
Shaka spent a full night in the intelligence office. He's talking about Oliver's arrest and his henchmen. All of Shaka's findings led to a syndicate of international drug trafficking chains to fund t3r0r1sme in several countries.
Shaka gets a good appreciation for all his hard work. The intelligence is currently deepening further investigation into the matter. Various ways they do to identify all the perpetrators who enter this network.
They began to set up a plot to arrest the perpetrators. Perpetrators are classified as shrewd, they enter certain organizations and make it a base to hide and organize distribution from there.
As well as international standard schools entered by Shaka. The school began infiltrating members of the syndicate about four months ago. Principals who were originally only users, began to be addicted.
His efforts to fulfill the desire to consume drugs, making him decide to accept Arisman's offer to make this school as a hidden headquarters that regulates distribution.
Under the guise of ordering books for his students, the principal used the mechanism as a process of distributing drugs. From the principal's laptop that Shaka searched, found many distribution plans that he made.
The books are hollowed out in the middle with the cover made whole tightly closed and then they are re-wrapped with plastic.
The intelligence agency also immediately sent people to inspect several ports. There are containers ready to distribute the book to several areas.
"Their network is very neat. An unexpected coincidence when the murdered victim could find out there was a transaction at the school." That's what the head of the Intellectual Agency said leading the meeting tonight.
"The victim was my sister, Dan. I asked permission to reopen this murder case. I want to fight for justice for my brother and the people who have been made scapegoats in this case."
Shaka chimed with confidence. He is determined to solve Rasya's death case.
"I welcome. We'll help if anything's needed."
"Ready, thank you." Shaka could exhale his sigh of relief. Finally justice for Rasya is in sight. There is a lot of evidence that he has prepared, one of which is a testimony from Dion.
That morning, Shaka immediately went to the police station to file a re-investigation of Rasya's death. The police chief was shocked when it turned out that the victim was the sister of an international agent.
At that time also Rasya case immediately reopened. The file is already on the police chief's desk and is ready to be double-checked today.
After finishing with all that work, riding Gayatri's motorbike, Shaka returned to the hospital. Tiredness in his body no longer ignored him. On the way to the hospital he took the time to buy flowers for someone who was rumored to have been awake. Really, this good news becomes a cure for Shaka's tiredness.
A bucket of lilies is currently in Shaka's hands. Shaka breathed in the fragrance of the flower gently while imagining the face of the girl who was about to receive it. Not long after Shaka spent in this place, he rushed off to the hospital.
In his treatment room, Gayatri is being examined. The doctor who operated on him last night is now checking on his condition.
A stetoscope is attached to Gayatri's left and right chest alternately. The girl was asked to take a deep breath and exhale slowly.
"What do you feel now?" ask the doctor. It's the first check the doctor's done after the girl's back in the room.
"It's better. Only the scar is beginning to hurt" I'm Gayatri.
"Well, that's a natural thing because the anesthetic effect is gone. Later will be given pain medication through infusion, the dose will be lowered gradually and later can be replaced with oral anti-pain medication. I'll let you check the wound, yeah,"
"Please doc,"
Doctors began to examine Gayatri's suture wounds, only from the surface because the wound should not be opened. Pressing his chest area slowly and occasionally Gayatri looked grimacing.
"The wound is good, no blood is seeping. Starting tomorrow morning, the wound will begin to be cleaned regularly, assisted by the nurse. You can study, so later at home, you can take care of the wound yourself." The doctor also spoke to Mira.
"The intestinal noise is normal, you can eat gradually... Learn to sit down so there's movement."
"All right, Doc." Gayatri.
The doctor's examination is complete. The doctor had come out of the room, leaving only Gayatri and her parents and Galih.
"The Wily Child is great. Cepet. Want to eat now Neng?" tawar Mira sitting next to Gayatri's bed.
"Yes to sit down" pinta Gayatri.
"Let Babeh help." Rogue so sprightly.
"Hand hold me," Galih was no less alert. The two men extended their hands to Gayatri on the left and right sides, making the girl stare at both hands in confusion.
"Okey," Gayatri finally held on to those two hands and slowly got up to slightly sit down grimacing. He exhaled slowly after he held on for a while.
"Want a drink?" haggling Galih. The man had already taken a bottle of water for Gayatri.
"Byeah" said the sister. He looked at the face of Galih who looked guilty. He took the bottle from Galih and drank it with a straw while still looking at Galih.
The drinking water was as clean as the fifth. It was enough to wet his throat. "Lo don't want to hug me? I'm sober, and I'm fine."
Without answering, Galih immediately embraced Gayatri. Be careful about fearing your sister in pain. He held back his tears, remembering his fear of imagining that Gayatri might leave.
"Huh, you're still a crybaby. Semalem lo is so cool." Gayatri teases her brother and Galih just smiles. He let go of his embrace and stared fixedly at Gayatri.
"Gue joking is fine. I was really scared last night" said the man.
"You know I'm fine, you're still mewek." Gayatri's hand stretched out to wipe the brother's tears.
"That's because your brother is very shrewd. Is it a tong?" Barkah patted his son on the shoulder and Galih simply nodded while pressing both corners of his eyes for his tears to end. He smiled as Gayatri looked at him.
"Udah, you're fine. Go find breakfast gih, you will not eat from semalem," said Mira.
"Yes really, too. Let's fill the stomach, let no one get sick. Healthy is one of our capital now. hem?" barkah said while patting Galih on the shoulder. Galih only nodded in agreement.
"Gue ahead first," said Galih as he rubbed Gayatri's head.
"Hem. I'm nitip foot candy," joked Gayatri.
"There are no foot-kakian sweets.lo eat here only," Galih said as he flicked at Gayatri's forehead.
The girl only chuckled and then grimaced as her wound hurt.
"Eat him first, ah...." Mira was finally upset, the woman's patience was indeed only as thin as tisue in for 4. But his happiness is as big as the world at times four. Happy to be reunited with his family.
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