Mahligai Infidelity

I'm Waiting for a Mu-I

On the terrace of a room, Arkan was lying relaxed on a reclining chair. The view of the enchanting beach is unheeded. At that time he was cool with the pussle game that had just been downloaded from the play store. Just to expel his boredom in his spare time.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of knocking on the door of the room made him take off his phone on the chair and walk up to the door.

“Siang sir,” greet Daniel.

“Siang,” says Arkan briefly.

“Bapak still don't want to return to Jakarta?” ask Daniel.

“Emoh,” the answer is short.

“But sir, your work in Jakarta has piled up,” said Daniel.

“This is an order from papa ya?” ask Arkan.

Daniel was silent.

“I can't handle my feelings yet, if I meet Wulan how?” inner Arkan.

“Oh yes sir, the development of police search that you asked for yesterday some time ago has been the result,” said Daniel.

“Where is the result?”

“Search on behalf of Hendy Mulya has been terminated. Victim has been declared missing!” said Daniel.

“Why can?” ask Arkan in disbelief.

“The search has been almost 30 days, given the physical condition and health of the grandfather so the police decided like this.

“Wulan? Has he returned from vacation?” ask Arkan.

“I don't know sir, according to immigration data, Mr. Brian has done a chop passport in Indonesia yesterday afternoon.”

“Wulan?” ask Arkan.

“Name bu Wulan does not exist. Is it possible that mom Wulan has another identity?” ask Daniel.

I can only get the latest list the last few days, I can't steal the data too far. If caught their data in the breakup they will strengthen their security system,” said Daniel who turned out to steal data by cheat.

“Prepare ticket for me today.”

Without a stale Daniel immediately opened his ipad then look for a flight Jakarta at that time.

“Pak, there is Garuda at 3.15 two hours from now. And there is another Batik air at 9 pm later,” reported Daniel.

“Take the fastest. I'll be ready now.”

Arkan hurried to open his suitcase on the bed, he stuffed all his original stuff in the suitcase. Something's stuck, about Grandpa's search. There was no way Wulan would stop the search. Now it has not been 30 days since grandfather disappeared, grandfather can not be in real will disappear. The search should be extended by another 30 days.

After all the goods went into the suitcase, Arkan went straight from the place to the airport. He will soon return to Jakarta, ignoring his feelings that still want to forget Wulan.

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For weeks Wulan had been locked up in the mansion. His physical condition is now getting better, bruises and scars on his body have healed perfectly.

That afternoon Wulan was busy in the garden beside the house. He restores the garden that is left by the gardener, weeds that grow around the flowers should he remove, dry leaves and dried flowers in clean it. The park looks beautiful again.

During the last few weeks in during the recovery period Wulan continued to help bi Narsih clean the house. He is still very grateful at a time like this there is bi Narsih who continues to accompany him.

“Dad, warm drinks of ginger and brown sugar are good for smoothing blood circulation,” said bi Narsih who just came out from the side door. Bi Narsih carried a tray filled with glasses and a hot water pitcher on it.

Wulan returned the kindness of the aunt with a smile. “Thanks bi,” says it.

“Buto,” shouted bi Narsih while staring at the door.

Wulan followed towards the door, where Buto was overwhelmed with a basket and a plate in his hand.

Buto without further ado put two dishes and a basket on the table.

“How many snacks?” ask Wulan.

“Do not be too redundant bi, if not exhausted dear,” reprimand Wulan.

“Dih mistress, if not managed food brought here will be stale,” bela bi Narsih.

“Try the money given, certainly can be saved, this is what is given food stock. When do we get out of here? Aunty has not been to the market for a long time. Do not let the market move,” joked bi Narsih.

“If Wulan even thinks more about grandfather, how are you now? How's search? Is grandpa okay?”

Bi Narsih patted Wulan's shoulder. “Grandpa must be fine Nyah. Grandfather can not leave Nyonyah without news,” said bi Narsih encouraging.

“That's bi, maybe something happened to grandpa. Grandpa couldn't just leave. Whatever my mistake, grandfather has never been like this.”

Buto who is his cuek nature does not say a word. Whatever Wulan's problem, he can't do anything. His only duty is to escort Wulan like Brian's boss orders.

Then the sound of a car just stopped in the front yard of the house.

“There came Nyah,” said bi Narsih.

“What is sir?” auntie rushed forward to see who was coming.

Wulan's face became a little scared. If Brian were to come by then, would he be hit again? But he wanted to meet the man, he wanted to apologize. He would obey all of Brian's words so as not to be locked up in that house again.

Moments later, Deon appears from behind the door. While at the mother's omeli, he walked towards the table where Wulan was sitting.

“Deon how did you get in?” ask Wulan.

“Guard beyond my friend's fence,” replied Deon.

“This child if not in search, has forgotten to tell mother, mother thinks of you every day, now even appear in exorbitant style,” said bi Narsih. He continued to lecture his son who had been more than three months had not come to see him.

“Sorry mom, Deon now has a job out of town. Deon is now a busy man,”.

Wulan carefully watched Deon's uncharacteristic style. Everything on his body is a pretty famous brand. With the Deon style that only works oddly, there is no way Deon can buy clothes that good.

“What do you work for now huh, what are you out of work city? What else can you do besides being a driver?!” serang bi Narsih's.

“That's my job, I'm an inter-city driver. That's why I'm rarely here,” Deon said.

“Yang really?” ask bi Narsih.

“Bener ma'am, my salary is now good. I plan to buy a housewife in the village,” Deon said.

“Thank God, I'm happy if you can make it. The important thing is that you take care of yourself, remember to always pray for almighty instructions to always be safe wherever you are,” tips and talks do not stop coming out of the mouth of a woman who has some not not not met her son.

Buto with his stiff face while chewing food on the table, continued to watch the small quarrel between the mother and the child. While Wulan, once in a while he smiled, it turned out that behind the softness and friendliness bi Narsih harbored a very powerful nagging power.

“Oh yes, here give your phone,” pinta the mother.

“Mobile? I did not bring a mobile phone, before entering here at confiscation in front,” replied Deon.

“You said, keep it your temen. How seized?” ask bi Narsih.

“That's the rule if you want to enter here ma'am, if you force fear Deon accused of going against you,” said Deon.

Bi Narsih glanced at the son in dissatisfaction.

“Deon what if you meet Arkan. You can't do it?” ask Wulan.

Deon thought for a moment. “Can Nyah,” answer.

“You said Arkan Wulan was waiting for him,” Wulan said.

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TBC…