The Traces of Destiny
Is There One Missed?

It took almost ten minutes to contact Cian Putrianto.

"Heri Panoo's? Yes, he's still here" Cian replied.

Sutrisno was doodling the paper in front of him. "I need to talk to him."

"Official business?"

"You could say so."

“OK, that's no problem from here. When are you planning to come, sir?”

“What is possible for this afternoon?”

"Was fast? Must be serious."

"Yes, that's it."

"alright. I'll send word to him that you're coming. What time do you think you'll be here?"

Charlie checked his watch. Eleven o'clock passed a little. If he missed lunch, he could get there in the afternoon.

"What about two o'clock?"

"alright. I think you need a place to talk to her both."

“If it's possible.”

"Ngga problems. See you later."

Charlie hangs up the phone, and as he is about to pick up his jacket, Rayi peeks inside.

"Are you going there, sir?" Ask Rayi.

"Must" replied Sutrisno.

"Well, when you called earlier, Cantika Saviero called. He said he needed to talk to you."

Lawyer Alex Numan.

Sutrisno shook his head. "If he calls again, tell him I'll be back at about six or so. He'll be able to call me."

Rayi dragged her feet. " But he said it was important. It can't be delayed anymore."

"Lawyer. If they want to talk, it's important. If he needs to contact them, another story." - Grumbled Sutrisno.

"Did he say anything about what it was?" ask Sutrisno.

"He didn't say anything like that. But he sounded angry." Rayi explained.

Of course he's angry. His client is behind bars and has not been charged. No matter-Sutrisno and the police have the right to detain him for now. But the clock is ticking. Sutrisno will not delay what should be immediately.

"I don't have time to deal with him now. Tell him to call again later." he ordered.

Rayi nodded, her lips fused together. Looks like there's more she wants to say.

"Is there anything else?" Ask Sutrisno.

"A few minutes later from the previous phone call, the police chief also called. He needs to talk to you, too. He said it was urgent." replied Rayi.

Sutrisno put on his jacket while thinking, Of course. On a day like this, what else could he expect?

"But-" Rayi replied hesitantly.

"Just do it, Rayi. I don't have time to argue." said Sutrisno.

Then, after a while. "Have Paijo come here for a while. I have something he needs to take care of."

Rayi's expression showed clearly that she disliked Sutrisno's decision, but she did as she was told. Paijo Bin Paijah, a Sutrisno confidant, came to the office.

"I want you to find Amar for me. And I want you to watch him."

Paijo seemed a little unsure of what he was being asked to do. "Do you want me to bring him here, sir?"

"No," said Sutrisno. "Find him for me. And watch him. But don't let him know you're there."

"For how long, sir?" tanyakanya.

"I'll be back around six, so at least until then."

"Well, it's almost half a work day."

"I know."

"Do I have to make phone calls regularly?" Paijo.

"Don't. Your job today is to get and keep an eye on Amar Utah. I'll call and call you if I need any information from you."

"Alright, understood!"

With that Sutrisno and Paijo move out of his office with their respective goals.

Rayi has to handle the rest. The sickening day of a secretary is when it comes to accommodating other people's annoyance to others and she should still sound professional.

Meanwhile, Garin did not go home immediately after leaving the office. Instead, he went around the city, moving from one turn to the next, passing through the streets of Gajakarta haphazardly.

He did not concentrate on his route, but driven by instinct, he soon found himself approaching the limestone arches at Gajakarta Memorial Park Cemetery.

He parked his car and got out, then walked past the gravestone, towards Maudy's grave.

Taped to a small marble, there was a bunch of flowers, dried and withered, as if they had only been placed there a few weeks ago.

But there were always flowers there, no matter when she visited. The flowers had no names or cards, but Garin understood that cards were not necessary.

In the past, Maudy was liked by almost everyone who knew her. Garin did not judge that just because he was his wife. But, that is part of the testimonies of people who have come into direct contact with Maudy during his lifetime.

A few days after Maudy's funeral, a middle-aged woman comes to Garin's house. The woman was carrying a pile of roses that had just been picked.

The woman said that Maudy was her regular customer. He often comes to my place to sell to buy all the remaining flowers that have not sold if there is. It saved my day, so I had enough money to sell the next day. He always has been. I'm not even sure what he can do with all those flowers.

All Garin knows is that she's their home, and there's always a pile of fresh flowers in a vase in every room. Maudy loves beautiful things.

And after his departure, Garin understood something else, that not only did Maudy love the flowers for herself, but she had shared her love in her own way with those who needed them.

Many confessions came after his death.

His friends said his smile was so warm, the way he heard, the way he spoke, the way he moved. And of course his legendary phone.

Maudy, even in death, is still loved.