Mastenges

115. An error?

"Where are the others, sir?" Suprapto asked when he had just arrived at his office.

"Called to the Police Chief." Suhut colleagues Suprapto.

"So, we're not meeting?" Ask Suprapto again.

Today, exactly one week Suprapto served in Riau province as the first officer with the earliest rank.

"So, we'll just wait for them to come back from Polda." Speak of Suprapto colleagues who have the same rank as himself.

"Oh yes, I forgot, what is the name of our Police Chief?" Ask Suprapto.

"Oh.. Brigadier General Galang Artana."

Suprapto fell silent, as if he was no stranger to hearing the name.

"Who?" Ask her again.

"Brigjen Galang Artana."

Instantly Suprapto recalled the Typhoon's question about the name "Galang". But, is the Galang that Typhoon asked is Galang Artana? There are many people named Galang. Only, Typhoon asked about Galang who was in the agency.

Suprapto began to move outside the room, and walked to the cafeteria next to the office building.

"Mom, coffee 1," Suprapto said.

"Yes sir" said the mother who sells in the canteen.

Suprapto sat in a long chair, then he pulled out his phone and tried to find out about Galang. After he typed the department and full name of Galang, then appeared some photos that show if the man in the photo is Galang Artana.

Suprapto observed the photo of the man named Galang. Although he was old enough, but his face looked very youthful. It was still obvious the good looks the man had.

"I've seen it" murmured Suprapto.

Suprapto pensively for a while, then he smiled at the canteen mother who gave him black coffee.

"New sir?" Ask the canteen.

"Yes ma'am,"

"Cock just came by?" Ask the mother again.

"Yes" said Suprapto. Then, he looked back at the photo of Galang Artana. A Brigadier General who served in the Regional Police.

"What does the Typhoon mean to look for this man named Galang? Is this what he meant? But, why is her face so familiar?"

"Ah yes! This guy looks like a Typhoon!" Suprapto. So loud he exclaimed, so that the canteen mother and some people who were sitting there noticed him.

"Is the rumor true?" Inner Suprapto.

"Do I have to send a photo of Mr. Galang to Typhoon...? But.. what is it worth?" Suprapto.

Suprapto scratched his non-itchy head. Then, he was pensive in front of his coffee which was still emitting hot steam.

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"Patrol. patrol..." Say Antok, when the Typhoon is pensive in his office. A week of DNA testing. Which means that in a week the results will come out. The more hariz the heart of the Typhoon the more unruly. He began to look agitated and often pensive.

"You are, what's wrong?" Ask Antok who sat next to the Typhoon.

"There's nothing" said the Typhoon.

"Where's your father? Healing yet?" Ask Antok again.

"Alhamdulillah, but still hospitalized." Sahut Typhoon.

"I'm sorry Pan, I haven't been able to see your father."

"It's okay" said Typhoon, smiling at Antok.

"Eh Pan, how's Lestari?" Ask Antok.

"Where do I know, I don't take care of it." Typhoon Chirps.

"Pity yes, Mr. Agus was fired. But, I don't blame your father, just, for his wife..."

"That's it," Cut the Typhoon. Typhoon felt lazy to have to discuss Agus and his family, especially about Amoroso. If he responds, the gossip will be spoken again, and he feels uncomfortable with it all.

"I'm sorry Pan" Antok said.

"It's okay." The cyclone tried to smile at Antok.

"I want to patrol first" said Typhoon, patting Antok on the shoulder.

Antok nodded and smiled at his best friend. Just as the Typhoon moved from its seat, the Typhoon's phone rang.

Dreeett...! Dreeett...!"

The typhoon stopped its tracks and read the message Suprapto had just sent.

How are you Pan?

A message sent by Suprapto.

Typhoon smiled and sat down next to Antok.

"Dad, didn't you patrol?" Ask Antok.

"What's he saying?" Antok seemed excited when he heard the name Suprapto.

"How are you," said Typhoon.

"With you he wants to ask the news, just as I he won't ask. It's a favoritism bang Suprapto!"

The typhoon only smiled in response to Antok's words. Then, he replied to a message from Suprapto.

Thank God good bang, brother how are you? How's there?

The typhoon sent the message and moved back from his seat.

"I walk first, pity the others waiting for me in the parking lot" said Typhoon.

"Yes Pan, be careful" Antok said.

The cyclone smiled and put on his vest. Then he walked out of the room.

Dreeett.. Dreeett..!

Typhoon's phone rang again, but he ignored Suprapto's reply, as he was about to carry out his duties for morning patrols in the region.

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Ponted in front of Pongki. He had just heard word from Pongki's own lips, that the trial would speed up, to be next week. The number of demands that he be immediately adjudicated, making the relevant officers must immediately realize the trial as soon as possible.

"Next week?" Tanya Berta couldn't believe it.

Pongki nodded and let out a long sigh.

"Isn't faster better?" Ask Pongki.

"Indeed. But... Do you know the prosecution's demands?"

Pongki was stunned, he bit his lower lip and threw his gaze towards the exit of the room.

"Pongki, do you know the prosecutor's demands?" Ask Berta again.

Pongki looked at Berta and smiled faintly.

"I know," she said.

"Want to?" Ask Berta with a panicked face.

"You don't want to, I have to face it."

"But Bella is not married!"

Pongki looked at Berta, knowing that Berta knew how severe the punishment would be.

"Then what should I do? Forcing Typhoon to marry Bella as soon as possible?" Ask Pongki.

Berta was silent. Marriage will not be that simple for a Cyclone who is a son of the State. There must be a process and procedure that must be passed by Typhoon and Bella if they are married. Unlike people in general who can directly take care in the Office of Religious Affairs. For the prospective wife of the son of the State, there must be a file prepared, a series of tests on knowing the nature of the prospective wife of the son of the State and the marriage trial which is a condition that must be fulfilled by both brides.

"But Typhoon promised, he would marry Bella and fight for it" Berta said.

"Yes, but it's not that easy with Berta."

Berta was silent again.

"Then, are you ready to face what punishment will be meted out for you?" Ask Berta.

"I'm ready, my team of lawyers are defending me, and will do what's best for me."

"But, you still have a stash to pay them?" Ask Berta half a whisper.

"I paid them every month before this case, and they were under contract with me. They should be ready to defend me if I get hit by any case. And I'm..." Pongki brought his face closer to Berta's.

"What?" Tanya Berta was curious.

"I still have money in my safe house. Can you take it?"

Berta was surprised to hear Pongki's words.

"Money? Which safe? Old house? It's been confiscated.." Berta.

"You can enter, on the grounds that you want to take a photo of the family left behind. I have a safe that nobody knows about. With that money, we can still pay lawyers every month, and that contract won't expire, if we still pay them." Whisper Pongki.

Berta frowned, frowning,

"Where?" Ask Berta.

"On the floor of my study, right under the desk. There is cash that I always keep. The code, the date, month and year of our wedding. Take it, with a suitcase or a bag. Straight away empty it out, the money is useful to you and Bella as well."

Berta looked at Pongki, then he glanced at the officer who was observing them.

"All right," said Berta, smiling at Pongki.

Pongki returned Berta's smile and kissed his wife's cheek.

"But what if it gets caught?" Ask Berta.

"I'm sure you're smart, don't get caught. What else was caught by the Typhoon. He's an honest man." Pongki laughed as he recalled the figure of the Typhoon.

Berta nodded in understanding. After all, he was in dire need of money at this moment.

"understand?" Ask Pongki.

"Yeah" Berta said.

Then, they both smiled meaningfully.