BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA

From the Past

That afternoon Ayash was busy preparing for an important meeting at a hotel in Kota J. He came with his team of men. The group of women had first come on the spot to prepare all the presentation materials needed.

The discussion is still about the project on the island of S. This meeting is to present the development plan to the developers and contractors.

At first the journey was ordinary. He still chatted with his team members with occasional jokes.

"Life is weird, sir." chirped Agus.

"Why is it weird, Gus?" ask Ayash.

"Yes strange. Uh, after getting the money, used to take a vacation to relieve stress. Kan's weird.... "

"Hahaha." everyone laughed at Agus.

"It makes sense, Gus." said Edo.

"Yes too, yeah. Why work until stress keeps the money used again to relieve stress? That's what's the job called a job?" Roni is speaking.

"Yes.the earth we live on is also rotating, not silent. So to stay alive that money does have to keep spinning let the economy go." Try to explain.

"Well, that's a reasonable answer" Ayash said.

Ting!

Elevator door opens. Their conversation stopped. One by one they entered the elevator. Budi pressing the number 25, the floor where their meeting will be held.

Ayash stood right in front of the elevator door. Before the door closed, a woman ran to the elevator. Shortly before the elevator door closed tightly, his eyes met Prita's eyes.

The deg!

His heart seemed to stop beating. That woman is Prita. Prita was there. In a hurry Ayash pressed the elevator button so that the door would open immediately.

Seeing this, his team members looked at each other in astonishment and confusion.

Ting!

The elevator door opens on the 5th floor.

"You go to the meeting place first. I have business." hurry Ayash out of the elevator.

Ayash turned to another elevator to get back down to the ground floor.

Arriving at the lobby area, he ran here and there while circulating his gaze looking for Prita. His breathing was so stingy with exhaustion. However, he cannot find Prita.

Roughly he rubbed his face. Clearly, Prita was in front of him and now he's gone.

Ayash reached into the phone from his suit, "Find Prita around the Galapagos Apartment. Keep an eye on this area for the next few days."

After that, he kept his phone and walked back to the elevator. He does not want to be present at a meeting.

*****

During the ride in the car, Prita kept quiet. Bayu tightly grasped the woman's hand. Occasionally he stroked his ragged hair.

"Why are you so moody? What made you cry earlier?"

Prita only shook her head in response to Bayu's question. It was impossible for him to be honest. Bayu would have been angry if he had seen Ayash. May Bayu again tell his men to catch Ayash as before.

The mood was silent again. Bayu also gave up on interrogating. The journey continues until the car enters a courtyard of a Dutch colonial-era architectural style house.

From the yard of his house looks well maintained, neatly arranged trees fenced around the yard. The old-fashioned house is in clean condition despite the sinister impression.

"What place is this?" fur Iuduk Prita immediately stood up while entering the living room. The scene is completely different.

Bayu smile. He took a friendly hand Prita while taking her to walk towards a room that has many books. It looks like it's some kind of workspace.

Bayu hugged Prita's body from behind. The smell of the neck that always makes it comfortable. Meanwhile, Prita felt increasingly creepy.

Prita was confused, what promise did Bayu mean? It seems he never promised anything. "What promise?"

"Promise to return all that should be yours."

"Huh?" Prita still doesn't understand.

Bayu tells Prita to sit on the chair next to the table. He takes a picture and gives it to Prita.

Prita surprised. It was a picture of his childhood with his parents. "It's.... "

"Your little picture, right?" answer Bayu. He took a seat right in front of Prita. She knew, Prita must be astonished how she could get that old photo."

"Where did you get this?" Prita still looks at her childhood portrait. It feels nostalgic to remember the past when his life was so beautiful with his parents.

"I got it from your old house?"

"Old house? But, kan.... "

"Everything's been sold by your uncle, right?"

Prita widened his eyes. He looked at the man in front of him. How did he know about his life?

"I know all about you. Your name is Prita Asmara, the only daughter of Rudi Hartanto and Sukma Anjani. You have no relatives other than your bastard uncle, Robi Hartanto. Both of your parents died he said in a car accident and after that your uncle took and sold all the assets left by your parents. Then fled. You just left home on Kenanga Street Number 25, right?"

Prita nodded. Everything Bayu said was true.

Bayu takes a yellow map and is presented to Prita, "Open up!" her door.

Prita received the yellow map. He was shocked after knowing the contents. Shakingly he opened one by one the documents inside. Her tears were dripping, her tears were not held back anymore. It turned out to be a land and building ownership document that his family once owned.

Prita still does not believe, the treasure that once had taken his mother has now returned. In fact, his name was already recorded on each document as its owner.

"Sttt. You cannot cry. I'm doing this to make you happy." Bayu is hugging Prita to calm her down.

"Thank you, " he said in a trembling tone.

"Please save his thanks first. There's still a right you can't get. Your bastard uncle sold your father's company to a stranger. I still have trouble getting it back. But I promise you, one day the company will come back to you."

The two looked at each other. Bayu rubbed the tears that fell on his female cheek. "I'll turn you back into a princess again."

"How... Do you know everything?"

Bayu smiled, "It all started that night. The night I saw an angel who kindly helped a man she thought was dying. You may not know, since that night I've always thought of you, finding out all about you because I love you so much."

Prita. He didn't know what to respond to.

"Ah, yes. Actually your parents didn't die in an accident. But there are people who deliberately planned the accident."

"What!?" Prita was surprised by the fact that Bayu said the stone.

Bayu gave several photos related to the accident. Prita noticed sheet by photo showing the scene where her parents were found. There is a photograph of a man wearing a jacket and a hat. However, Prita could not recognize who the person in the photo was.

"I have evidence of CCTV footage and telephone conversations of the perpetrator. You can easily imprison him for life. But, if you want the culprit to die, I can kill him for you."

"Who?" Prita is very curious about the bad guys who have harmed her parents.

"You want to meet him?"

"meaning?"

"The guy's here. Follow me."

Many questions were fluttering in his heart. With doubtful steps, he followed Bayu's steps. He took her walking into the middle room of the house building. Under the stairs, Bayu opened the door to the basement.

"Omm Robi!" Prita.