
After hearing the news that Madame Rose had another heart attack, her family and friends all came to visit the hospital. Ninick and his husband also came with Pandu and his wife.
Although they are not free to see the Madame Rose because the condition of the patient is still vulnerable but they still come at least to comfort her family and children.
"How's your in-laws doing, baby?" ninick asked Vita Maharani who was still sitting in the waiting room.
"Thank God, it's better than it was a few hours ago, aunt."
"Oh, thank goodness then."
"Where does your husband go, baby?" ninick asked again because he saw Vita alone there.
"Mas Gala was returning home and Rama was inside accompanying his daughter's eyes. The other children he said in a moment to arrive." explained Vita with a happy smile because there are people who are very attentive to him. Aunt Ninick was always kind to her.
Before long Pandu and Hany also appeared there and then followed by Arman Roland, the elder brother of Madam Rose, he was her father Deka Roland.
"What happened son?" ask Arman to Vita.
"Mama had a heart attack just because she heard Rama asking about Reksadana" Vita replied explaining the beginning of her mother-in-law's attack. He hoped that his mother-in-law's brother could explain what happened.
"Rexadana, he was a friend of the late Raditya, your father-in-law. All I know is that the two of them or maybe the three of them are best friends."
"Who are you with?" ask Vita curiously.
"With someone else, but I forgot what his name was. They often gather at home long before your husband is there. That was Tama's new birth."
"If they're friends, why do you look so scared?" ask Gala who just arrived. Apparently he had heard his story at a glance.
"Om also not understanding son. But as I recall at that time they were business ventures agate or precious stones so, trus often went together and finally the last news that om heard of your father's friend who was the other was not there or died. After that they do not seem to continue their efforts anymore" said Arman trying to roll back a long forgotten memory. Almost 50 years ago.
"Thank you for the information. We pray together that mama will recover and be healthy" Gala said. He did not want to discuss anymore about the Mutual Fund if it would only accelerate the departure of his mother.
Shortly after Rama came out of the ICU room, he looked at everyone who was waiting for him to give the latest news from patients inside.
"How's Ram?" gala asked impatiently. A few hours left his mother there he hoped there would be a meaningful development.
"Well, his heart condition is back to normal. You just need enough rest Pa." Rama's answer made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Everyone sat back with their own thoughts. They are still curious about the story of the Mutual Fund.
Gala immediately retrieves the brown envelope she got from her mother's wardrobe. He cradled whether it was necessary to open this thing before meeting his mother.
"Ram, come with me." call Gala to her son. They were both looking for a quiet place to talk about this without being noticed by anyone. Gala knew this thing must be very important for her mother for that why it was stored very neatly in a closet that had long been unused.
"What's pa?" rama asked curiously. They were both in an empty room.
"So before you go in to see eyeang, mama asked papa to look for something in her wardrobe in the room. Papa doesn't know what it is. But if this had something to do with all of our questions, do you think we open it now?" gala asked for consideration from her first son.
"As far as papa, if I pa, let the princess's eyes are in very good condition first so that she herself explains what the contents of this object are." said Rama gave an opinion.
Rara might just be a happy memory.
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Rama looked up because his papa had ripped the contents of the envelope without permission first. He could see the curious face of his father growing more curious.
"What is Pa?" rama asked as he saw the small object from inside the brown envelope coming out.
"It's like the memory of a cell phone. isn't it?" reply Gala make sure. He also found a piece of paper that had fallen out of the envelope.
"IMPORTant" read Gala with frowning forehead.
"Where's your phone!" gala cried to Rama his son. He wanted to check the contents of this little memory using Rama's cell phone. His first son immediately took the phone from his pants pocket then opened the old memory and then replaced it with a new memory from the brown envelope. They waited a long time until the phone was active again.
Gala and Rama glared in disbelief at what they saw in the video. The hands of the two of them clenched tightly with jaws tightening furiously. It was like Gala slammed the phone but he only realized that his son's phone was very expensive and also the latest output. And without waiting for a long time Gala immediately contacted someone by phone.
"Capture the Mutual Fund now!" his scream with a trembling voice restrained the emotions.
"What are the accusations?" ask the person who is none other than AKBP Selamet Riyadi, S.H. M.H. son of his friend Komjen Pol Supirman who now serves as Kapolri.
"Murder!" reply Gala firmly.
"Om there's strong evidence, right?" tanya Slamet Riyadi. All Indonesian citizens are equal under the law. There must be strong evidence of a new arrest.
"There was. Evidence of his other crimes also exists. Just arrest him now and don't let him get away." Gala said in a heavy voice.
"Ready Om. Less than 3 hours. Om will receive the information." replied Slamet Riyadi who is now the Police Chief at a very young age.
Gala hung up her phone then scooped her rough face. He now understands why his mother got another heart attack just because she heard the name Reksadana called by her own granddaughter.
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"Yes Haloo. Yes, we'll be there soon!" answer Gala briefly.
"Who's Pa?" rama asked curiously.
"your mother. She said the princess had woken up and wanted to meet the two of us."
"Oh yes Pa. Ayok." said Rama then the two of them together towards the ICU room.
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