Mahligai Infidelity

- Search-for

Buto returned home with a white pouch in his hand, as no one at the Buto guard post directly entered the house.

Inside the house, Narsih was seen crying. And Sarah's face looked very tense.

“Aunt what's wrong?” tanya Buto as he approached bi Narsih.

“Buto you from anywhere? You saw nyonyah?” ask bi Narsih while hiccuping.

Parma chemical plastic bag in Buto's grasp in his lift. “Deons. He sent me to the pharmacy to buy a headache medicine.” small white plastic in Buto's grasp was given to bi Narsih. “I will look for the mistress, the mistress must not be far from here,” said Buto then ran out of the house.

Buto looking up to the road. Deon's car was a box car, until Buto stopped all the box cars that passed around the road in front of the house.

Buto ransacked every box car to cause traffic jams on the front streets. Not satisfied just looking in front of the house, Buto expanded the search to the terminal and anywhere. He focused on the black box car, like the car that Deon drove.

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Four hours passed. Because for too long crying bi Narsih became weak, he was so depressed over the actions of his son Deon. Bi Narsih did not understand why Deon would kidnap his own master.

After being given tranquilizers, Narsih was finally able to fall asleep that night.

At nine o'clock in the night, Arkan was home. He immediately mobilized people to look for Wulan. Already with the help of the police and civil society, but the results are still nil.

Unsatisfied just by waiting for results in the house, Arkan took to the street to look for Wulan. He searched all corners of the streets and alleys scattered in the big city of Surabaya.

So Renata and Sarah, they also went to look for the whereabouts of Wulan. Even with just a piece of Wulan's photo, they continued to search and ask anyone they met on the streets.

The next morning, Arkan returned home. He came home only to find bi narcissus. Bi Narsih must have woken up by then.

Arkan langusng towards the narsih bi room located at the back of the house.

When he saw Arkan bi narsih immediately fell at Arkan's feet while crying.

“Master, forgive me. I'm the cause of missing mistress. Aunt guilty to mr.” Bi narsih said.

“Wake up bi, I want to ask something to auntie,” said Arkan.

“Ask the master, anything will aunty answer,” said bi Narsih.

“Where is aunt's village? No Deon mobile phone and Deon house in Jakarta? Give all the locations that are often visited to ku” asked Arkan.

“Aunty village in village B. While Deon's mobile phone no aunt knows no master, usually stored on the aunt's phone, but since the aunt's phone seized master Brian aunty no longer know the contacts in it.” says Bi narsih honest.

“Where to stay Deon?” ask Arkan.

“Deon sniffed in the rampai alley number nine mister. Not far from Brian's house, Deon also had a friend who sniffed there named Rosa. You can ask other information from Rosa where the place where Deon often visited,” bi Narsih replied.

“Bi, later the police will come here to ask for aunt's information, work well together. So that as soon as possible we can find Wulan,” said Arkan.

“Good sir aunty tau,” sahut bi Narsih.

“Master, Buto looking for master, he wants to meet master,” said mbok Roro from behind.

“Where is he?” Arkan langusng left bi Narsih. He rushed to meet Buto who was waiting for him in front.

“Master Arkan,” greet Buto once Arkan arrives.

“What happened yesterday?” ask Arkan.

“Deon, sir. He asked me to buy medicine. I saw him sweating coldly and pale in the face, so I hurried to the pharmacy at the intersection of three, I did not know Deon had any intention of kidnapping the mistress. Forgive me,” said Buto while looking down.

“You've searched Wulan where?” continue Arkan.

“On each street sir. Black pick up car,” replied Buto. Buto is not good at talking. He simply answered what he was asked.

“Black Hyundai pick up car has been found near the port. There was nothing in that car. It's likely that Deon has already brought Wulan in another vehicle. Maybe also Wulan has been brought by ship,” Arkan said.

Buto looked down sad.

“I want to say thank you,” said Buto.

“Pamit? Where to?” ask Arkan.

“I will look for the mistress, I will find my mistress appointment,” said Buto.

“Ok, please give your phone number, if you have any news please contact me,” Arkan said.

“I don't have a phone.”

“I'll give you this phone, you need to contact me. Ok?”

“I can't use a phone,” replied Buto again.

Arkan scratched his head in frustration.

He finally walked to the table where there was a polpen and paper in the drawer. Arkan wrote a phone number on the paper.

He returned to where Buto was standing and handed the paper to Buto.

“Please contact me if you have found Wulan, I will give you a reward,” Arkan said.

After holding the paper, Buto instantly passed from before Arkan.

Buto searches for Wulan to a place Brian might use to hold the captives hostage. Buto knows for sure where Brian often used to lock his hostages.

Meanwhile…

In the trunk of a car. Wulan was unconscious, she was tied behind the trunk of a car. The car continued to drive away from the city of Surabaya to Semarang.

After spending the night in Semarang, Wulan was taken to a ship to an island.

Wulan was tied for days. His body looks weak, sometimes he is fed potluck by the man who carries it. He was transferred from one person to another who was completely unknown to him. Like a shipment he was taken to his destination.

On an island, that's where the ship carrying Wulan docked. The aroma of sea water is very distinctive and familiar to hit the nose of Wulan.

“Where is this?” inner Wulan. In the darkness Wulan tried to stay conscious.

The sound of footsteps came closer. The feet stood right in front of him. In an instant, the circular binding cloth closed its eyes and its mouth was loose.

“Eat this,” a man throws a box of rice in front of Wulan.

“I where?” asked Wulan in a weak tone. “Where again, you have returned to your hometown,” said the man was rude.

“Eat it, or you'll starve to death. No one can help you but yourself.” The man shifts the rice box with his feet. “At least you can have more energy if you are full,” said the man again then leave from there.

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TBC…