow, let alone suspect you! I don't want to if all the plans I've put together are ruined because of someone else! Youunderstand?"

Inside an Apartment room unit, it appears that two different generations of men are talking warmly, talking about something important, making the room atmosphere dim, increasingly tense.

Milky! He was one of those men, sitting face to face with the figure of an adult man who seemed to be very far adrift with his age. The light of the room unit light was deliberately dimmed, adding to the tension at the time the serious talk began. But it seems like the conversation was over after Bima left.

Bima went out, circling the view first to make sure no one dared to follow her all the way here. After feeling safe, Bima walked towards the elevator. Move quickly without making people around suspicious of his movements.

Ting!

The elevator door opened, bringing Bima down from the 10th floor to the ground floor. Leisurely, Bima walked out of the elevator, towards the main door of the Apartment. Without realizing the figure who was watching himself behind the newspaper sheet, sitting in the apartment lobby.

"What's your plan, Bim? Why are you making me a scapegoat in this matter? You also hit Shahil! If until you really kidnap and hide Damar Wulan, I will not let your life calm down, Bima!!!"

Aifa'al moved on, wearing sunglasses and a mask with a matching colored hat, making his appearance even more handsome like a brave young detective, following Bima unnoticed by him. While Bima was getting faster, riding his parked motorbike and leaving.

"Whatever you go, I will still find you, Bimantara!!!"

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"Can this case be processed immediately sir?"

Sitting face to face with a policeman, inside the police station of course, Sadha and Imam sat side by side, expressing the problems they were facing. The existence of Damar and Wulan that had not been a bright spot until this second, made the two worried. Worried about Dhana's twins, much less Dhana herself.

"Sorry sir, for missing persons cases we will process after 1x24 hours. Both of your children cannot be declared missing for now, because there are still about 6 hours left. It could have been within 6 hours that the two sons of the Father returned home. So please be patient first, sir. We will process the matter well if the two children do not return home within the next 6 hours. You can report the case back later after enough 1x24 hours!!!" said the police on duty, sitting at the desk, ready to receive a report.

Sadha and Imam let out a heavy sigh, the conjecture that enveloped their minds proved true that the police would not process the case of the disappearance of Damar and Wulan if the time was not enough for the missing person, made the two men look at each other before finally leaving the police officer.

"How is this Mam? The police refused to process the case if the time of Damar and Wulan's disappearance had not been enough for 24 hours. But if we keep waiting for 24 hours like this, Mas can't calm down! They are worried about their condition. We never know what they went through out there in those 24 hours. We also don't know who brought them!!!" said Sadha who was stirring in panic and riled up.

"Quiet, Mas. Imam believes Damar Wulan must be fine. God will take care of them because they are very good children. Mas Sadha must believe that." said the Imam who tried to calm down.

Sadha let out a heavy sigh, brushed off the fear that had enveloped her heart, neutralized the raging feeling, accepted what her sister-in-law had said, made her the antidote while her heart was in turmoil.

"We'll just follow the police's lead, Mas. Later we come again here while waiting for information from Aifa'al who is currently spying on Bima. Mas take it easy, yes." said the Imam again who calmed Sadha.

"Mas forgot there was Al. Thank you for reminding Mas, Mam." said Sadha while patting the sister-in-law on the shoulder.

The priest nodded, smiling with relief at the sight of Sadha's nervousness beginning to recede, carried by the breeze under the blazing sun that dazzled anyone's eyes.

"Then, let's go back to the house" said Sadha who was about to step away.

"Just go home first. The Imam wanted to see the Imam's old friend for a while somewhere" replied the successful Imam stopping Sadha's steps.

Sadha dribbled her eyes, looking at the sister-in-law who was still standing in her place.

"Old friend? Man or woman?" asked Sadha who looked at the curious Imam.

The priest chuckled amusedly, understanding with the attitude and intention of the brother-in-law who had always wanted himself to get complete happiness, finding a substitute figure for the younger brother to be a wife.

"Women, Mas. But Mas Sadha take it easy, Imam will not be praying for Mas kok's sister." replied the Imam on the sidelines of crunchy oddity.

"Ck, basic!!! Want to until when do you continue to be widowed Dik? I wish you were married again! Marriage is good!" said Sadha who was trying to provoke.

A faint ruffled voice rang out again, along with a bitter smile on both corners of his lips, shaking his head when he heard the words of his sister-in-law.

"Mas must have known the Imam's answer, right? And the Imam's answer still remains the same, Mas." said the Imam smiling.

"Yes Dik, Mas has been very familiar with your answer related to this. Yes, you just use the car. Let Mas take a taxi back to Mother's house." said Sadha while giving the car keys to the Imam.

"But Mas..."

"Already! Its alright. I'm afraid you'll disappear like Damar and Wulan. You be careful." cut off Sadha who left while waving her hand.

The priest shook his head, smiling to see Sadha's behavior is still the same as before, very caring for her like her own sister. The priest smiled bitterly, looking at the brother-in-law who quickly got a taxi when he just set foot on the gate of the police station, making him look up for a moment.

Drrr...

"..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam. I will be up to 15 minutes." replied the Imam as he walked.

After saying that, the Imam hung up the phone, rushed into the car and put it forward.

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"Ck! I've been following Bima for two hours but none of her movements will show where Damar and Wulan are!!!"

Aifa'al rattled, hitting the handlebar of his motorbike occasionally, venting resentment at Bima that showed nothing about the whereabouts of Damar and Wulan. His sleepy eyes, forced to continue to pay attention to the movements of Bima who is currently gathering with members of his motorcycle gang in Basecamp.

"Am I just going to hang out with them? Who knows if there's a clue to where Damar and Wulan were when I joined them. Yes!"

Aifa'al, who was weighing the plan, eventually chose to join his motorcycle gang in Basecamp, restarting the engine to drive. But the activity stopped, when Aifa'al saw Bima who came out of Basecamp while contacting someone, moving suspiciously to provoke the curiosity of detective Aifa'al.

"alright, Sir. I'll be there soon." replied Bima, talking to someone.

Bima's response was heard so clearly in the ears of Aifa'al who had been hiding behind a large mango tree, not far from the position of Basecamp motorcycle gang, since, making the ears of Aifa'al seemed to stand fast when it caught the strange signals from the bima gelagat very suspicious.

Bima hung up the phone, rushed on a motorbike without saying goodbye to her friends first, speeding at high speed without realizing Aifa'al's whereabouts.

"She must want to go somewhere!!!"

Without the ba-bi-bu, the furious Aifa'al drove off. Following Bima from a considerable distance, avoiding the suspicion of the bangor man if he was being followed from behind.

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"Broom, Wulan.. get ready! Because tonight I will take you away from this country! Away from both of your parents! Far from your family! I will make your wicked mother suffer for the rest of her life! Ahhaha..."

Laughter released the figure of the sturdy man immediately boomed, filling the dark narrow room, standing in front of two young people who had been held captive since yesterday. Who else if not a pair of twins named Damar and Wulan.

Damar snorted angrily, like a raging bull looking at its enemy in plain sight as it fluttered a red flag as a defiant sign, making its blood boil, making it hot beyond the heat of the sunlight out there. Staring intently at the figure, somewhere he did not know, the dark atmosphere made it difficult, no light entered the room. But it did not happen to Wulan who was weak, sitting in chains made him weak helpless, feeling the movement of Damar who was in the middle of emotion.

"Who are you really? Why did you kidnap us, huh? Why do you want to make Mami suffer? What intention? Why are you doing this to us?" damar's emotional, chain-bound body is brought thrashing to release.

"Hahahaha... I told you, right? You don't need to know who I am! Enough of me to know who you are! So prepare!" replied the strong man and then moved.

The clattering of footsteps echoed, leaving Damar distraught looking for the source, turning right to left, hoping once he could see clearly who the man was. But alas, only darkness could be seen, allowing the steady clattering of the man's feet to disappear without a trace, leaving him and Wulan in the stifling narrow darkness.

"Whoi!!! Release us!!! Whoever you are, I'll make sure after this you'll be sorry! You'll rot in the bars! Release us!!! You loser guy!!! Coward!!! Aaaarrrggghhhhh!!!"

Anger that rushes, making the roar of breath Damar panting, reddened eyes combined with a pile of clear feathers that are ready to plunge freely he turned to look at the sister behind him.

"We gotta get out of here, Deck! We have to get out of here before nightfall! Otherwise, that person will take us away and we can't see our parents anymore. What should the Deck do? What's?" said Damar, whipping with his voice suddenly raucous, choked.

Wulan who was downcast limp since earlier brought his head to look up forced, the excruciating pulsation from last night made his head lowered in pain without a stroke of the twin mas. Just the nod that Wulan was able to give, made Damar even more anxious.

"She's okay, isn't she?" ask Damar.

Wulan nodded weakly, although still sick he tried not to be anxious with his condition that was far from good, but made Damar breathe a sigh of relief and made Wulan bowed again. Thinking of something that caught his eye at a glance, before the man sauntered away.

Who is the man who owns the voice? That guy's shoes, I think I've seen them. But where is it? The shoes of the man were familiar. Where do I see those shoes? Wulan murmured in the heart.

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