The Ghost Writers
Police Assistance

I stared at him as my smile began to grow.

"Oh, after that ... Robby helped you, right? Including Agatha Fanny who finally came to you after your phone can turn on again? As long as you're helped by the police, you stay with Fanny. Really no? Mr. Seinget, Robby said that, "he asked. I nodded in confirming.

"Alia was very grateful for getting a lot of help such as when making a threat report, the submission of evidence including the book of Alia which stated its contents are similar to the novel by the Roman Script as a form of plagiarism, and presents witnesses. At that time, Alia pointed to Mr. Kos and the neighbor's mother rented because Aksara had encountered. The police also conducted additional investigations to prove the crime of the Roman script as reported. Robby proposes a screenplay with Alia as bait. At first, Alia refused out of fear. It is true that Alia is an action novel writer, but the reality of the real world, the gripping feeling is really felt," I explained. He nodded with a serious face.

"Yes, yes, I remember. Robby always comes home late at night. He also gets a lot of calls, but I don't know who he's talking to. Father who was curious because almost a month Robby rich people grasak-grusuk, finally ventured to ask. But ... hehe, Robby is funny also when he is either flippant or how indirectly like saying that he likes you," said the father who made my eyes widened.

"Huh? The real one, sir?" I was curious, and I nodded.

"At first, I realized Robby's strange behavior. Mom said, 'Sir, that's Robby like the girl who's being helped to solve her case. Every day Robby calls Alia. That's it, the phone's talking. It's obvious that Robby likes him. If the case is over, ask Robby to know us, sir. From Robby's story, Alia's a good girl'. Yes, about so said the late," replied the Father who made my heart moved.

"It seems, Fanny also thought so, sir. You see, during Alia's stay with Fanny, she said she said Robby's attitude was unnatural. He called instead of asking about the case, or asking Alia to come to the police station, or provide information on the development of the investigation and such, but asked about personal matters such as, do not get sick and be hospitalized again. Then .. what the psychiatrist said, because Alia had been traumatized by the threat of the Roman Script at that time, and. Alia who at that time focused on the case is not sensitive to Robby's attention. Therefore, when Robby says he likes Alia, be honest ... Alia was shocked because she was not expecting it. Alia thought what Fanny had been talking about all this time was just a joke, but it turned out to be true," I blushed in embarrassment as I remembered the moment.

You chuckle because he said I was so innocent that I did not realize the many codes Robby gave to show the form of attention and love for me.

"Then ... what is an ambush scenario? Father and Mother to pray so that the action is smooth. I'm so afraid that you're okay. Robby said, the evidence of the email that Aksara sent, then the amount of phone terror into your phone with numbers alternating, but then could not be contacted after leaving a threat message, making us anxious," ask the father who knows it too.

"Thank God that everything planned by the police went according to plan, although Alia admitted fear at that time. Alia also did not think that Mr. Aksara was desperate to kill just because she was worried that the secret was revealed," I explained. "Even though Alia was sincere that the idea of the book being made into a novel by the Roman Script became hers. The hope, after that do not anymore disgust Alia's life. We walk each other and compete in a healthy way. But it turns out, what Alia wants is not an understanding with Mr. Aksara," I said sadly.

My father nodded as if he understood what I was saying. Rainbows that are getting bored, even look funny when he lay his body on the carpet with his back. I attacked him and it made my little girl laugh.

"Well, let's talk until we want to dzuhur. It's better to have lunch first continue again," said the father, and I carried on with a smile.

Mr. went while carrying the packaging of milk that has been used up and also his sheep biscuits. After that, he went into the room and closed the door. I took the Rainbow to cook with me. He was happy to help me pick vegetables especially spinach and kale. Although the kitchen becomes cluttered, it is good for motor development rather than watching television or playing gadgets.

Once fit when azan dzuhur reverberated, the cuisine for lunch was presented completely at the dining table. Clear spinach vegetables with carrots and corn, specifically for rainbows. A stew of slum-cooked quail eggs, so far fits on my daughter's tongue. For Mr. I cooked chicken opor and vegetable stir fry kale as a complement. The rest, fresh fruit pieces such as watermelon, melon, and honey pineapple. Rainbows who like fruit, already eat the fruits in a bowl using a fork. I filled the jar with shrimp crackers so that the atmosphere of lunch was more lively.

"Well, it smells so good" said the father as he walked closer to the dining table still wearing a sarong and also a peci. It seems he just finished praying.

"Alia pray first yes, sir. Rainbow Nitip for a minute?" I'm not feeling good.

"Yes, yeah. You also want to be bribed Rainbow. The fruit looks great seger. Rainbow, aaa ..," replied the father, opening his mouth wide as my daughter stabbed a piece of melon in her bowl.

The rainbow seemed to understand Grandfather's request. He fed the Father with a happy face and even asked to be refilled because the fruit in his bowl was exhausted. I see Father and Rainbow very suitable. Both look happy. The rainbow was also not fussy when I left to perform the prayer. I am very fortunate and unceasingly give thanks to the Almighty God for being given a comfortable life despite the many pebbles in living life.

After the prayer, I enjoyed lunch with Father and Rainbow. I saw the Rainbow and Father eating voraciously at my meal. But after that, I returned to collect the promise of a continuation of the story. He wondered how the chronology was when the Roman script was captured.

The police's suspicions were raised when the Roma script was declared not to return home after three days of their arrival. Police suspect that the Roman script escaped. Knowing that, Mr. Ningrat immediately secured the Empress and two grandchildren to his residence. With his power, the police like could not touch Mr. Ningrat, I don't know what was done because Robby himself and the team on duty, asked to focus on capturing Aksara and not involving the Empress and her two children. Robby obeys the order and begins to hunt down the Romans.

Nevertheless, the Empress secretly still wanted to cooperate. However, the beautiful woman said that she did not know the existence of the Roman script. The empress has given some clues as to the possibility that her husband could be found, but all the places the police have visited are nil. According to Robby's confession, Mr. Ningrat seems indifferent and stupid if the Roman script is entangled in the law or even in prison. From here, rumors of a unilateral divorce, and the Romans as sons-in-law who were not recognized by the Ningrat family began to emerge.

"It's time we lured the Roma script to show up and confess to the crime" Robby said at the time, where I was involved in a police arrest scenario. Honestly, I was scared, but Robby assured me that law enforcement would protect me.

"Okay, we're testing. Did you hear what we said, Alia?" ask one of the officers who I know because I was in a car. We were on our way to the old rented house where my things were still there.

"Yes, listen clearly, sir," I replied nervously.

"We've installed GPS on your book. You've also been fitted with trackers and tappers in your clothes. You're safe and traceable. You don't need to know where we are, but we're watching and protecting you. Alia believes in us, right?" ask the officer.

"Yes, sir," I replied with a nod in which Robby sat down next to the driver and Agatha beside me.

The management is even involved indirectly. Only Mas Aris seemed so excited and Farida was in action that night.

"Okay, everybody get ready! We'll be there soon" Robby told the radio. The police on duty answered with a code I didn't understand at the time.

"Don't be afraid. It's for your future. What you did by handing over to the police is right, Alia. The Romans cheat, don't even hesitate to threaten you. He should be arrested and in prison. Don't feel guilty because he doesn't regret what he did" Agatha said, and I could only nod with my heart pounding.

Finally, the time that awaited arrived. I got out of the car that took me all the way to the area where I live in South Jakarta. The car then went into the dark of the night out of nowhere. I stepped forward carrying a bag containing items without a gun or other sharp weapon. Just like when I left home.

I saw a watch where it was 12pm. I walked through a dark alley to my rented house where there was a fairly large garden where ordinary citizens would throw garbage because they did not want to pay their dues. My eyes were busy scanning around where the place felt gripping like never before. Quiet, not even a single citizen patrolled, or just chatting on the terrace. Maybe because of heavy rain flushed the area of South Jakarta so that people choose to sleep because of the cold air.

When a feeling of relief approached because the dark garden was successfully passed despite the haunted impression so felt, suddenly, "Emph!" I groaned as someone's hand closed my mouth tightly while pulling my body back forcefully.

I was surprised of course panicked half to death. I was pulled into a dark garden by no one, but I feel like that person has bad intentions for me.

THE DUAKK!!

"Aghhh!" the voice of a man as I try to practice a style in the action movies I've seen.

I purposely jerk my head back while trying to bend down and release her hands on my body. I feel like that guy's hook is weakening. I bit her hand which shuts my mouth so tightly that she groans even more in pain. Luckily, my spontaneous attack was sweet. I managed to get out of his arms and immediately turned over. But instantly, my eyes widened as the light from the moon's reflection showed who was trying to harm me. Yes, he's Roman script.