LOVE OF JUITA

Recognition

It didn't take long for Riska to make an appointment to meet with Nabilla - the girl who spread the word about the lizard-filled cake from Septian and Julia's shop. Nabilla's weakness for money made him very easily persuaded. The lure of the compensation money as well as an apology from the store for the incident made him agree to meet with Septian, the owner. 

In the Nabilla dictionary there can never be a word of loyalty or loyalty. He will only obey who will give him more money.

Riska and Septian wait for Nabilla to come to a restaurant located in a five-star hotel. They deliberately gave special treatment so that Nabilla would open her mouth more easily.

Drrrt drrrt. 

The phone in Riska's grip vibrates the sign of an incoming call.

"Yes hello, Nabilla? Where have you been? … Oh, okay I'm here. On table number nine huh." Answer Risk without further ado.

Septian stroked his beard to relieve his anxiety and anger. It felt like he wanted to immediately spit out his frustration. Because of Nabilla's slander, he had to experience tempest and complexity in his household's biduk.

Riska glanced at the water of her inflamed cousin's face. Septian was trying to control his emotions. Hardened jaw, blood vessel fibers that protrude from the skin of his forehead.

"Prophey to Mas Tian. Please stay sane. Don't lose to emotion, let alone to shred." Riska whispered as she saw the figure of a young girl walking towards them.

"You think I'm a kid, angry don't see the place." Septian Grunts. He turned his attention towards the sweet girl with the knee-length blue dongker dress that had stood before him.

"Hi, I'm Nabilla." Said the girl throwing a sweet smile, her eyes were round and brilliant as if they had not sinned.

"Hi Mba, I'm Riska and this is Mr. Septian owner of the souvenir booth by Mbak Jul." Greet Riska with gesture to invite Nabilla to sit down.

Nabilla nodded small as a sign of respect for Septian. He leaned his back casually against the chair facing them.

"Have you had lunch?" Septian asked trying to be friendly.

"Not yet." Nabilla shook her head.

"Please send whatever message you want. Don't be shy." Respond politely to Septian.

"Thank you." Sahut Nabilla while taking the menu book in front of him with enthusiasm. He called the waiter to order rib eye steak and tom yum seafood.

Riska raised her eyebrows at the sight, for the small body Nabilla's appetite was quite large.

"With pay, I can order anything, right?" Said Nabilla without hesitation as if answering Riska's gaze.

"Please Mbak. It's okay." Riska throws an awkward smile.

They ate lunch in awkwardness. Riska occasionally asked trivial things to Nabilla so that things were not too stiff. Septian tried to read the situation so as not to be too hasty to get to the main topic. After lunch and Nabilla seemed satisfied with the fullness and Septian launched his mission. Uncover truth.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience you've experienced. I believe it was a very disgusting culinary experience, eating a cake containing the carcass of lizards. Just imagine it's making me sick." Septian opened the conversation.

"I'm glad I haven't eaten it yet. God protected me from that disgusting incident. I hope that in the future the store will be more careful. So what about the continuation of your business? I heard that the shop closed after the incident. And I'm sure it wasn't my fault. Because as a consumer I'm on the wrong side." Sahut Nabilla relaxed while putting a smile on her innocent face.

Septian smiled bitterly. The young girl in front of him was speechless and manipulated the situation. What a cunning girl.

Nabilla's smile faded, her face turning as white as cotton. Riska was preparing to record their conversation with her phone which she had hidden under the table. 

"What's your relationship with Miss Kades. Why can the carcass cake that he made can get to you. And instead of contacting us directly for accountability, why did you post the incident on social media instead? What is your purpose and purpose?" Septian asked soft yet sharp.

"Truly I don't know what Dian and his mother meant and asked me to do that. Dian and I are college friends. I just got the cake from them. And I get paid to post those disgusting incidents on social media." Nabilla panicked.

"So it's true that you did this on Dian and her mother's orders?" Riska stressed once again that she needed a statement from Nabilla as irrefutable evidence.

Nabilla looked down agitatedly, for a moment flinching.

"Yes, they made me do that." Said slowly.

"Why would you do that? Don't you feel that their orders to you are so awkward?" Lontar Septian was inexhaustible.

"I need money and I think it's just a trivial matter. Didn't know the tail was gonna be this long. And now what? You guys want to sue me? You guys are wrong! Suit Dian and her mother!" Sergey Nabilla.

"Honestly I don't like to complicate things and prolong this affair. You're young, it's a pity that your track record is tarnished by criminal records. If you know your actions are against the law, you can be punished for libel and defamation. Poor parents and your future, you may have trouble finding work. I just need an honest confession from you, and that's what I got." Septian looked at Nabilla who was still lowered with concerned eyes.

"All right, I'm grateful you didn't complicate my situation. Before you change your mind, excuse me. Thank you for the deal." Nabilla got up from her chair. He was both afraid and ashamed before Septian. It was as if the man's gaze was skinning himself.

"Live honestly, you're young. Your conscience is still clean, do not be easily tempted by the money obtained easily. Nothing is free in this world." Order Septian while putting a white envelope on the table.

"What do you mean by that envelope?" Nabilla asked confusedly.

"It's for your fare to go home, or just pocket money for taking the time to convey honesty to me." Soft Septian.

"No need." Nabilla shook her head.

"Take it, this isn't money. I'm sincere." 

"Well if you force. Thank you." Thank you." Nabilla grabbed the white envelope and put it in her bag. He did not mince words before leaving Septian and Riska. He was too embarrassed to say goodbye to them. He hoped this would be the last time he met the charismatic man.

Riska clucked her head at Nabilla's behavior.

"Truly don't have the kid's attitude. Is Dian like so is Mas's behavior?" 

"So much worse than that." Sahut Septian flat.

"Wow!" Riska.

"Prepare Ris, after this we go to Miss Kades' house. This matter will be resolved today as well. Nabilla's confession was recorded, right?"

"It's safe, it's safe!"

"We're leaving now." Septian got up to get his car keys.