Treasure, Throne, Renata
Caught Wet Story Rayendra

20.35 WIB – Vesper Sky Bar

“ Fad, you are sure we samperin go inside?”, ask me as soon as we arrive in front of the hotel which is in the center of Bandung.

“ Yes Mas we enter, the bar is on the top floor”, said Fadli while looking up at the building in front of us. There was a rumble of EDM music coming from the bar in the hotel rooftop.

“ We have to find a reservation on behalf of Ivan or Renata Fad”, I said as I stepped inside the building.

We immediately got into the elevator that took us to the rooftop, the place where Renata and Ivan used to meet. My feelings have dag dug not careless, I want to immediately hit his face if I find them both. Finally the elevator door opened in front of a bar full of young people. The rumbles of music from Disk jockey's performance add to the boisterous atmosphere, I had trouble finding Renata in it.

“ Night Sir, have you booked in advance?”, greet a bar attendant standing up to welcome us.

“ Not yet, I want to find my client. There is a reservation on behalf of Ivan?”, I ask.

“ Good I search for a moment yes. Can you know his full name, sir?”, asked the officer while typing a finger on the computer keyboard.

“ I forgot his full name. But initial last name letters ‘D’ sure”.

“ In the name of Ivan there are 3 people Sir, but his last name is nothing starting from the letter D”, replied the officer.

“ May I know Mas's table number? Let in I make sure one by one”, my question.

“ Sorry Father, there has been an appointment before? Because their table is full Pak”.

“ Emmmmh not yet, this is an impromptu meeting aja”, I replied with uneasiness, a large-bodied security began to notice the two of us.

“ Mas, we reserve 1 table for two people. On behalf of Fadli ya”, Fadli serobot on the bar attendant. He poked me to shut up and follow his plan.

Finally we were escorted by a waiter to a table overlooking the panorama of Bandung City. My eyes were combing all over, and there were a lot of people coming tonight. The puff of cigarette smoke, the frenzied laughter of visitors, and the passing waiter blocked my view. Fadli finally ordered two bottles of beer for us, while throwing a look for Renata in this bar.

“ Look Renata not Fad?”, ask me while drinking beer in my hand.

“ More nyari Mas, full here. In the corner area there is dark, I can not see”, point it.

“ Duh where the laptop abis batrenya, I can not open their WA deh”, I said.

“ Nothing Mas, we just check one-on-one. Maybe Rena's mother has not reached”, he said.

We looked around the bar not too big. The low noise of the music blending in harmony with the laser lights adds to the lively atmosphere. Just like my heart was beating fast, it felt impatient to meet the figure of Ivan who was flirting with my wife.

“ Fad, you try to muter to indoor area. Who knows they're in”, I ordered Fadli to go inside.

“ Ready Mas, I tried to go inside ya”, he replied as he stepped foot into the non-smoking area.

Long enough Fadli traveled around every corner of the room, until finally he returned to the table while struggling.

“ Mas, I think I saw Ma'am Rena, she wears white”, he said.

“ Who's the same?”.

“ Same guy but not so obvious. It's dark in Dalem, Mas”.

“ Where does it sit? Not really with Ivan?”.

Fadli pulled my arm to follow into the room he had just entered. Suddenly, someone patted me on the shoulder.

“ On why here !!!”.

My reflexes were in shock. Shocked because my shoulder was patted hard, also shocked because the voice turned out to belong to Renata.

“ Ren, how are you here? Who in who?”, I wonder to see the figure of Renata who stands with his black dress.

“ I finished meeting with clients, then see you guys whispers are not clear fromadi”, he replied tightly.

“ Uh Ma'am Rena, I'm buying Mas Ray here. The story is again farewell with Mas Ray”, replied Fadli held shame.

“ Farewell really alone, why am I not invited?”, he asked cynically.

“ Just want WA Mbak Renata. The others I have invited but do not want Mbak”, he lied.

“ I'm done, you want to be with Fadli or come home?”, he asked cynically to me.

“ Already got his car nih Ren, we go home now”, take me to Renata who is still standing while bending his face.

He walked quickly away from me without further ado, his face looking irritated and reluctant to look at me. Fadli let the two of us go home first, his face also looked pale, not expecting that our action to catch Renata failed miserably.

BRACKET

Renata closed the car door loudly, her mouth mute while staring out the window.

“ You want to do the hell just now?”, he asked.

“ Fadli ngajakin nge-beer aja Ren, I swear”, I replied.

“ Said he didn't have any money, but instead hungkong”.

“ Loh, I also paid. I'm the one who asked you, who did you meet? Why should the meeting be at a bar like that?”, elakku no less fierce.

“ Yes likes-love the meeting, who also paid him”, he replied.

“ Who is it?”.

“ Old temen, he wants to give me work “, he replied ketus.

“ Yes what is his name?”.

“ Why are you so possessive of gini? Can't believe me?”.

“ I'm your husband Ren. A wife should never go out without her husband's permission. All day I clean up the office, you do not tell me at all”, I replied while holding back anger.

“ Loh you will know that the work I met many people at any time. I'm not Rania's rich housewife huh. Don't ever want me to be with him”, she said.

“ But at least say the same I every want to meet people, let alone the same guy!!!”, I snapped.

“ Did you accuse me of cheating? Udah cape-cape nyari money instead of appreciated even suspected”, snapped no less fierce.

“ If you are not cheating answer my question first. Who did you meet at the bar with?”.

“ Former boss I was, I tell you also you will not know”, he said with a sigh of annoyance.

I tried to hold myself back so my emotions wouldn't explode in this car. Earlier, the online taxi driver noticed us through the middle rearview of his car. On the way to the apartment we were silent to each other.

22.00 WIB – Renata Apartment

“ Ren, sorry I. I just talked rudely with you”, I said apologizing.

“ Yes, I'm tired. Do not want to discuss this again with kamu”, he replied as he passed to the bathroom.

I sat down at my desk charging my dead laptop battery. I wait until the screen can turn on and immediately I open the laptop that I want to open.

I let my laptop speaker go, I opened the browser and I dropped a pointer to Renata's WhatsApp Web.

PINGING

PINGING

PINGING

PINGING

PINGING

A series of messages went into his phone. I'm looking for Renata's conversation with that damn guy, certainly a lot of conversations I missed when my laptop died. But how shocked when their conversation is no longer found. Where is the man's contact?. While sneaking around I looked for Renata's phone, apparently still stored in her bag.

“ Shit, Renata changed her phone password !!!”.

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Ciecieeee. Tell Ray who the guy is? Or justin aja he was curious, wrong himself used to play behind from Rania 😈