
Anita was unable to answer questions from Mahatir Wijaya about the match between Tungga Dewi Tribuwana and Daniel Marco.
He felt a little guilty about this problem because he was the one who made Tribuwana know about it.
The plontos-headed man stood staring intently at Anita barely blinking.
"Why don't you answer my question?", asked Mahatir Wijaya.
"Mmmm..", muttered Anita.
It seemed obvious that Anita was confused to answer that question.
Anita was a little misbehaved when her foster father asked her.
"Did you say to Tungga Dewi's Tribuwana about this?", continued the father.
"Did he come here asking that?", asked Anita.
"No... He's just here talking about a deal to kick Daniel Marco out of his life" replied the father.
"Ehm... It's not my fault that she knew it because I was just telling her what I heard and it's natural, I think, dad.", said Anita.
"You should understand exactly what you have to say or what you don't have to say to her until she knows it right out of my mouth, Anita" said the father.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make things worse between them, dad", Anita said.
"Areally?" asked Dad.
Father showed a very disappointed facial expression to Anita for meddling too much in the affairs of Tungga Dewi Tribuwana.
"Because it was you that my daughter was not married and you know why I made this match??" said the father a little annoyed.
Anita fell silent and just lowered her head.
"He's four-headed and unmarried, Anita ! And I want him to have children so that later this organization continues" said the father.
"I understand what you mean" replied Anita.
"understand ? What do you understand ? In your mind is just injustice, it's not what's in your head ? Huh!?", said father.
Father slightly raised his tone and stared intently at Anita while bowing his body.
"I want my bloodline to continue so that I can die peacefully" said the father.
"Dad.., don't talk like that", said Anita.
"How can I not speak like that ? This is a cruel world for us who are mafia and I want to have a successor from my lineage" said the father.
He stretched his hands up.
"At any time I may die for no apparent reason and it may be that the enemy is currently spying on me, son!", continued the father.
Father clucked loudly and looked at Anita who was standing before him.
"If you're going to link this to God, then I'm going to explain to you how I live and how I make money" he said.
Anita was worried when she heard the words of her foster father.
"Nobody's helping us, Anita my son... Nothing, son.", continued the father.
Anita is guilty.
"Although we continue to pray, but He will not care about it" said the father.
"Dad... God always hears our words, even our prayers... Try to understand and know God, said Anita sad.
"I've known God since I was born, Anita.., but life never sided with us even though we kept praying...", said my own father.
"God will answer your prayers father, whether later or when we will never know where and how God will answer your prayers father" Anita said.
"I know, son.", replied the father.
"I just want my son to be able to face this test of life more than me who is full of mud sin because that's why I always demand hard Tribuwana" said the father.
Anita was stunned to hear the father's words, there was a sense of regret for betraying the trust of Mahatir Wijaya because it was more in favor of the relationship between Tungga Dewi and Achmad Firdaus.
Putting aside the bigger and main thing than the relationship between the Tungga Dewi Tribuwana and the Achmad Paradise, especially the feelings of the father.
"Dad, did you send Tungga to the dock because of this?", asked Anita.
Anita tried to be careful with her own attitude and speech.
"Well, I was forced to do it but I was wrong because I forgot the danger.", said the father.
"danger ? You mean father?", asked Anita gamang.
Anita's blood gasped at her foster father's words and in her mind she began to think things through.
"Opium will arrive at the dock in one night and tonight is opium night arriving in the country from abroad, the crew has sent me news" said the father.
"A-what ? Opium?", asked Anita in surprise.
Suddenly his hair stood all over and he felt his body goosebumps when he heard father's words.
"Yes, there will be massive opium shipments on orders from state officials and Don Juan, only we have to be more careful because Dutch Intel is investigating" he said.
"God ! My god ! Father delivered death to father's own biological daughter !? Tungga can die dad ! It's smuggling!", said Anita panicked.
"Isn't this the policy of Mr. Opium?", asked father.
"It's not a matter of policy but Tungga's safety is at stake here, father!", Anita replied upsetly.
Anita rubbed her face repeatedly.
"Opiumpacht is divided into two major proposals in the opium and opium pak regions while the Amfioensocetiest has long been abolished by Daendels, the regulation reduces opium producers" Anita said.
"Is the intelligence service investigating him?", asked the father.
"Not only are they investigating it but they are starting to limit it and pursue international opium smugglers today" Anita said.
"It's a game, Anita ! And at least we'll have some fun in this, son, what do you need to fear?" said the relaxed father.
"Happy for Tungga's life ? It won't ! I will stop her and bring her back home with me, father!", Anita said.
"Anita!", said the father in a loud voice.
Anita ignored Mahatir Wijaya's call and continued to walk down the steps of the porch of the father's mansion.
"Anita ! Back!", cried father.
Anita is still walking and has been in the middle of the courtyard of the house.
Dad turned his head towards his men.
"Prevent him ! And make sure you lock it up until the opium reaches the hands of Tribuwana!", father ordered.
Both of Mahatir Wijaya's men simply nodded their heads quickly and took action immediately.
Without saying much the two burly men walked down the porch.
Fast-forward to Anita.
"What ? What the fuck is this ? Let go of me!!!", cried Anita.
When both of Mahatir Wijaya's men forced him to join them by force.
"Dad ! What does this mean?", cried Anita.
Dad just stood still without making a sound and sucked back the cigar in his hand when he saw the two men holding Anita.