Liz Nadia's

Doubt

The car Andromeda was driving began to crawl slowly, leaving the place where he picked up Liz Nadiah, after saying goodbye and saying many times thank you to the young man who had helped Liz Nadiah while in pursuit of the Diraga men, this morning blind.

A little about the young man; his name was Mufti. He was a young village firewood prospector who came from a village upstream of the river. The young man watched with alarm, how the criminals were swinging the assembled pistols in their hands while wandering around with a search gesture.

He was hiding behind a tree. As far as his eyes could see, watching the burly men, his eyes caught the figure of a woman who was none other than Liz Nadiah, ducking in fear behind the weeds not far in front of him. With that he concluded; that the woman was the one they were looking for. Following his humanity, the Mufti decides to help the woman - securing her home.

...-...

Their journey was far enough, but not a single word came from each other's mouths, other than the sound of a car engine roaring into a background of silence.

Andromeda felt it was not the right time to ask what had happened to Liz Nadiah during her kidnapping. How could the girl escape. Let him calm down and rest his mind which may still be in a state of shock, after which he will peel everything.

And Liz Nadiah, she was not only shocked, but also felt a great pain in her heart. Given the state of Muana, bumped into Kahfi who now does not even remember who he is. Then if it were like this, who would he ask for help to free Muana?It's not enough to involve the police. The devious Diraga, will certainly easily trick the apparatus, or stuff them with abundant money. The rest of the tyrant man would definitely break free easily without the entanglement of the law.

Amidst the enemies of his mind and heart, Liz Nadiah glanced at the man beside her.

Andromeda!

....

Right, Andromeda! Why did he forget, the man was with him. Perhaps he could help her, given her influential role in the city, as the deity of the plantation business.

With all her heart, Liz Nadiah steadied her intention-betting on hope. I hope that man is willing to help her. He opened his voice even though he sounded doubtful, "Master Andro."

Hearing that voice, Andromeda turned towards him. "What's up?" his question with a face showed a little anxiety. "Are you hungry?"

Liz Nadiah shook her head quickly. "No, not that," she said.

"Then?"

"Mh ...." Quite hesitant to say what he wants to say. His fingers crumpled at each other. As a result, Liz Nadiah even silenced as if her tongue to move.

Andromeda is waiting. But looking at the girl's residence, he decided .... "In the meantime, I'm looking for a comfortable place first, so you can talk more freely without being distracted by my car's steering."

Liz Nadiah was silent. Doubt turns into discomfort. He did not appear to nod or shake his head in response to Andromeda who was currently flirting left and right, looking for a place he said earlier, while continuing to turn his steering.

Before long, a pair of Andromeda eyes caught a signpost with a variety of food, on the edge of the road ahead there.

A cafe. It was fifty meters deep in an alley. Quite comfortable, with the concept of open nature. Iron chairs with tables joined with rainbow-patterned umbrellas in the center, scattered at several points. There was a small artificial lake in the corner of the area. It is fitting to be combined with Japanese bamboos lined up separately to form a group-encircling some of the edges.

One set of chairs selected Andromeda.

Liz Nadiah, like yesterday when at the Arab-restaurant took the opposite position to the man. The other two seats were clearly neglected.

A maid had just placed down the food and drink that Andromeda had ordered just a moment ago. Two cold glasses of orange drink, as well as two medium-sized portions of tuna-filled curry puff, two each in each portion, complete with old cayenne sprinkled on top.

"Eat first" Andromeda said. "After that, you can continue what you wanted to talk about in the car."

Liz Nadiah nodded in agreement. There was no reason for him to refuse. A piece of boiled yam he ate at the Mufti house, not enough to make his stomach full.

Andromeda smiled at him. Liz Nadiah looks more like it is. It looks innocent, without desperately keeping the image covering its true nature, as most women have always shown so far.

Shortly thereafter.

"Now try to say."

"Not to doubt. Just say it," Andromeda said again, looking at Liz Nadiah who was still wearing a gameless expression.

A moment of interest then exhaling, Liz Nadiah tried to shake off her doubts. After feeling steady, he began to open his mouth, saying, "Can you help me one more time, Mr Andro?"

Andromeda's forehead is slightly wrinkled. "Help?" Liz Nadiah nodded slowly. "Please what?"

"Please help me free my mother."

Andromeda dropped both elbows. "Your mother?" tanyanya.

"Yes, Sir."

"You mean?" Andromeda clearly doesn't understand.

"My mother was held captive in an old building on the edge of the hill, along with dozens of other people," said Liz Nadiah with her sad face. His eyes hit a hole at a point. His mind began to drift back on Muana's sad face. He felt regretful leaving the woman in such an unworthy foul place - even in comparison to the prison in the state house. And stupidly, now he was sitting sweet with a full stomach in this place.

"Confedered?" Andromeda grew even more astonished. "Is that place also the same place where those criminals are holding you?"

"true." Liz Nadiah moved her focus back to the man. "I didn't have time to tell you on the phone, because suddenly the network at the Mufti's place deteriorated."

Andromeda paused for a moment, then asked again, "Do you recognize, who are the people who kidnapped you?"

Liz Nadiah's gaze returned to laughter, forming a shadow of Diraga Madewa's face that was truly disgusting to him. "I don't know him, I don't know his name. But ...."

"But what?" Andromeda interrupted impatiently.

"I know who he is" said Liz Nadiah again, recalling clearly, how Diraga admitted plainly, that he was the adoptive father of her brother, Kahfi Albareeq, or ... Shangra Zack.

"Can you tell me more clearly?"

Liz Nadiah looked at the handsome face in front of her. "My brother .. he's my brother's adoptive father."

"Sister?" Andromeda can't understand it. His face was decorated with increasingly thickening pain. It feels too convoluted to parse the explanation in the form of ambiguous sentences like that. "I still don't understand" said the man as he was.

Doesn't he have no one in town? Of course that information he got from Sean, who he had been handling to pry into the private life of the girl in front of him - maybe a month ago.

And strangely, as long as Sean investigates, none of the villagers know of his past. So all he got ... was Liz Nadiah who was a kara, besides Qinay who was now accompanying him.

"Yes. Brother ... Kahfi Albareeq," said Liz Nadiah in a quivering voice. It was quite painful to imagine the man's face. He looked down, his shoulders shook a little, the sign of his crying began to spread following his feelings. "But the old man who kidnapped me .. has turned my brother into someone else."

Those tears clearly painted a wound. Andromeda can catch that. "How could that be? Then where's your brother now?"

"My brother's lost his memory. He doesn't even recognize me. I was hoping that he could help me free his mother."

"His mother?" Andromeda was again flabbergasted. Too dizzy to digest every verse of Liz Nadiah. Didn't he just say my mom?

Furthermore, Liz Nadiah told Andromeda the truth about who Muana was, considering that the man showed enough confusion. "... And currently, Kahfi uses the name ... Zack Shangra as his identity. The name his foster father gave him."

Andromeda's eyes grew rapidly. "Zack Shangra ...?" he said it over with an incredulous look. Does that name ... belong to the Zack Shangra I know?"

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