
The wall clock shows at nine p.m. when Karrel arrives at his apartment. He threw the car keys to the table and threw the body onto the sofa. He rubbed his face and took off his jacket. Today was really exhausting. After accompanying his mother this afternoon, he immediately returned to Jakarta. Actually wanted to go straight to Ara, but the girl did not pick up the phone. He wanted to know if the girl was okay. Karrel thought the girl was asleep so didn't want to interrupt. Tomorrow morning he went to his girlfriend's house.
He felt tired all day and needed enough rest. Alright. Tonight he just rested. After showering and getting back dressed, she wears a loose black t-shirt and white trousers, Karrel feels more comfortable. While drying his hair with a towel, he walked into the sitting room and turned on the television. Then he walked to the kitchen located not far from the sitting room and opened the closet.
There's no food. There's nothing there. He also forgot to buy food when he came home. Even the instant noodles are gone. He turned around, glanced at the television, then leaned over to open the lower closet door. Suddenly his movement stopped and with a single jolt he re-enforced the body. His eyes were staring at the television screen.
The television screen featured a female reporter reporting the news at the scene. In the background was a house that was already crowded with a crowd of people. The police tried to bring order to the people who were swarming at the scene. The atmosphere seemed to be frenzied, there were cries and cries of people wearing maid clothes. Some of them were seen with injuries.
Karrel snatched the remote control and hardened the volume of his television to hear the reporter's words.
"People who ambushed the home of famous artist Ravel allegedly kidnapped a girl who is known as her sister. Police lost track of the kidnapper but are still searching. Some of the house servants also suffered gunshot wounds and physical violence. We will continue to confirm the latest news about Ravel's family."
Karrel's eyes were glued to the television screen. His body stiffened, his heart pounding so hard. This is impossible. Ara's been kidnapped? He was still talking on the phone with the girl. God, tell me this isn't true. But the reporter stood right in front of Ara's house and mentioned Ravel's name as well as who was kidnapped.
Without thinking again, Karrel threw a towel on the floor, grabbed the car keys, and got out of the house. He drove the car at full speed, his hands clutching the steering wheel tightly until his knuckles turned white. Her feelings are chaotic. His heart was still pounding hard and his whole body felt cold.
He tried to contact Ara's phone but the results remained the same. The phone is not lifted. He decides to call Ravel but the man's number is also inactive. Along the way Karrel kept praying that Ara would be okay. Hopefully Ara is found quickly and not hurt. How did this happen? How could they kidnap her? Why should Arahanie? The girl was not wrong. How about…
The police guarding the front had banned him from entering but he still broke through by force. Karrel kept shouting while searching every corner of the room. His steps stopped in the middle room of the house that looked very chaotic. Even the man saw bullets on the floor. They use guns? The man panicked. He saw Ravel, Tristan and the old man he knew was Papa Ara sitting there.
"Where's aura?" ask in a low voice. I hope he gets the answer he wants. Unfortunately Ravel's gaze made her chest feel even more claustrophobic. He did not need the man's answer anymore, because the answer was already clearly emblazoned in the man's expression.
Karrel sat weakly beside Ravel. He clenched his hands tightly. He swore he would kill the man who kidnapped Ara if anything bad happened to his girlfriend. The man rubbed his face rough. His brain thought hard.
"Pa, you have a detective friend, don't you?" ravel asked looking at her papa. The old man had just looked down. Although he was still angry with Ara because of the departure of his wife, he did not expect the child he raised was kidnapped like this. In his seemingly calm demeanor, there was a sense of worry within him. He was thinking hard how to find the whereabouts of Ara.
"I've contacted him, he'll come after he's done duty." said the old man.
"I'm going to call my parents for help" Tristan said, reaching into a cell phone from his pocket.
At the same time Karrel's phone also rang. He quickly pulled the phone out of his pocket. I wish the one who called was Ara. Unfortunately, his mind was wrong. The star called. Karrel answered the call without passion.
The star asks what happened to Ara. They were all shocked when they saw the news. The star along with Devin and Ara's other friends are with them. Waiting for news Ara