
Rasta is shocked to hear news from Devia about Cira. He who was in an important meeting, just walked out of the room without a logical explanation. His mind was only fixed on the current Cira and could not focus on anything else.
"Sir, what should I say to the meeting participants?" Mira, her secretary is trying to catch up to Rasta's hasty steps.
"Say anything as an excuse! Don't ask me! I can't think now!" rasta said as she walked straight and opened the knot of the tie she was wearing.
"But, Sir..." Mira insisted on wanting to know the reason Rasta suddenly left a very important meeting about the progress of SDA oil that their company must supply in the future.
"Mira, don't be like just getting to know me yesterday afternoon! Give me any reason and continue the meeting without me!" he said, making the secretary quiet.
Rasta immediately took his car keys and passed from his place.
Moments later Rasta has arrived in the forest where Cira disappeared.
"Of..." Rendy greeted the newly arrived Rasta.
"What's going on?" rasta said trying to calm down even though in her heart semraut and tangled.
"So Cira was chased by a man."
"Who?"
"I don't know, but her face is familiar...."
"Like who?" ask Rasta impatiently.
"An official shouted," said Rendy scratching his temple at a glance because he was not sure of the figure of the man he had met earlier.
"Sia lan!" Rasta's hands clenched tightly, knowing that the man must be Cira's foster father.
"All the Basarnas teams arrived just half an hour ago, now they're going down the river to find Cira" Rendy said.
"Thank you," said Rasta patting Rendy's shoulder at a glance.
Rasta was about to pass, taking a closer look at Cira's search process but Rendy's voice came back.
"I think Om is Cira's om, it turns out Om is her future husband?"
"Hmm, you know what?" Rasta did not dismiss Rendy's words, instead she asked why Rendy knew it.
"I thought I told Alina and I just heard that."
"That's how it is" answered Rasta calmly. Rendy was silent, he realized that until whenever Cira would be difficult to achieve, in addition to Cira who closed himself from him, Cira also had a prospective husband like Rasta who seemed very established. Maybe Rendy should retreat regularly rather than lose after a battered run.
Rasta headed for an area closer to the river, where he met Devia who had already arrived. Devia cries sadly for the events that happened to Cira, however she already considers Cira like her biological daughter.
"Dirga, should Ken and Hana know about this?" Devia looked at Rasta with her pale face.
Rasta. "Until Cira is found, just tell them, Tant!" rasta Break.
"Look in there!" peekik an officer Basarnas pointed towards the edge of the river that many mangrove trees.
Rasta saw the direction intended by the officer, he opened the suit wrapped in his body, then opened the shoes he also wore, he rolled up his shirt sleeves. Looks like he was wrong costume now because he did not have time to change clothes earlier.
"I'm gonna go find Cira, Tant..."
"But Dirga..."
"I will not forgive myself if Cira is not found. I have to find him, Tant!" rasta emphasized the word.
In the next second, Rasta immediately joined the national team. There was a debate between them, but finally Rasta was given safety tools such as buoys and so on to participate in the search mission.
"Cil, why is everything so gini?" batin Rasta was frustrated.
"You know, I found out I promised you I'd marry you, Cil..." Rasta wiped away her tears that somehow dripped just like that. Is this how Ken felt when Zahra disappeared?
Rasta took a motorcycle boat and waded through the roar of river water with the basarnas team to find Cira, his little girl. If Cira is not found then he will not forgive himself. He should have kept Cira more protective, so that this kind of incident never happened.
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The second day of Cira's search, Rasta was already in a loss of sense mode. He was angry and tempramental to all those he felt were harassing him in the area. He did not want to be banned during the search for Cira.
"Even if the girl was found, she must have died" said one resident who witnessed the process for two days.
Hearing that, Rasta ignited her emotions, she almost beat up the man who spoke like that until it sounded to her hearing. Though if viewed from the possibility that occurred, the loss of Cira until two days is not possible if Cira is found in a living condition, but Rasta does not want to admit it in him, for him Cira lives no matter what.
Luckily the fight that almost happened was broken by some residents and the national team near Rasta.
"I'm sorry, Mas. I just got carried away because this missing girl is my future wife." Rasta shook the hand of the man he almost beat because he had argued about the condition of Cira that could not live again.
"Yes, Mas. I'm sorry, too. Maybe my words offended Mas," the man looked distastefully at Rasta.
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Rasta came home in the middle of the night, he took a drink from his storage cabinet, he sat in a mini bar near his kitchen then he started drinking his drink until drunk. He has not been able to change for the better like Ken. I don't know, changing isn't as easy as saying it is. Sometimes he still does this even if not as often as he used to.
"Cil, if you've met. you have to take responsibility for my psychiatric condition!" racau Rasta between soberness and drunkenness.
"Cira... go home, yes!" said again. He is like a person affected by Pseudobulbar affect syndrome, where the condition is now crying while laughing and tends to be uncontrollable. And what he laughs at is not funny. Don't know what.
"I'm sorry, Cil..."
After saying that sentence, he also fell asleep at the mini bar table, fell asleep in a head that was lying on his desk, in a drunk state and must have been with a very smelly body condition, because he hasn't had a bath since coming home from a search mission. Even his clothes were still wet because the terrain in the Cira search mission was a river.
Only once this condition was very messy, but in the past he was also like this when beaten by Owen and his syndicates, but at that time only his appearance was chaotic, but at that time, unlike now whose heart and mind were also almost crazy.
"Right..."
Uncle Sapta found Rasta in a state of concern. For several months he had rarely seen Rasta drunk, he could guess Rasta like this because of the loss of Cira.
"Don't do this, son. You should pray that Cir is found soon." Uncle Sapta patted Rasta on the back trying to wake the man up but Rasta just muttered softly and the muttering sounded heartbreaking.
"Cira..."
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