When Love Comes And Goes
Episode 85's

As per the direction from Mayang, after one week of investigation, the villagers found an irregularity downstream of the forest. There is a building in the form of a bamboo hut in the forest. There is suspicious activity in it.

RT chiefs and other residents reported the incident by going to the nearest police station they could reach while carrying evidence in the form of images they took.

That day there was a siege around the suspected forest. Mayang himself, sitting daydreaming in amben. Hold up his chin with his hands, bored. Iri saw residents who went back and forth across his house to uncover cases of losing someone in the village.

"Hhmm ... Why don't you let me go, anyway? 'Kan, the boss will be if you just sit here," complained Mayang staring at the river bank filled with residents and police.

"Darling! Hayu urang nempo ka. Teu biasana maneh, tea, cicing wae di Imah." (Day! Let's look down. You don't usually stay at home).

A group of young mothers who were friends of Mayang as a child, invited him to go see. Mayang snorted, remember the threat of Ambu.

"Teu meunang ku Ambu." (Can't be the same Ambu).

He grumbled while grunting avoiding their slightly mocking gazes.

"Tuh, just found out how it feels to be banned. You, mah, never want to hear Ambu's talk, anyway." They laughed as they continued their steps down from Mayang's house to the river bank.

Mayang grumbled in his heart, he also wanted to go to be able to see the raid. There are a lot of reporters coming to cover. They were seen questioning the citizens.

"Ih, basic. Tell me you want to enter tv," Mayang sneered when he saw some residents who crowded in front of the camera.

"They're nothing there. Make a cop bustle who's working." He sighed heavily beside Mayang.

On his lap a plate of boiled cassava still puffed smoke. Mayang mendelik then plucked one piece of cassava stew in the lap of Ambu.

The two no longer paid much attention to the people under the river. Until a row ensues, two strangers are arrested by police and taken out of the woods. People left the river, with both hands handcuffed.

"Tuh, Ambu. That man that Mayang saw yesterday in the river!" maiang shouted while pointing at one of the men tied up by his hands.

Ambu memicing because they can not see clearly the appearance of everyone. They are all fog-shaped in the distance, will be in the form when it is near.

Mayang stared at the motorcade while chewing cassava. His gaze collided with the male bead he met on the riverbank last time. He grinned sharply, there was no regret let alone fear to be seen on his face.

"Excuse me, sister Mayang?"

Mayang gasped when a policeman and a news reporter reprimanded him. He looked up with a surprised face.

"L-yes!"

Interviews with the child were also conducted. Just contact Mayang in the news, horrendous some residents of Jakarta. The students who were watching the news show, squealed to see the figure of Mayang being interviewed.

"Mother Mayang! That's Mayang's mom! My teacher's mother, Mom!" The average children of the Mayang disciples squealed like that.

"Mother! When are you going to Jakarta? Zalfa was kangen with her mother," the little girl in front of the television that Mayang had given her.

He and his grandmother were watching television and accidentally saw the news in Mayang village.

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"You take care of all the meetings today, I have to leave right now" the king said with a sense of uneasiness that clouded his heart.

Just now he saw the news of Mayang village, where his future wife was interviewed about the horrendous incident.

"It's more important than the meeting. I have to go!" The king interrupted the assistant's words, then grabbed the car keys and left.

He was worried about Mayang's situation, because to get news from him by phone, he could not do. Without thinking long, he will bring Mayang from his village because it feels unsafe.

"What happened in that village? The criminals take advantage of the state of the forest in the village to hide. Damnit damnit! Is Mayang and her mother okay?"

The king continued to mutter thinking about Mayang's state. Though he saw his future wife was fine, but only to make sure she could not stay silent in Jakarta.

The car drove at high speed, crucifying other vehicles blocking the road. A journey that is not short, he willing to take to see the idol of the heart.

While Mayang, sighing repeatedly in order to normalize the heartbeat that is not stopping racing. He was nervous about having to talk in front of the camera.

"You're so bothered about this, Chu. You do not want to go to the police station for information. Though you do not find anything, especially if you are determined," said Ambu with a long sigh.

Choosing silence because they do not want to be involved, in the end the information from Mayang is needed. The two criminals they found were two recidivist cases of juvenile molestation that were rife in big cities.

"Yes, how else, Ambu. 'Kan, who reported the first same Mr. RT was Mayang," said Mayang realized his responsibility.

Ambu just stroked his chest with a sigh, it was unexpected that in a safe and peaceful village it would be visited by criminals.

Mr. Tohir came to pick up, both of them left the village to the police station to give information. Just make sure that the men they catch are the same men Mayang saw the other day.

Once out of the village, Mayang's cell phone rang incessantly. A message from Zalfa, from Tsabit, also the King of course. However, Mayang could not reply at that time. Just a message from Zalfa that he replied, saying he was fine.

Desire rushes over the recesses of the soul, towards his little girl whom he loves dearly.

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The king chose the toll road to avoid the traffic jam. The time is a little faster than yesterday. Not until four hours, the King has arrived in the subdistrict of Cigemblong.

He pulled out his phone and called Mayang. Just got the woman out of the police station.

"Yes, assalamu'alaikum! I'm fine, sorry I haven't had time to clear the message because I just got out of the police station." Mayang quietly listened.

"I'm on the road, I'm in Cigemblong. I can't calm down if you haven't done well, Mayang."

Mayang widened, his body like being stung by electricity heard the King who soon arrived in his village.

"Yes already."

Mayang turned off the phone and rushed to Mr. Tohir and asked him to go home immediately.

"Come, sir, let's go home soon."

"Why? I think that's panic?" ask Mr. Tohir while smoking his cigarette.

"The king will soon be at home, sir!" pekik Mayang hysterical.

"Astaghfirullah, the Ujang?"

"Yes, Sir. Hurry along!"