
"Mas, look! That's not Jamal?" exclamation Nila. He pointed towards the man he saw and patted Fatan's shoulder quite hard.
"Well! Jamal's? Jarfin you mean?" tukas Fatan then turned to follow the direction of Nila's view.
"Yes Mas" replied Nila nodding quickly. "You remember, don't you? Why is he here? Through the back door anyway," he added feeling suspicious.
"Maybe he has business here, dear .. "fatan thinks positively.
"Ah, the hell time?" Nila did not believe at once unsure. Because there is one thing that makes him very suspicious is the black jacket worn by Jarfin. "I approached him, right? After all, he's not staying at mom's house anymore" he continued, then rushed out of the car. Fatan just nodded, saying yes.
Originally, Fatan did not harbor any suspicions at all. Shortly after Nila came down and was in front of Jarfin, a notification came into his phone.
[Boss, the perpetrator of the courtroom riot turned out there should be 4 people. But, one man ran away somewhere. What is clear is the clothes worn by her oil, just like 3 friends.]
"What's? 4 people? Their clothes .... " Fatan recalled the clothes worn by the three men when they were secured by the police. Then his eyes looked towards Nila who was walking to approach Jarfin.
"Geez!" tekik Fatan then rushed down from the steering wheel to catch up with Nila. But apparently Nila had already arrived in front of Jarfin.
"Jammy!" nila smiled as she smiled. While Jarfin only replied with a thin smile that was almost invisible. Shortly after, Fatan arrived right behind Nila.
Jarfin who saw the presence of Fatan there, immediately dodged and ran.
"Cursue!" said Fatan then pulled Nila's hand to run together.
Their direction ran towards a warehouse that was still inside the police station. Without them knowing, one of the police officers who just came out of the office accidentally saw them chasing each other. He chases behind Fatan and Nila.
To the point where Jarfin was blocked by a wall and could no longer run. Fatan and Nila's steps stopped at a distance of a hundred meters from Jarfin.
Fatan caught his breath first. Then I asked Jarfin. "Why did you run when you saw me?" Fatan's face looked serious looking at the facial expression that Jarfin gave him.
"You don't need to know!" elak Jarfin then smiled.
"Obviously I should know! Your response made me wonder and be suspicious. What the hell is it? Say it!" said Fatan with a tone of speech that began to rise.
But Jarfin just kept silent and turned his gaze in the other direction as if he was reluctant to see the man who was facing him. Then, Jarfin suddenly felt there was an opportunity to escape from them without further ado in the morning, he rushed to escape.
Dor's!
But unfortunately, one of the police officers who was beside the warehouse door was forced to open fire at Jarfin's feet. As a result, the man was in pain due to a bullet that had already penetrated his leg calf. The blood then starts to flow. Jarfin bent his knees while holding his calf.
"God, why is my life like this?" jarfin said in his heart.
The police officer approached Jarfin immediately.
"I'm sorry I deliberately opened fire because you were suspected of a crime" the police officer said, putting handcuffs on Jarfin's wrists.
Fatan and Nila came out of that barn. Seeing that the police had frozen Jarfin, the two were relieved.
"Thank you very much, sir," Fatan said with respect, as did Nila.
"Together, let's finish it at the office. Even if he is innocent, I will be responsible because you are chasing each other still in the police station," said the police officer then pat Jarfin on the shoulder to walk.
Arrive in the office. The three of them entered into a room whose bulkhead was made of steel. The temperature in the room was so cold. But not only them and a few police officers were in the room, but there was also a medical team in charge of treating gunshot wounds in Jarfin's legs.
"Who's your name?" asked a police officer appointed to interrogate them and now asked Jarfin first.
"Worn out?"
"Twenty-six years."
"What's your problem with these two people?"
"Nothing."
"Why are you being chased by them."
"Not knowing."
BRAK!!!
"If asked that's a clear answer!" snapped Fatan who had gone past his emotions, especially when Jarfin squinted at him.
"Patience, Sir. Let us ask him" said another police officer to mediate them.
Then the police who asked Jarfin looked at the man again.
"Honest answer! What's your problem with them?" This time the policeman was very strict and his tone was full of emphasis. But yes again, Jarfin just sighed.
"Nothing, sir."
"Jamal! Please answer honestly. What the hell is it? Why is your attitude so strange? Don't shut up!" sahut Nila who was furious and anxious.
The policeman in charge of asking questions finally stood up. "Sir, Madam .. I think to avoid increasingly runny conditions, let us be the ones who will interrogate brother Jarfin. Without prejudice to our respect, the Master and Madam can be welcome to wait outside who will later take turns to be asked questions as well."
Fatan took a deep breath. "All right, let's go baby, let's get out." The man moved from his seat while grabbing Nila's hand.
Before Nila actually left, her gaze could not be separated from Jarfin. Then his steps stopped right beside Jarfin who was sitting. "I hope you can be honest and open. Otherwise, don't expect you I'll consider you a brother again!" threatening him very firmly, then Nila continued her steps again out of the room.
After Nila and Fatan came out. The police officers inside continued the interrogation again.
"Now, explain it to us. What's up?"
Jarfin took a breath. "Um, where should I start? Oh yes, it started when I met a woman named Charma in a red light junction after crossing the street. At that time, I was going to work."
One of the police officers began filming through a hidden camera.
"Next." The police who asked started listening to Jarfin's story.
"At first my intention was just to help him, because he looked so scared. And so he, I took him to my boarding house and allowed him to stay there."
"So you're sleeping in the same room?" break that cop.
"Sir, Sir. My home was one bedroom, bathroom and living room, only there was no kitchen. So he slept in the room, while I was in the living room. So it's safe" replied Jarfin casually.
The police nodded in understanding.
"A few days later when I got home from work, he wasn't at the boarding house. I searched around the boarding area it was not there. I was almost desperate because honestly, I was afraid he was why-anything let alone his psychic condition was being disturbed. But, in the middle of my search, suddenly a man came to me and said, 'follow me if you want the woman to be safe.' I ended up following the man" continued Jarfin. His face is serious.
"Real ... "