ENDRO, THE BODYGUARD

FOUND HIM

That evening, Endro came home upset. He felt very played by Alex's family. Even so, his heart was still not calm because it did not know where Mentari really was.

His heart was still in turmoil, his mind was in turmoil and he could not think clearly at that moment. For some reason since he decided to no longer go to college, the emotional inside of him was out of control. Plus when he found Mentari in a sad state at that time.

He did not believe Juwita's words. But there is no other reason for Mentari to leave the wedding, right?. Her thought...

Inexplicably, Endro thought Mentari was so rash to run away because he felt bad for himself and his father. In fact, he had done much more than just give up the land.

"It's gonna be okay, End." Kamil's hand gently rubbed Endro's shoulder. He was trying to win over his son who was ravaged by chaos back then.

Endro did not say, he just smiled a little to respond to his father's words.

"Where is Dad going?" Ask to divert the conversation.

"Dad to go to the garden for a minute. Our garden today will not fall into Alex's hands, not necessarily later. So I decided to review it first..."

"The garden will never fall into the hands of anyone. He'll just keep Daddy's." Cut Endro fast.

"No, End. As long as there is no news from Mentari, I will remain optimistic for him. He must have disappeared not because of the escape." Denying Kamil so sure.

"alright... It's up to Dad." Endro gave up. "Can I come?"

"certain... Let's go together. Haven't you been there a long time?" Ask Kamil to agree to his son's request.

Endro nodded. He got up and followed his father who had moved earlier out of the house.

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After driving through a few kilos of travel, Endro and his father reached the garden they were referring to. Endro stared long at the plantation. I don't know what he thought when he saw the lush plants in his father's garden.

"Dad..." Call Endro to make a thump to get off his old car.

"Humm? What's up?" Kamil asked looking at his son's disheveled face.

"Dad does not have hundreds of hectares of land left by grandfather, but why only this land that I made the garden? Are the other soils not as fertile as this?" Endro was so curious about the answer his father would give. "And because this land is the most fertile, then Mr. Alex wants this land?"

"No... That's not the truth. All the land your grandfather left behind is fertile, son. It's just, you don't have enough to make everything a plantation."

"But why choose a land away from home, well. Wouldn't this cost you too. Not to mention the gasoline for the car, dad's time and power are also drained by it." Endro was confused.

"That's right, End. It's just, it's closer to a lot of water supply. Making organic fertilizers is easier and more affordable in the area. There is much you can use to make this land more fertile and produce a quality harvest.

If one day we have been able and have enough capital, Father will make all the lands owned by grandfather as plantations. And certainly use the services of the unemployed in this city.

It all takes process, End. This garden was not as big now either. But, stage by stage, the land used as plantations has begun to expand." Kamil said at length.

Endro fell silent as if understanding his father's words. Feeling that his son's question had been answered, Kamil got out of the car and went into his plantation.

"Dad is so great... I promise, Dad. I'll try hard to make your wish come true." Endro murmured with himself. His eyes were incessantly staring at his father's back which had disappeared behind the plants in his father's estate.

"Endrooooo..." Just as Endro was descending, the screeching coming from his father's voice sounded shocking to him. Without a second thought, Endro ran in pursuit of the direction his father's voice came from.

He was so freaked out if anything happened to his father there. But when he reached his father's position, his eyes found Mentari lying unconscious. His position with his hands and feet still tied, and his mouth smothered.

The sun looks dirty and dirty. His hands and knees were also covered in scratches. Mentari's face also looked so pale at that time.

"Starting..." His voice sounded bitter when he mentioned the name Mentari. "What's going on, Dad?"

"Come, End. I found him in this state here. Better get him home now." Kamil sounded trembling.

"Yes, Dad." Endro lifted the weak body of Mentari after removing the rope that binds the hands, feet and mouth of Mentari.

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Kamil drove his car at high speed. He let Endro sit in the back to hold the poor girl.

When they reached Nini's house, Kamil called Nini and asked her to come with them.

Nini who felt she did not know anything just according to her confused after locking the door of her hut.

"Yes Allah... A mentor?" Nini smothered her open mouth. "What happened to Mentari, son of Endro?" Nini's cry sounded hysterical as she looked behind her. Yes, coincidentally Nini was asked to sit in front by Kamil.

"Endro doesn't know either, Ni. I found Mentari in the garden with his hands, feet and mouth tied." Answer Endro.

"Astaghfirullah's... It must have been them all. Those who have made Mentari like this." Nini's words sounded so furious. Her tears were flowing and ready to spill right then and there.

Kamil continued to drive his car until they arrived at a simple house inhabited by himself and Endro.

Endro brought down the Mentari by carrying him into the house. He felt guilty for thinking badly of Mentari.

And the poor girl was helpless when she was found. I don't know since when, but what he felt, the girl's body felt cold and weak.

Endro brought Mentari into his room which was previously inhabited by Mentari for several days. He asks Nini to change Mentari's clothes and clean the girl's body and injuries.

Seeing the miserable condition of Mentari, Endro felt very sorry for having neglected him. Didn't believe it. And not even intend to look for it. And the most embarrassing thing for him, had hesitated because he believed Juwita's remark that Mentari ran away from her marriage.

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