A Friend from Malaysia

Monta Somnang

"Where are we really going?" yola asked in confusion.

His stupor from earlier finally ended after he pretended to be unconscious for four hours. And now his body successfully achy-fee because it had to lie in the same position for hours.

"Udah, you follow me. That cooperative. The sooner you recite the sooner you are returned to the Nirwan family!" answer Eva sok indifferently.

Martin who had been driving to the airport was silent.

"But where are we going first? Eva, what the hell is this? You also have not been clear why I can sleep and just wake up tonight? We're not at the market, are we?" yola asked, still in a confused tone.

"Ihhh, chatty! Just keep trying, keep being that obedient kid!"

They arrived at the airport shortly. Yola Mash frowned.

"Where are we going? I want to go home! Later Brother and Ammar will find me!" whining.

Eva did not heed Yola's whining. As soon as they reached the airport parking lot, Eva exited immediately after Martin exited.

"You two wait here! I want to take care of the procedure as well as the staff, so that we do not get caught by other airport officers when we have arrived later" ordered Martin.

Eva nodded.

After Martin, Yola pulled Eva's arm

"How about, Brother. I didn't expect that the edges had to go to Cambodia. I thought we were just going to lure his father out to come to Malaysia here" whined Yola.

"I thought so too. But since Martin had a plan to take your fingerprints out of a Pnom Penh safe, so the police team here agreed to follow him there. Ilham also already knew, at first he was angry but already wet like this, can not retreat again. We still have to move forward, Yol!" said Eva.

Yola became confused to hear it.

"Unfortunately, the Malaysian police team has been coordinating with the police there to try to trap Lucas, you are worried" Eva continued.

"But what about my content? Is it dangerous to get on a plane? I can feel that my current brother must be very anxious. He yesterday-yesterday should not let me go back to Jakarta for seven months because of fear or soybeans or there is a negative impact if I get on a plane," Yola whined.

"I've discussed it with Martin earlier, there are medical personnel who accompany us during the trip later," added Eva.

"really?" Yola doubted.

Eva nodded.

"Yes, don't worry too much. There's Phnom Penh police who will follow and ensure our safety when we get there." Again, Eva tried to calm Yola down.

"Va, I'm scared ...."

"What the hell are you, Yola. Very amused to hear you spoiled gini ever since we know big brother adek. I swear, jijay gua hear it!" murmur Eva.

"Diiih, why? You are my brother, right? What's wrong with spoiled adek with his own brother? Ihhh strange!" reply Yola.

"Udah, stop, shut up! He came here!" Eva codes with her glance, as Martin comes in with one of the men picking them up.

"Yuk, go! We went to the hangar to see the plane" Martin said.

A hangar is a closed structure, where aircraft take shelter inside a large protective warehouse. Easy language think of it like a garage, yeah!

"There's a doctor, right?" ask Eva.

Martin nodded.

"There's only a nurse, I think it's enough to keep watch if she's why-why _8 on the plane" Martin said, pointing to Yola.

"Where are we going?" Yola came back with her skit, pretending not to know.

"Don't ask too many questions if you and the baby in your stomach still want to survive. I just need you to stick your finger tomorrow on the detector at Pnomh Penh. Once all is done, you will be safely returned to your family. So don't say anything that makes me lose my temper!" martin said again.

"Well, I'll be quiet from now on!" answer Yola. "But promise me my return, once your goal is done!"

Feeling no need to say yes, Martin walked with the man to the hangar of a private plane that his father had rented for their trip to Cambodia.

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After traveling on a non-commercial plane for almost two hours, Yola, Eva and Martin and a caretaker are deliberately taken to ensure Yola's safety during the trip finally arrived at a hotel. Sure enough, they can get away with it at the airport without being asked for a passport and visa to enter the country.

"Wait for the morning we'll go to the bank to get the statue" Martin said.

"Statue?" Yola stunned.

Martin is suspicious of Yola.

"Hmmm, sculpture. You know something?"

Not wanting to make things more complicated, Yola just shook her head.

"No, no. I was just wondering and wondering what kind of statue and how valuable it is to be kept in a bank like this" Yola said.

Yola was just stunned.

The golden statue he had remembered vaguely. And what he heard was what Lucas fussed about to grudge at Atok Yahya and his grandfather, Salim Gunawan.

"I can't remember!" answer Yola firmly.

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Flashbacks

At that time Yola was a child, aged 10 years, he was invited by his grandfather to vacation in Kuala Lumpur, to his grandfather's best friend. Then from Jakarta, they finally stopped in Kuala Lumpur, at the residence of Tengku Yahya Nirwan.

"Well, you really don't want to take that Somnang Montha? We didn't steal it. I mean we did steal it but from thieves too. And the statue is time we return it to the man" Salim Gunawan told his friend.

A few years earlier, they found a golden statue, which they obtained from a pirate ship. The dispute between the pirates led them to bloodshed, and in order to protect the soul they were forced to kill someone and throw it into the middle of the sea. Then the small ship they brought themselves sailed until they reached Cambodia.

There the loot of passengers they sell with the help of a friend until they get enough money for the cost and business capital. But the existence of the golden statue is a concern between the two. Left dear, sold will not be easy as it seems.

"You know, he couldn't hide the statue for much longer. He informed me and asked to bring the statue from his home" Salim said. What he meant by Salim was one of their friends who they had long entrusted the golden statue of Montha Somnang.

Yahya thought.

"Then we keep it in a safe place and do not have to worry about anyone going after it" replied Tengku Yahya. "Saye is worried that if we give back, we will be accused of stealing it."

"Save where?" salim asked not understanding.

"Kat Pnom Penh there are banks that can store such valuables. We can keep it there," said Yahya.

Then the three of them went to Cambodia with Salim's granddaughter who knew nothing of it. He was only taken on vacation by his grandfather, because he was a favorite granddaughter. He was more affectionate than his cousin Eva, so he was the only one invited to leave.

Arriving at Phnom Penh, Salim Gunawan seems to change his mind.

"How about if we try to contact the owner first, we just return it, so that we escape our burden and do not feel responsible again with this," he suggested.

From the very beginning of the statue in their hands, Salim and Yahya had known its owner. He was a wealthy businessman in Pnomh Penh. Determined, the three go to the businessman's house and say their good faith is to return the golden statue to its owner. But unexpectedly, the aging businessman had his gaze even pounded on the figure of little Yolanda.

"Is she your daughter? " ask the man to Salim Gunawan where Yolanda is spoiled. He asked if Yolanda was Salim's daughter.

"Oh, notes. She is my grand daughter, sir," Salim replied with a laugh. He explains that Yolanda is not his son, but his grandson.

Unexpectedly, the man who owned Montha Somnang instead told Yolanda to come closer and sit on his lap. Using fluent English but not yet understood by Yolanda at that time, he spoke to the little girl before him.

"Monta was your age when she died. My only son is so precious that I cannot reveal how precious he is to us. Making her a golden statue in her memory was a manifestation of our love for her. But who would have thought that the statue even brought misfortune and wretched others? On that ship I heard until someone lost his property to death by being robbed by pirates. It distressed my wife, and finally went away from me following our son, Monta, it was a deep wound that I had felt in my life.

Now that I am old, the golden statue is of no use to me, soon I will catch up with them. Bequeathing to relatives will make them fight each other and fight over it. One that I realized for several years, my Monta even though it was an intangible statue, it turns out that he was always in my memory. No need to sculpt a golden statue to remember him, he is always precious in my memories. Little girl, I'm handing it to you!"

Salim and Yahya were surprised, not expecting that the owner of the golden statue would present it to Yolanda. While Yola who did not understand anything could only look at the old man who was holding her in his arms with a puzzled look.

Despite how Yahya and Salim refused, the owner of the statue remained adamant not to accept the gold statue being returned to him. Until Yahya and Salim returned to the original plan, storing the gold statue in a bank there, because carrying one quintal of gold is also not an easy thing to do.

"Yeah, let's get this straight. Although the golden statue was given its owner directly to Yolanda, we are together who fought together from the past. Can't we just take the statue to the goldsmith and for two, Yolanda and your granddaughter?"

Salim felt bad for Yahya because the statue of Montha Somnang was given only to Yolanda, while Yahya also had a lot in it to make the gold statue safe until now. But it turned out that Salim's words made Yahya laugh.

"Let it be a mistress for Yolanda and Ilham later on. Salim, saye really wants to make Yolanda a wife for Inspiration later, can I?" ask Yahya.

Salim Gunawan only responded with a laugh while nodding.

"They look good" he said.

After confirming with the bank their intention to save the statue of Montha Somnang was back to the original plan. With the help of a facility car from the bank, the golden statue of Montha Somnang was successfully transported from their friend's house to the bank.

Those were the early years of digital advancement. Therefore, the locking of bank vaults also applies a digital system. The device used to lock the safe is a fingerprint sensor. And on Yahya's advice, they used Yolanda's fingerprints to lock the safe.

*Flashback Off*

Then why did Yahya Nirwan not tell about the existence of the statue to Ilham and Yola before he died? Since Salim Gunawan died, Yahya always felt that Salim died in an unnatural way. He was worried that someone would deliberately harm Salim because of the statue of the Somnang. That's why his anxiety led to his silence about the existence of valuables belonging with Yola and Ilham in other countries. He wanted to let the statue of Monta Somnang forget it. After all, Ilham and Yola have had more than enough lives and economies today. Why would he want to get his granddaughter and granddaughter-in-law in trouble? Nah! He can't let it. But then at the end of his death when he met Lucas, he felt the need to give a will. She was worried for the man, and her worries became real the moment Yuri came jumping over his window. Because Lucas' goal has turned into targeting his company.

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Vaguely Yola's long-preserved memories are now present as she stands in front of the classic building before her. It's the same bank he went to with his grandfather and another friend of his grandfather's. And ... and ... is it possible that it was Atok Yahya?

"The building looks old, huh?" muttered Eva admired the exterior and interior of the ancient bank.

"This building has been around since the seventies, let's get in! We're not here for a picnic!" answer Martin ketus.

Yola goes back in time. Yeah, he's pretty sure now that he's been here. After following Martin's instructions, Yola immediately went to the customer service department and explained what the purpose was to come here and showed customer service a number of data that showed that he was the customer who owned one of the valuables stored in the bank that's. Really out of nowhere Lucas found his grandfather's data!

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