
"So, what's your next plan Rin? I'm sure right now the media must be hunting you for clarification."
"Come on Fan, I don't know either. For sure for now I need a place to hide and calm down."
Ariana replied with a deep breath.
"Judah gini aja, what if for a while you live with my bud? I'm sure Bude wouldn't mind accepting you at his house. Because Bude also lives alone, since her late husband died in a plane crash. As for my cousin, he lives out of town more for the work he's working on."
Irfan.
"Inna Lillahi wa inna ilaihi roji. May the late husnul khotimah. But Fan, doesn't that bother your bude?"
Ask Arin.
Irfan shook his head while smiling.
"House is not far from here. I was planning to take you there, because I'm sure you'll need a place to calm down for a while. At least until the situation calms down."
"Thanks to Fan."
Irfan finally returned to his car.
"Irfan, how come you didn't say anything first? Good thing Bude is home."
Bude welcomes Irfan and Arin who have just arrived at his house.
"I wanted to give Bude a surprise. By the way, did Fahri bang already take bude?"
Ask Irfan who really intends to meet Fahri, his cousin.
"So he said it was just at the airport, at best it's here. But, this girl who's Fan, is she your boyfriend?"
Bude asked as he looked at Arin intensely.
"Not Bude, this is Arin my friend."
Without waiting for the command of Arin to cross bude's hand and introduce himself.
"I am Arin Bude, Irfan's college friend."
Arin replied with a smile.
"Wealah, bude kirain your girlfriend Fan."
Bude said with a crisp laugh.
"Bude can do it. But if she's my girlfriend, Bude agrees?"
Irfan Temptation.
"Bude disagrees. Why boyfriends even make sins. But if you're married, bude support."
Bude replied firmly with a smile.
"Yes my dear bud, I will never forget the same message bude. Do not approach the act of immortality.."
Irfan.
"Eh let's go in, Arin come in just don't hesitate. Consider it your own home. Irfan used to often bring his friends to play here, but this is the first time he brought a girlfriend. Sorry yes, bude had a wrong guess."
Bude greeted Arin kindly.
"It's okay with Bude."
Replied Arin smiling awkwardly.
"Oh yes Bude, actually Irfan came here with Arin also because Irfan wanted to ask help with bude."
Irfan started the conversation shortly after they sat in the living room chair.
"See what's Fan for you?"
Ask Bude.
"Ehm, look at bude. Coincidentally Arin is again there is important business in this area. The problem is that he has no family or acquaintances that he can travel to because Arin is not from this city. That means Irfan wants to ask for help, can Arin stay here for a while?"
Ask Irfan.
"Wealah, bude, what do you think you're gonna do for help. Yes of course you can dong, toh bude also lives alone. Bude even happy if there is Arin here, yes at least for a while bude not lonely."
Bude replied with a smile.
"Alhamdulillah.. Thanks a lot bude."
Arin said with a smile.
"Yes are the same."
Answer Bude.
"Assynoltomodel.."
It appeared to be a tall man with slightly shuffled hair and large round frame glasses framing his narrowed eyes. From the looks of it, his age was slightly older than Arin and Irfan.
"Getishalight."
The three people who were chatting in the living room spontaneously looked towards the door.
"Well, that's what you're looking for Fan."
Bude.
The man went inside, then crucified bude's hand.
"Mom must be the same Irfan talking to me again right."
Her speech.
Bude.
"Eitss, don't get me wrong, ma'am. Precisely women now demen the same model like this, ala badboy korea."
Answer the man with a cry.
"Korea what a Koregan Bang."
Ledek Irfan who was reciprocated with their laughter.
"By the way, who's this girl? Your future wife Fan?"
The man who had been glancing at Arin asked Irfan.
"This is Arin Bang, my college friend. Rin, this is my cousin Bang Fahri."
Irfan introduces Arin to Fahri, his cousin.
"Hi, I'm Fahri."
Fahri reached out with a smile.
"With."
Arin replied while shaking Fahri's hand at a glance.
"Your face looks familiar.."
Said Fahri while looking at Arin.
"Ehm, Bang.. I want to talk about the offer of Mas kemaren. Can we talk to you both?"
Irfan diverted the conversation.
"Fan, you don't want to know your feelings anymore, do you?"
Ledek Fahri while laughing sumringah, replied a punch right in his stomach.
"However, I can't wait to talk about yesterday."
Irfan answered while embracing Fahri's shoulder and carrying him out.
"Fan, how do you know that girl?"
Fahri asked after they sat in the garden next to the house.
"meaning?"
Irfan scrunched his forehead.
"Hey, did you know that now the news about the girl is going viral? I'm also an entertainer of course I know. I even met his mother a few times on private television."
Irfan took a deep breath.
"Bang, please don't tell me about this same bude ya. Poor Arin bang, right now he just needs a place to hide. I promise it won't be long, maybe two or three days is enough."
Irfan.
"Fan, brother doesn't really matter. But you should know Fan, the girl's father isn't an indiscriminate businessman. I know exactly who and how that guy is. I hope that her presence here won't cause any problems especially for me."
Fahri.
"Yes Bang, I understand."
Answer Irfan.
Meanwhile, in a different place..
"Where is Ardan, has there been any news of Arin's whereabouts?"
Ask Malik, his father.
Arin's family seemed very anxious, since the incident this afternoon until now no one knows where Arin is.
"I checked the CCTV footage and this afternoon someone brought Arin from the parking lot. Unfortunately until now I have not managed to trace the license plate of the vehicle used."
Said Rangga who was with Arin's family that night.
"Dad didn't tell me about this with Grandpa and Grandma, did he?"
Asked Ardan with his worried face.
"Grandpa and grandma don't know about this bang yet. But since this afternoon grandfather asked Arin."
Yoshie replied, who had accompanied Grandma since noon, standing guard in the room with her father-in-law.
"This must have been Fahrul, he must have brought Arin."
Malik said with a face that looked furious holding back anger.
"So, what should we do now, Dad? Where are we going to find Arin?"
Ask Ardan.
"Dad knows where we're going."
Just now the three men were about to rush away, before them appeared a man of Malik's age with his dapper appearance. He came with some bodyguards.
"Rummer.."
Malik muttered while looking at the man with the glare of his sharp eyes.
"Where's my daughter?"
Fahrul asked calmly, but the look in his eyes was no less sharp.