I'm Not a Wild Grass

Azki Has Moved (POV Laila)

After calling Kiyano, I immediately gave the news related to Azki to Mama Mutia, Papa Ulum and Darman. They were as shocked as I was when I exposed some facts that supported my assumption that Azki had kidnapped children.

"Don't just recuse me, La. It's hard to believe this. Is it not the other way around, Kiyano is the one who wants to ruin your relationship with Azki, so he made up this story?" Ask Mama.

"Ma. who Mama just said can also be said to accuse you, Ma. Accusing Kiyano. We must respond to this assumption as wisely as possible" Papa commented.

"But Pa, Azki's affectionate with the kids. From newborn children, Azki has often seen them and took care of Mark and Nila as well occasionally. Papa knows that too, right?" Sergey Mama reasoned.

"Yes. Papa knows that too. But true said Mama earlier, we are indeed as good as not just to accuse people. How about we ask Azki first. Let's just go to his house now. It's not too late, '" Papa suggested.

"Call him first Azki, La. Is he home or not right now? Afraid she hasn't come home from work, has she?" Advice Mom.

"Yes, Ma!"

I just took my phone out of my pocket, when suddenly Darman said.

"It's best not to call Azki, sister. Maybe we should just go straight to her house. Worried if this assumption is true, so Azki's sister won't.."

"..blur..." I continue to say.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the family room became silent. We are all busy with our own thoughts.

It was only after a long time that Darman also broke this tense atmosphere.

"Then let's go now! Faster, better!" Darman told us all.

It was decided that Mama would stay home. While me, Papa and Darman go to Azki's flat. This we do with consideration of our courtesy to Azki's privacy, if this news is not in fact true.

Because if this news is not true, of course Azki will feel uncomfortable with the accusations that are pushed to him, right?

After a half-hour drive, my car arrived in front of Azki's flat. We just went up the stairs to the second floor, where Azki lived.

From the outside, his flat looks big enough to be lived by Azki alone.

Along the way I was struck by a concern between hoping to find the children immediately in Azki's flat, and also hoping that Azki was not the abuser of my two children.

Darman then rang the bell that was near the door of Azki's flat. However, after repeatedly pressing the bell, Azki did not come out as well.

Until then there is a neighbor Azki told us that he saw Azki who rushed to move when before Maghrib this afternoon. The young man carried two large suitcases and left the rest in his flat.

To prove the truth of Azki's neighbor's words, we went to the flat office, and it turned out to be true. Azki had moved suddenly around at half past five in the afternoon.

Immediately, my heart slashed. The same expression I saw on Papa and Darman's face.

Azki's sudden transfer reinforces her allegations of kidnapping Mark and Nila. Unfortunately, we are late to know this. And I really regret this delay.

"Pa! Azki's gone, Pa! How are the kids?! Where are they now?!" I started to panic.

Papa rubbed my back. Trying to give me strength and peace of heart.

"Please yourself first, La. Just look. Try calling Azki right now. Ask well. Where is he now?" Papa gave a proposal.

With trembling hands, I immediately called Azki's number. I remember when I just called her this afternoon. And I gave my phone to Mark myself. When Azki says she wants to talk to Mark.

If only I had raised the volume of her voice, maybe I could have heard what Azki said to my son.

Honey, I didn't do that. All I remember is Mark becoming more moody after receiving a call from his 'Papa Azki.

At that time I didn't think like a macm. I just thought that Mark Samgat missed Nila who had been missing for three days.

But if you think carefully, it could be through a conversation on the phone this afternoon Azki asked Mark to go out of the house alone. Mark may be saddened by what Azki tells him. So he expressed his sadness through a picture of a lidi who made his own.

I've been hearing ringtones for a long time from my phone's speakers. A sign Azki never picked up the phone from me.

I looked at the digital clock on the phone screen, it turned out that it was only 7 o'clock a little. Azki should be relaxing at this time. But I don't know if he really ran away with my two kids running away right now.

'Yaa Rabb. Please take care of Mark and also Nila.' I softly pray without a voice.

The call from me then lifted. I hurried to press the loud speaker button on my phone screen, so that Papa and Darman could come to hear my conversation with Azki.

"Halooing.. Az! Azki... Where are you now?!" Ask me in a hurry.

Papa then gestured so that I could be calmer and not make Azki feel suspicious about the panic in my voice.

I followed Papa's advice, and tried to calm myself as much as possible.

My heart is racing waiting for Azki's answer. Unfortunately until quite a long time passed, we did not immediately hear Azki's voice speak.

"Az. I want to talk to you about something. Can we meet now?" Ask me again in a quieter voice.

"..."

Again, my question got no answer.

I'm starting to get nervous. I press the screen of my phone that had darkened the screen automatically. Until my phone screen came back bright and displayed an ongoing phone connection.

I was thinking that my call had been switched off by Azki. But it turns out that Azki was the one who did not speak until time had passed long enough.

"Az! Azkis.. Ma'am wants to tell you about the kids, Az. can't hear new news about Mark and Nila.." I'm back. This time a little revealed my main purpose of calling her.

Then I heard a crackling sound like the friction of two things. And before long I finally heard Azki's voice speak.

"Sir La.."

"Amaz!" I exclaimed with pleasure. Because I can finally hear Azki's voice as well.

"Yes.it's me, Ma'am" Azki said in a flat tone.

Suddenly I was nervous. I was almost at a loss to say what else to my late husband's best friend.

Then I saw Darman hinting at me a word.

'where?'

And I quickly responded.

"Az.. Where are you now? Someone wants to talk about children." I said the end.

"Oh.. "

Only one of those words was spoken by Azki. And he no longer added any more words.

I finally took the initiative to continue talking.

"Mark disappeared this afternoon, Az. He secretly went outside the house alone.." I continued to talk.

I'm waiting for an answer from Azki. But I only heard his murmur.

"Mh.."

Feeling impatient with this undeveloped conversation, I immediately asked Azki.

"Do you know where Mark went? Did you tell Mark to leave without telling me, Az?" Ask me a little emotionally.

I saw Papa shaking his head slowly. He disagreed with my rash attitude just now.

I also realized, I should focus on asking about Azki's current location first.

Unfortunately, all those words have already come out of my mouth. And I regretted my words even more when I heard Azki's words in the next second.

"Yes, I know where Mark went. And yes. I was the one who told Mark to leave without the knowledge of Ma'am La. "Azki replied in a relaxed tone.

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