Two Traitors
Eps. 44 ARFAN CONDITIONS

Pov Aisyah's

At 11:30. after finishing a meeting with my staff in the office. I decided to eat lunch and worship first. because it will be 02:00 noon, later, I have an event to fill out a seminar on success in old age.

While waiting for the order to come, I took my phone in the bag, then pressed the phone number inside.

"Hello! What's up, Mom?" ask mebok Iyem after the phone is connected.

"Arfan's been fed, hasn't he, mbok?" I asked who was always worried about my son's whereabouts.

"Already, Mom! I just delivered it to his room."

"Why does my son continue to do so?"

"Sleep, Mom."

"yes, if so. Thank you! Let it be later too if he is hungry will definitely eat." said I who felt relieved after knowing the whereabouts of my son, Then I disconnected the phone.

After finishing lunch. I headed to the mosque office, to attend congregational prayers with other employees. finished performing the prayer zuhur, I was escorted my driver to the seminar place.

At 16:30. I finally got back to my house. I quickly went to the kitchen to tell Mbok Yem to prepare food for Arfan. Previously cleaned my body first, I was able to do so, let's go later when I finish the bath, I'll just go upstairs. To feed my son like I always do.

After finishing cleaning the body, I took the food that had been prepared by mbok iyem. then climbed up the stairs, to go up to the second floor of my house. do not forget to take the flashlight that I have prepared with so many reserves.fear that the flashlight that was slammed last night by Arfan.

As usual, before I entered I would say a greeting first. then push the door of Arfan's room.seen beside the door, there was a tray containing food, complete with fruits. but after I noticed, the food remained intact, nothing changed at all, because however Arfan refused to communicate with others, but he would still fill his stomach.

I slowly stepped on my feet, cautiously.afraid to step on a piece of glass, approaching the bed.Arfan was asleep with a blanket on.

"Wake, Fan! it's afternoon. Let's eat first, you just ate breakfast today." I woke him up.

As usual Arfan will not respond, will not move his body to wake up. as if he does not care about the presence of his mother. I waited patiently for my son to wake up. Hoping he would respond to my call without having to pull it.

"Let's get up!" I cried back while continuing to scan the body of my son covered in blankets.

Seeing no response, I watched my son's body not moving at all. made my heart a little turbulent, afraid he was doing the reckless thing as before.

After several times I woke him up, by calling his name, but Arfan did not respond at all. I curiously pulled the blanket that covered my son's body.

The deg!

My heart stopped instantly, after I did not see Arfan under the blanket, I frantically pulled the entire blanket that covered the pillow and bolster. after I didn't find I continued down every corner of the room. Starting from the bathroom, balcony, closet, all that is not missed from the observation.

"Arabine! Alfaaaaaaan!" I shouted as I continued to search the entire room, which was on the second floor.

I kept screaming my son's name, making my house boisterous. Before long Mbok iyem approached, his breath gasping maybe he ran while climbing the stairs.

"Arabine! Arfan, missing mbok!" I said as I continued to search regardless of the new person coming.

"Where to go?"  mbok iyem asked, who looks bod0h, Maybe he also felt panicked by the loss of my son, because if we knew that his name was not lost

"Don't ask too many questions! quickly find help! in all the rooms." I cried.

Without any more questions, with Sigap Mbok Iyem help find the whereabouts of Arfan, combing every corner of the room on the second floor.

"Rfaaaaaaaaaaaan! Arfaaaaaaaaaaan!

We both searched while continuing to call his name, thus making the second floor room become a little rowdy.sounding a rare roar that ran up the stairs. I happily ran towards the stairs, hoping that Arfan would come.

"What's up, Mom?" asked Arman who was followed by Mr. Andi behind him. Makes me take a little deep breaths because Hope is Not as beautiful as reality.

"You seen Arfan?"

"I was on my guard this afternoon, I didn't see anyone Ma'am." explained Arman.

"Yes already! now you can block access out of the house, fearing my son will leave the house. Then you help us find out where Arfan is.  And if you can ask for help with the security guard who is standing guard in front." I cried the same security guard who just came.

After getting the order, Arman again ran down the stairs, to carry out all my commands. While Mr. Andi helped me and mbok iyem looking for the existence of Arfan. But after a long search for the existence of Arfan on the second floor. The three of us did not find anyone there. After feeling confident that my son was not on that floor, I accompanied by my two housekeeping assistants, started to go down looking on the first floor.

I continued to search every corner of my house, which might be used as a hiding place.At that time Arman followed by the two complex guards came over.

"Quick you search around the page, later when it is dark it will be more difficult to find it." I asked to divide the task in order to quickly find the person we are looking for.

I've never locked my son's bedroom door, now I'm starting to regret why I got so attached to it. I don't want to consider Arfan a madman.he only felt sad after two traitors destroyed his life, Arfan just need encouragement to come back to life.so I assume Locking the door of his room, Arfan, it was wrong, inhumane, but only now do I realize the mistake.

"How's it?" I asked Mr. Andi, who I assigned to look in the kitchen area.

"Nothing, ma'am."

"Yes already! Repeat the search carefully, Let no place be missed." I cried while shouting. An annoyance filled the soul Because it has useless men.

I headed towards the side yard, seen Arman accompanied by the two Complex guards.they were also looking in every area that could possibly be used as a hiding place by Arfan. I asked them the same question, but the answer remained the same, they did not find Arfan my son.

The search for my son stopped, after the Maghrib prayer rang.The six of us gathered on the porch of the house. To rest first.

"How's it?" I asked as I divided my gaze to everyone who was in front of me.

"Nothing, ma'am! I've been through all the areas next to the house, even into the fish pond, swimming pool.all I'm looking for is not missed." arman answered, his pants were wet as if they had just splashed out of the water.

"Not at home, mom! we've combed up to three times, but Mr. Arfan is nowhere to be found." Pak Andi also gave his report.

I took a deep breath, confused to find Arfan where else to go.

"Mom's seen the CCTV footage?" Ask the complex security guard who has been listening since.

Hearing such advice, I quickly got up followed by the five people who helped me look for Arfan. towards the CCTV monitor room, the mind was so confused and so panicked, so it was unthinkable to find out through the video footage.

After being in the CCTV control room, Arman quickly operated to play back the video shown.

It is clearly visible in the CCTV footage, showing Arfan standing while staring at the locked Rooftop door. Long standing Arfan went back into his room, but shortly after, he came out while sneaking down the stairs.

After being on the ground floor, he looks like a peek outside the house, and Arman also looks to leave his post, with the opportunity Arfan out of the gate, Arfan, no one knows his disappearance.

"I'm sorry, ma'am! I'm negligent." said Arman, bowing his gaze.

"Now is not the time to blame each other, you do not bear the responsibility to help me. Now please help me find the whereabouts of my son, and for the two of you please check the CCTV in our complex. in order to easily find the whereabouts of Arfan." I replied, because this all happened Not purely the fault of Arman. there is also my fault that is negligent never Lock the door of my son's room, which is in severe depression.

After sharing our duties, we began to split up to find the whereabouts of my son, but first I took the time to carry out my duties, as a Muslim, ending with a prayer for the safety of my son.