
"Go to the airport" has not had time to ask the tone has issued his order.
"Good".
Arriving at the tone still giving orders. "Down and buy a flight ticket to Indonesia using your sister's name and identity.
"What do you mean Miss Tone will leave for Indonesia with a ticket on behalf of my sister?".
"Yes, you don't mind and remember no one knows my flight and no one can know it, after this my phone will never be active again, no one will ever be on my flight, thank you for your help and take good care of yourself".
Although buraq is not very familiar with the tone but he has long joined the crew of the assistant tone and indeed now the tone is not active in their cooperation but buraq is very familiar with the tone of beautiful artists he is married to a successful businessman from his country.
'What is he now running away..why did he go silent and do not want to know his existence, as the artist was ordinary but gone from the husband what is the problem?!' thought buraq but he remained silent and immediately got the flight ticket.
"Miss one hour departure you can directly check in now please your goods I brought".
After everything is done.
"Buraq here's a little money for you, thank you good-bye".
"This lady is not necessary, I will help the needs of the lady, take good care of the lady and be careful on the road contact me if there is a problem that requires my energy".
"It's okay buraq, I go first".
Tone is gone and buraq still looking at the back that is no longer visible he feels something is wrong but what he does not know, he just feels sad tone looks mysterious.
Indonezsian...
Upon arrival at the international airport the tone of waiting for his luggage to take a suitcase and bag makes him one ride on the handle of his suitcase then drag the suitcase while walking he looked towards the arrival of the other and when he turned he hit someone "Sorry.sorry I will help collect your goods" said the tone while trying to pick up some items scattered mobile phones, power bank, cash hp, headsets, and waist bags are open.
While the owner of the item froze to hear the sound and had seen the beautiful black eyes belonging to the tone he was sure it was the tone even though it was wrapped in syar'i clothes and veiled.
"It's your stuff" said the tone handing it to the person he hit just now.
"No..."
"..."
Nada immediately left without looking again while dragging her suitcase, fortunately there was a driver who offered her a ride and brought her suitcase and bag of tones of cars.
"Where will I take you?" ask the driver.
Nada mentions an address outside the city, after a two-hour drive to the destination.
It's the grandmother's house of her mother's tone no one's ever known other than tone.
"What's with the tone he came back on his own and like hiding his identity?!" said to himself as he continued to pay attention to the figure who opened the door and entered the ancient and still well-maintained old house.
While keeping an eye on the old house he called "have the confidant watch over the old house outside the city,just now there was a woman from the airport directly to this house report the situation and the movement made by the woman followed every trip"
After giving the order still keep an eye on the house and there is no sign of movement from the person who entered this afternoon will come out again.
It was night someone from the car on the side of the sheltered road was still watching the house.
"Our master has installed a cctv to monitor every corner of the house".
"Alright even if there is a cctv but you have to watch the movement of people who are in the house, especially a woman he veiled".
"Alright sir".
While in the old house.
Tone put his suitcase and bag in the middle room he checked every inch of the house looks so clean and well maintained, this house used to belong to his grandmother and grandfather but his mother was not raised here, he said,his mother grew up in the city after mother married grandmother and grandfather settled here.
grandfather died while the tone was still seventh grade school and the grandmother died one month after the accident that his father had experienced and this house was cared for by the son of a faithful servant grandmother and not far from where he lived from here the family took care of and managed the garden of the grandmothers they had worked on from generations before they were guarding this day and they knew the little lady of this family was married and almost never came here.
Tone up the top floor of the house that feels comfortable gives a sense of comfort and fond memories in his childhood while on vacation here his room on the floor above the front during the morning from here can see around this place that the hills are full of plants.
After being satisfied around the tone down the lower floor and choose a room on the lower floor for him to occupy so as not to bother dragging his suitcase and bag.
Rest for a while while drinking soy milk made by aunt rafeah and his bread was on the way to eat only instant beans provided by aunt rafeah, on the trip he took to stop by shopping his needs shopping for a lot of groceries, fruits, fresh vegetables, meat, meat,fish, eggs and snacks, Snack various flavors do not forget to buy a mobile phone and supporting devices.
The refrigerator in this house has long been unused but still works well, the tone immediately turns it on and arrange the vegetables while the others are placed in the kitchen food cabinet.
After everything was done he began to check the stove as well, all electronic equipment furniture is still in good condition.
"At last can rest, how are the news of my son who is in there thank you for not making the mother nauseous nausea" he said stroking elus stomach is still flat.
He then remembered the quote "What you feel is honey at this time I dare not imagine whether you are sad or still calm or you will forget me tormented"
Because of the exhaustion of finally falling asleep without a dream he was completely unconscious being watched out there, someone was impatient to know what the true tone was, the true tone, the,why did he come back with a closed appearance and choose a place to live outside the city alone.
A black shadow figure walked up to this old house because there was no guardrail so easily approached the house and was behind the wall checking the windows of every room that thought there was a occupant.
While watching his surroundings from inside the house is very quiet as if there is no life in it the lookout figure feels restless already impatient to meet someone there but does not dare to act further than just leaning against the wall the house that he expected was the bedroom that was inhabited tonight, even this glass window was imperceptible behind it was dark or bright because the curtains were so thick and lit.
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