
In a deserted place in the corridor of Arash hospital facing off with a police officer named Mahendra Dwi Angga, when he was 30 years old, he was a young cop who was passionate in solving each case.
"What are you asking to talk alone with me Mr Arash?" ask Mahendra.
"Can you keep a secret about the cause of the accident you just said?"
"Hidden away?"
"True, I don't want the taxi driver who hit my grandfather's car to be called anywhere, especially people from the media"
"Why do you want to keep it a secret? Isn't your side hurt so much? Even you lost your father" the officer looked at Arash suspiciously.
"It's my own business"
"What should I tell my boss about this case? Do you want me to lie to everyone?" Mahendra started frowning dislikes.
"Close the case and you don't have to explain anything to anyone!!" Arash.
"Bright.. Looks like you're a college student, hey kid, you're gonna have to ask your family for approval before you decide something this important"
"You just need to close the case or I am the child in your eyes this will ruin your career!!" arash said with a sharp look.
"Huhh. You're threatening me? You dare threaten the police?"
"No, this is not a threat but a request, if you intend to open my own mouth that will submit this request to your superiors directly! I guess how your next career will be?"
"Bright.. Alright I'll close the case as you wish, but I hope you'll regret it!!" he answered, then he left quickly.
Arash returned to his mother's side, Mariana had calmed down a little. "Yes.." Seeing her son Mariana immediately hugged and leaned on him.
"Your father is gone." he said, sobbing.
"Let's just calm down, there's still me, I'll always be there for Mama" Mariana's cries broke again.
After the funeral Mariana's state is getting worse especially Grandpa Arash's condition which is getting worse by the day, Mariana does not have time to think about the cause of the accident, he only heard from Arash that the taxi driver who hit his father's car had been arrested and received the appropriate punishment, then he said he had blocked all articles that had an adverse effect on the continuity of the company, Mariana can only trust her son completely while adjusting to work in the midst of grief.
The more days Arash's guilt to his mother is getting bigger, it makes him no longer able to stare or even just meet Adinda, until finally he decided to stay away from everyone, he said, after Mariana's better condition she continued her education in Canada, where Mikayla attended school.
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The next day, Lina came to the boutique, when the door was already open, she entered and her eyes looked for the whereabouts of Adinda who came earlier than her.
"Sister.. Brother where?" lina Lantang said.
His sister came to him, his clothes were neat with a bag in his hand. "I have to go Lina, can you take care of the boutique by yourself?"
"Yes, I'm fine, but today 2 people will do an interview.."
"You alone interviewed him, you can determine the eligibility of the workers who will work with us in the future, I trust you!"
"Alright, but why would you want to go lag?"
"I have business, and from today I'm back here"
"What? Wh why? Did Brother have a fight with Brother Arash?"
"No, it's a long story so I'll tell you later when I get back"
"All right"
Just a few steps walk back to stop, Adinda's face frowned, her hand held her forehead which arrived dizzy. "Romans.."
Lina immediately approached him "Why Sister? Sick brother? Big Brother's face is very pale"
"My head hurts and my stomach doesn't taste good, is it because I haven't eaten yet?"
"No need Lin, I'll buy it myself, I'm fine"
"Aren't you sure?" Adinda nodded. "Then you don't ride the bike, I'll order a taxi, you can't refuse okay?"
"Yes, okay"
Moments passed, Adinda arrived at the police station where a person named Mahendra Dwi Angga served first. But it's not that easy.. Adinda was told by her colleague that Mahendra is currently on leave and will return to duty in 5 days.
She walked out feeling disappointed, her steps stopped, she could not wait for 5 days. Finally, Adinda went back inside.
"Sorry, excuse me sir, I have a very urgent matter with him, can I know where his home address is?" adinda asked the policemen on guard, the two looked at each other.
"We don't know you, so we can't give the police officer's home address to just anyone.."
"Can't it really be?"
"No! But.. Looks like you can find him in the lake where fishing in south jakarta"
"Oh.really? Where exactly is Sir?"
The man seemed to think, "Where yes, his name.. Gala...I forgot he ever called it, go find it yourself!!"
"What's wrong, all right, thanks for the information sir"
"Yes yes.."
He continued to search for the man from one fishing spot to another, until it was time for him to be at the last fishing spot he found on the internet.
Adinda circled the place to pay attention to one by one the face of the first person she met with armed with a photo she took from Mahendra social media.
Adinda almost gave up because it looks like she has circled the place but has not found it yet, even though it is late afternoon and fishing is soon closed.
"Bright..." He sighed, his head felt very heavy, he took a break for a moment sitting on a wooden chair by the lake, then a while he got up and walked out, he was resigned if he could not meet the man today, he thought he would come back tomorrow and tomorrow again until he managed to meet him.
Duuukk!! "Aww.." Someone hit Adinda and she almost fell into the lake, fortunately someone caught her in time. "Thank you" said Adinda looking at the person who was still holding her back. "you? Mr Mahendra Dwi Angga?"
"You know me?" She nodded, "Well, I'm pretty famous" said the 40-year-old, who looks more like a thug than a cop.
"Thank you"
"Alright, then I'll go first"
"Wait Sir"
"What's wrong?"
"Can we talk somewhere? I came here because I wanted to see you"
"Oh?? All right, let's sit there, you have time until this place closes in half an hour"
"Good!"
They also sat side by side in the rich chairs on the edge of the lake. "Say what you want to say!" said firmly.
"Ten years ago you were the one who handled the accident case of Darius Hutama and his son-in-law, right?"
Deg, Mahendra suddenly jerked. "Right, but the case was closed by the family and there's nothing I can say, are you a journalist?" Mahendra stared warily.
"No, I am Adinda Maharani, daughter-in-law of the Hutama family and daughter of Ammar Yadityan, a taxi driver who had an accident on the same day ten years ago, you even came to my house after the funeral, don't you remember me?"
Seriate.