Two Traitors
Eps. 112 Where's Karla?

Pov Arfan's.

At 08:00, as usual I was in the office, faced with a stack of neatly arranged files on the table. With a sigh I began to open one by one the files to learn. Until I finally started to get involved in work.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

About an hour passed, the door of my office room was knocking. After I let it go, enter Dali while the beard saluted.

"Good morning sir! need coffee?" wait before sitting.

"Well steady! I can!" I answered while lifting my thumb.

Dali went back outside the office to make what he had to offer, waiting for him to come back with two cups of coffee and put them on the table.

"It's okay, sir? I'm in the coffee here." asked Dali while keeping the coffee on the table.

"Can! Answer me while saving the file I'm studying.

"There's good news sir!" He said, pulling up a chair, and then he sat down in front of me.

"What good news?" I asked while taking the coffee on the table, then sipped it a little because it was still hot. It can bring my mind back to the press.

"The Bagaskara company is holding a tender, they told us to prepare the final presentation on the night of the announcement.because there are three companies that he said are difficult to disqualify.because the three companies are very interesting concepts, very interesting, they are confused as to who the winner of the tender is. So they decided on the project holder, later after hearing the presentation." reports Dali explaining his discovery.

"Who's in the big three?"

"Our company, and the other two are Atri group and Erni Group" Dali replied.

"Great as well yes, our company can enter." I said with a smile, feeling proud because my office work is not in vain.

"Yes Sir! Thank God, this is the notice" Dali said, handing over a white envelope with a letter.

I took the envelope, opened it and read the letter carefully, sure enough what was delivered by dali. that my company is among the top three that will win the tender and must prepare the final presentation as an assessment.

"Keep now What should we do?" dali asked after seeing me put the envelope back in.

"Today you make a schedule to discuss the tender that we are handling.we review it! anything that is lacking and must be perfected because the time is so tight we must not waste time."

"Well Sir!"

Finally, we both were too wrapped in discussing the problems of jobs, both being handled and not yet, until finally we decided to hold the meeting, the meeting, at 10:00 because it will be noon there is an event to meet clients.

That day I was busy with various office jobs, ranging from taking care of tenders and meeting some clients.until finally at 17:00 I was only able to go home to my mother.

After arriving home, I talked for a while with my mother and then headed to the house of Mr. Umar, to carry out my routine that is still learning to teach.

I just got to the mosque which is close to the house of Mr. Umar, when the completion of the Adhan maghrib. the traffic jammed make me a little late, Lucky I can still perform congregational prayers

Finished performing the prayer, Mr. Umar who became a congregational prayer priest glanced at one of the residents who participated in the congregation and then told the residents to lead dhikr. After giving up his duties he approached me.

"Karla's home yet?" asked Mr. Umar while whispering afraid of disturbing the event dzikir ba'da salat.

"I mean sir?" I asked because I didn't understand.

"Karla's coming home with you, right?" ask Mr. Umar who increasingly makes me not understand.

"No sir! why emang?"

"Oh God! where's my son." Said Mr. Umar without caring about my question.he got up from his seat.by rushing he also came out of the mosque to go home.I who saw Mr. Umar very panicked., I was very panicked., Decided to follow Mr. Umar behind, fearing anything happened to the family of Mr. Umar.

"Yahoooo! Oh, karaaaaaa!" Call Mr. Umar after reaching his house, then he immediately went upstairs.

I was tailing behind Mr. Umar, my heart suddenly racing.Seeing this awkwardness, afraid of anything happening as the strange girl.

"Yahoo! Karlaa! Karla!" Mr. Umar continued to call his only child, while pushing the door of Karla's room, but when the door opened there was no one in it.

"Where's karla going?" asked Mr. Umar while dropping the body sitting on his son's bed, Maybe he felt weak knowing the very sad truth in his life.

"This is how the story goes, sir?" I ask who still doesn't understand.

"From this afternoon I was waiting for Karla to come home, but a long wait for Karla not to come. I guess my son went the same nak Arfan, because usually like that. but now I have to how? My son is gone." asked Mr. Umar who was seen in his petals there was a clear liquid, as he blinked his eyes the liquid spilled over his cheeks.

"Silent father! I called her for a moment." I said while taking out the mobile phone from Karla, then pressed the girl's number to call her.

"How's it?" asked Mr. Umar who looked expectantly at me who was confused.

"Not active sir!" I answered while breathing.

"Where are you Karla!" murmured Mr. Umar while wiping the clear liquid that continues to spill.

"So calm father! I will follow to the office, Who knows he is still working overtime." said I calm Mr. Umar, although in fact I also feel panic.

Not waiting for Mr. Umar's answer, I went straight downstairs, to look for Karla's whereabouts in Mom's office, but before I left the house, seen Mr. Umar following me from behind.

"Where are you going, sir?" I asked who stopped and stared at him.

"Mr come along! You do not calm down if you do nothing." pinta Pak Umar.

"May sir, come on!" I answered while allowing Mr. Umar to walk first.

Finally we walked down the Gang out of the village, to my car parked on the side of the road. After getting to the car we both got into it, without any talk, no talk, I started driving to Mom's Corporate Office.

On the way to the office, Mr. Umar several times requested that he get down there, because the situation was quite jammed, so that the car I was driving was not free to drive. But I kept her calm so she wouldn't look for Karla alone.

20 Minutes passed, finally we just arrived at the office.quickly I got off the car followed by Mr. Umar to the security guard office.

"Good night sir!" My father was with the Post guard.

"Night too, sorry who you are and what needs?" Asked the security guard to make me slightly round my eyes.

"I'm Arfan! I used to be a cleaning service employee here."

"Why do you want to come at night?"

"I want to find my supervisor's whereabouts, did you see."

"What's his name?"

"Mrs Karla!" my clear.

"Sorry Sir! if you want to see Mother Karla, tomorrow you come again here, because all office employees have gone home to their respective homes."

"Sirwhere to?" I asked who didn't feel like talking to her.

"Why is Mr Sandi? You actually want to see Karla's mom what's Mr Sandi?"

"I'm looking for Karla, but asking you is really hard."

"Be careful what you say, sir! if you have no clear interest, please leave my office!" throw out the security guard made me clench my hands, if not spread himself, it feels like I want to beat the security guard.

I took my phone and pressed my mother's number. "Hello what's the fan?" ask me on the other end of the phone.

"Mom has a security number called a password?" Much

"So, why?"

"Karla hasn't come home yet, I'm afraid anything's happened."

"You're looking for Karla what's looking for Mr Sandi?"

"Karla Ma'am! but who knows if Mr. Sandi has any information about him." I replied explaining.

"Where are you now?"

"In the group Atri office!"

"Yes, wait a minute! I'll have Mr. Sandi meet you later."

Finally the phone was cut off, Mr. Umar who had since looked agitated. after knowing I had not called him was approaching

"How's it?" asked Mr. Umar looking at me.

"Shortly Sir! I'm looking for help again. So be patient!" while staring at the mobile phone screen, before long the phone reads. There is a mother's number calling.