
"How was your life with Mariko?"
"Mmh?" Arya glanced at Irene. "I'm so happy, I love my wife and kids" he tried to show off.
"Oh. How many children are there?"
"There are 3." Uh, how am I gonna explain Kenzo? I hope he doesn't ask. Arya tried to hide the panic.
"Oh ... Can I go to Jakarta once in a while?"
"Eh, I'll." I feel lazy to accept him. Why did he go to Jakarta? His home is in America.
"When to play in America yeah, but tell me to come home."
Arya just smiled at him.
Mariko then returns with Ayako. "Mas, looks like we should stay here, wait for the police investigator to finish."
Arya could only sigh. I've guessed. "At least we took our stuff first at the hotel."
"Can't get out without his consent."
"Yes tell him."
"Yes, already. No way to the hotel, he said."
Arya glanced at Irene. "Can't you tell him?"
"Here, he's the 'Rules that run'. Whatever he says cannot be disputed."
"Can't you persuade him?" Arya could hardly believe it.
"Whatever the request, it must be done. My late husband didn't dare to argue with me, let alone me."
Arya sighed again. He had seen earlier in the front yard when entering earlier, a lot of guard. There are also side and back.
At first glance, Ayako looks like a simple, mediocre woman. Does not look like a champion who is sturdy because his body is thin and not too high.
Arya and Mariko were forced to comply. It was late at night too. They take Mariko and Arya to her room.
"Hhhh ...." Arya slammed her body onto the bed and folded her hands behind her head. "I knew the police investigation must have been a long time ago, so I thought about the worst condition that turned out to be. We can't contact anyone, including the kids, that we're okay, so I got a letter to Kenzo to the hotel staff."
"What?" Mariko's approaching.
Arya put a finger on her mouth and looked to the left right. "The wall has ears. We should not talk carelessly because Irene speaks Indonesian" he whispered. Now we just go to sleep, because there's nothing we can do now."
The next morning, they had breakfast together. Irene introduces her twins, Kimiko and Tomiyo, who are already a grown up Aiko. Soon both of his children went to school.
After breakfast, Ayako takes Mariko to the police station. He lends his clothes to Mariko and Arya is on the lap of Koshino's shirt.
"Later in the afternoon you can go to the clothes shopping mall" Irene told Arya. She gave a pile of her husband's clothes to the Javanese man.
"Why can't we go back to the hotel anyway? It's weird!" Arya protest.
"Because you can't tell anyone about your whereabouts right now. If you go back to the hotel, call someone else, right? That's why you can't go back there."
"Why indeed? I'm just telling my kids not to worry!" Arya gave an argument.
"Don't argue with me, it's not me who makes the rules!" Irene sewot. He slammed the door a little hard.
Arya and Mariko take a shower and change their clothes. Mariko goes with Ayako to the police station while Arya stays in the room. Their room was next to Irene's.
Before long, Arya was tired of staying in the room. He stepped out of the room while looking at the shape of the house building from the inside. He went down the stairs and walked around, then through the back door he entered the back garden.
The house had a large back garden. Left like a forest, planted with shrubs and shady trees. There was a small pond and near it was given a long garden chair in front of a large shaded tree. Just as Arya was about to sit there, someone stopped her.
"Cotton matte! Nani o su .Hold still. What ...)" A guard tried to stop the man but then Irene held him off.
"ivo!(Go away)" The woman dispelled the guard by hand. The guard complied and left him.
Arya continued her steps to the park bench and sat there. Irene followed.
"What are you following me?" search Arya.
"Why the hell are you talking 'spicy' to me, I'm the one who kicked the guard out for you." said Irene who felt the impact of Arya's frustration at not being able to get out of the house.
It seems that Aryan's view is starting to soften. He began to realize his mistake. "I'm sorry but I'm worried about thinking about home and thinking about the kids I left behind."
Irene sat down and approached. He touched the man's shoulder. "Don't worry, Ayako will definitely let you go after my husband's case is over."
Arya is uncomfortable with Irene, even though she looks good, for some reason, but her feelings are always right.
"I see your office is not big, only a small contractor and only have one housing and even that for the lower middle. How about I help you grow your company bigger?" Irene rubbed Arya's shoulders gently.
Arya shifted her seat, away. Irene remained the same person as she had known her first, last time. "I'm sorry, I'm not interested because I'm comfortable with my own efforts. More relaxed and not chasing after money but I can stay focused on taking care of my kids."
"But with a lot of money, you can guarantee the lives of your children, right?" Irene tried to touch Arya's hand.
Arya held back angrily with a responsible laugh heard. What kind of woman is this, who just lost her husband but now has glanced at another man. Really snake! The man pulled Irene's hand that was touching her hand and brushed it off. "Didn't you just lose your husband? Looks like you've been looking for a replacement."
Irene looked pleased with a little embarrassed. This made Arya even more fed up with the shameless attitude of the woman.
"I guarantee you'll live happily with me."
This woman is crazy, right? "If I wanted to, I could have taken care of my father's big company but I didn't do that."
"Why? You can then merge that company with my father's."
"For our happiness."
Arya laughed out loud. "I don't want to replace my wife Irene!" This woman never gave up and did not know herself. He is also a Christian. Especially what he would do if I called it ....
"Isn't it permissible for men to marry more than one?"
"You mean, after I marry you, I can still marry the others?" Arya leaned her body towards the woman, thrusting a new argument.
But Irene thinks Arya is starting to tease him. He began to look timid with perfectly flushed cheeks on his white skin. "Yes don't. It's just me and Mariko. Don't add another."
Oh, this woman! Arya wanted to quit, because Irene did not understand. Better not to make the woman go up in blood because now, Kenzo's life lies with this Yakuza family. He left the woman and went back to the room.
"Aryan, Aryan!" Irene then scowled in annoyance.
A few hours later, Mariko came home with shocking news to Arya. "Mas, it's a good thing we didn't get on the plane. The plane we wanted to board, crashed Mas."
The man's eyes were wide. "It is true that there is wisdom behind every disaster. Even though we're being held here, we've survived an even greater danger, our lives. Already, we are patient. Let's just follow this process, hopefully there's some good ahead."
"Amen."
But then Arya began to realize that with this disaster, Kenzo even faster came to Japan looking for him. This made Arya worried.
Kenzo, find Daddy's letter. Nagoya is not a safe place for you. Hurry home before the police, journalists or anyone else finds you here, Arya prayed in her heart.
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Tama get into the Game Center area while looking around. Mei who followed him with a new bag looked at him in surprise.
"Would we come here, brother? Instead of finishing shopping for a new bag, we're going home?"
"No, I want to play first."
"This isn't the place for the kids?"
"It's for adults too. Just look!"
Mei circulated the view looking around. Many teenagers and adults play games there. Even those places are dominated by teenagers of Tama's age.
"Let's Mei, I teach you easy." Tama pulled the girl's hand.
"Eh, I don't have to."
But Tama still insisted. He asked Mei to put the ball into a ball ring a little far away. It turned out that Mei was able to enter the ball more, even just one failed. Also hit the stuffed animals that come out alternately, hit objects with a toy hammer until it rises to the top limit of the game. All sorts of games he tried and he almost won all the games.
"This what?" Mei rides the game tool which has a circle of lights slightly lit on it when stepped on.
"Oh, this?" Tama filled in beside him. He inserted a coin and heard a song accompanied by a moving light on the floor. He followed the rhythm while stepping on the moving lamp. "Just don't miss (passed) anyway," he said while offering coins in May.
Mei tried. He was a little stiff at the beginning because he had to dance a little but for a long time he could follow until it was finished. He sat down on a bench and realized something. "I why do I have to come along, sister? Should be Brother. Why don't you play, but I'm the one playing?"
Tama who came down from the plastic board was holding her knees by adjusting her breath because she had finished dancing while May was not that bad condition even though she had played more games than herself. "I'll play too" he replied gasping.
Mei just sat down with her breath. "But his older brother just got a little. It's not important to me either."
"important."
"Mmh?"
Tama collects the tickets that come out after playing various games earlier and go to the place to buy coins. It turned out that the ticket was exchanged for a medium-sized white teddy bear. The thick-haired doll hugged a red heart pillow.
"This is the result." Tama gave the doll away in May.
"This is for me?"
"You won."
Mei smiled widely accepting it. He soared happily to embrace Tama. "Thank you, you're so good. Uh," He was surprised to realize he had hugged the young man. He hurriedly let go.
Tama smiled broadly. "Well, who was looking for a chance just now."
"No, it's just a smile." Mei down.
"Times?" Tama walked out of the place.
"Yes, unintentionally, khilaf." Mei follows Tama.
"Bo'ong, you want it!" ledek the young man.
"Ih, no!" Mei kicked Tama's thigh.
"Eh, kick his salary in pieces!"
"I mean, not intentionally." Down back.
"Times?"
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