"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

Seeking a Shia

I got out of that house, with the road faltering. My ass that was blown due to the elbow of Mbak Mayang, was painful when I took it walking. In front of the gate, Usep greeted me with a face full of guilt.

"Non. Ms. Mayang brought a bodyguard that managed to paralyze my movements. I was beaten by two strong and big men. Again I'm sorry, Non." I grimaced at Usep's apologies, which had multiple cuts on his face and bruises on his hands. I understand him, because the arrival of Mbak Mayang and his Bodyguard was unexpected and very fast.

"Where's Non going?" Usep asked with a worried face.

"Seez, where's the car that took Sya going?"

"Eastern, Non" Usep said, pointing east with his thumb. I took a deep breath, I don't know what place Ma'am Mayang was going to take Sya. All I think about now is where Ma'am Mayang lives with her husband. But I don't know where it is. All I know and had heard from Mas Elang's conversation with Kak Bintang Negara at PerkaSya Restaurant the other day, that her husband Mbak Mayang who is now a rich businessman in the largest retail in the city.

Where should I find out the residence of Mbak Mayang's husband. This is the only way I can get Sya back into my hands, by meeting the Entrepreneur and telling him the truth. Thank goodness he wanted to hear my explanation and gave way so that Mbak Mayang would return Sya well to me.

For a moment I looked back, who knew Mas Eagle was following me and proposed to go together to look for Sya, because my existence was not far from Mas Eagle's house. But Mas Elang did not see the trunk of his nose. I sighed while holding tightness in the chest.

I intercepted an Argo Taxi, which happened to be passing by. Perfectly the taxi stopped right beside me. I immediately got into the taxi and sat in the passenger seat.

"Where, Ma'am?" The taxi driver asked but I could not find an answer to where I was heading. "Mr....!" his bluff, suddenly made me realize.

"Oh. Yes Sir. Where yes..I am actually also confused," said I was nervous and so confused myself.

"What's confused?" The taxi driver asked.

"Love me a chance to think, sir, for a moment!" my door.

"It seems I recognize Ma'am. Ma'am who used to take my taxi and when he wanted to pay apparently his wallet was left behind." The taxi driver tried to remember me. And when he said that, I immediately remembered who this taxi driver in front of me was and I was embarrassed to remember the incident.

"Sir Darma?" I'm sure this taxi driver is Mr. Darma, the taxi driver who used to free my taxi fare when I sulked for being kicked out of Mas Elang the other day. And now we are reunited in a mood of sadness that returns to my heart.

"That's really Neng, I'm Darma. Where did Neng go, to the point of confusion of his destination? Don't tell me there is a family problem yes, when viewed from the look on his face Neng is experiencing problems," guess Mr. Darma.

"Mr could have guessed I was having a problem. No sir, I have no problem. I was just confused where I was going. And I happen to intercept the taxi Mr, I feel grateful to be reunited with Mr. Darma," my sangkal who occasionally grimaced to feel pain in my butt due to the Mayang Mbak hit earlier.

"No problem how. Pelipis Neng alone was injured, must have been hit by a knock. Spitting out a little blood and since then Eneng grimaced despite trying to be covered." Hearing that I felt embarrassed and could only look down, slowly the water in the corner of the eyes fell one by one.

"I'm sorry, sir! I'm so hampering Mr. Darma's time," I said regretfully.

"It's okay, just relax. Emmm... Now if you may know, where are you going? If there is a problem like this, it is not good to travel. Moreover, Eneng's temple is injured." Mr. Darma feels sorry for me and does not have the heart to see me injured at the temple.

"But I have to go sir, let this matter really quickly be revealed and finished," I still sniffled.

"Actually if I may know, what problems are you facing?" Mr. Darma is trying to figure it out. I was still silent and confused whether to tell Mr. Darma or not.

"Pak Darma knows the biggest retail entrepreneur in town?" For a moment Mr. Darma frowned. I don't think Mr. Darma would know, so it's useless for me to ask.

"His name is Mr. Zulfikar Spelled, but he is known by the call of Mr. Zul. He's a notorious businessman."

"Lalim....?" sontak nyaliku shrieked at the despotic word that Mr. Darma said earlier. Apparently Mr. Darma knows a lot about the Retail businessman, it's not wrong I asked him.

"Yes, despots. Lalim if his opponent betrays or the people who negotiate in lies, what are his lies. So he did not hesitate to get rid of it," said Mr. Darma seriously while looking straight ahead.

I'm getting smitten by it. But I feel like I'm not an opponent but I want to try to find truth and justice. I want to straighten out Mba Mayang's problem and bring Sya back to my husband's Mas Eagle. That's my determination, even if the road has to be steep.

"What's the problem with asking Mr Zul?" Mr. Darma tried to look around. Finally without hesitation I told her about the things that became a burden on my mind. From since Mbak Mayang came and took forcibly Sya in a way that is not right. Until the anger of Mas Eagle who then told me to look for Sya until met with emotion.

"There should be strong evidence that could incriminate his wife, if it didn't exist then it was useless!"

"There you are, sir. Evidence of the recording of his wife's arrival in an inappropriate way has been I cantongi, even two recordings at once," I said relieved.

"It's good Neng. It can be easily solved once said Mr. Zul."

"But...if I reveal all this to Mr. Zul, would it not make his wife okay?" I was a little hesitant and afraid that after revealing all this something cruel would happen to Mbak Mayang by Mr. Zul, and I didn't want that to happen.

"That's not going to happen Neng, Mr. Zul is so deeply in love with his wife. But surely Mr. Zul will give something else that will certainly surprise his wife," said Mr. Darma enigmatic.

"I'll take Eneng there, but I can't take Eneng inside. I'm just saying, tell me what's really going on" Mr. Darma's message reminded.

The journey to the residence of Mr. Zul takes approximately 1 and a half hours. The taxi arrived at a magnificent and large Mansion. From here my struggle began to reclaim Sya from the hands of Mbak Mayang.

I got off the taxi under the eyes of worried Mr. Darma. I'm trying to convince Mr. Darma that I believe I can convince Mr. Zul of this, and expose the truth.