
"Sir Karto calm down." Said one of the nurses in the room.
"Karto's."Repeated Rafli, suddenly he remembered a person named Karto who was in his car. "Could it?" Inner Rafli.
"Would you guys get out first, we'd take care of the patients."
Rafli and Aryo finally came out of the room, sitting on a long bench in front of the room.
"Sir Aryo." Call Rafli.
"Yes sir."
"May I ask you a few things?" Rafli asked and got a nod from Aryo.
"Your father's name is Karto?"
"Truly sir"
"Do you know where your father worked before he got sick."
"My father used to be a gardener in a wealthy family, if not the owner of Bagaskara Group. You worked there for decades." Aryo. He answers all questions Rafli because he feels reluctant, the feeling of unease because Rafli has been kind enough to take him to make Aryo answer Rafli's questions.
Rafli sculpts, it seems like his meeting with Aryo is not a coincidence, thanks to all that Rafli found Mr. Karto, someone he believed to be a witness to the fire 15 years ago.
"Sir Aryo know why you suddenly get sick after coming home from work?"
"I don't know either, sir. A week after my sick father accidentally came to the main house of Bagaskara Group, his intention was to tell me that he could not work, but I did not meet my father's boss, he said, said their master's servant was in the funeral home because the big madam died." Aryo looked away trying to remember the past.
"May I have Aryo's phone number?"
"By sir."
Rafli recorded Aryo's phone number on his smart device, he will continue to dig information from Aryo, because it is impossible to extract information from Mr. Karto who is mentally ill.
***
As the night progresses, Rafli leaves the Hospital after Aryo tells him to go home. During the trip Rafli continued to think about Mr. Karto, actually what happened until Mr. Karto had a mental disorder.
Rafli's attention is suddenly distracted by a row of shophouses selling a variety of fresh flowers. Rafli pulls out of his car, planning to buy flowers for Lala as a sign of his apology.
Rafli chooses a red rose to give to Lala, after paying her back in her car and placing the bouquet next to her.
Rafli commented with a smile, he was looking forward to meeting Lala. I don't know what spell the girl was wearing so Rafli always thought about it.
Rafli stops his car right in front of Lala's house, sending a message to Lala to get the girl out to see him.
I'm downstairs, come out...
Rafli hummed softly as he waited for a reply to Lala's message, but inadvertently his gaze caught a familiar figure coming out of Mala's old house.
"Mr Mahesa, what is he doing here."
Rafli accidentally turns off his car, he observes Mr. Mahesa from his car, before long bi Ningsih come out, they chat for a moment before finally Mr. Mahesa leaves the house bi Ningsih.
"They know each other?"
Tok.shock.
The sound of a knock on the windshield distracts Rafli, he immediately lowers his windshield and throws a smile at Lala.
"Come in." Pinta Rafli gently.
Lala went around the car and she got into Rafli's car.
"Have you finished your job?" Lala asked, the girl was sitting next to Rafli.
"It."
Rafli grabbed a bouquet of red roses from the back seat, he moved it back before Lala came in.
"For you." Rafli handed the bouquet to Lala.
"For me." Lala's struggling, she can't believe Rafli gave her flowers.
"Hem, as a sign of my apology." Rafli said, he grabbed one of Lala's hands and held it.
"It shouldn't be a hassle, I know you're busy and I understand it. Thanks for the flowers." Lala said wisely, he then kissed the shoots of the rose petals, his lips curved back published a very beautiful smile in the eyes of Rafli.
Rafli changed his sitting position, he leaned forward, as if forgetting the promise he made this morning, Rafli again intended to kiss Lala.
When their lips were hard to get close, Lala suddenly restrained her shoulders.
"Why is your head?" Lala asked, she gently rubbed Rafli's bluish forehead.
"I almost hit the guy, I forgot to put on my seat belt and it's like this." Rafli said with a bitter laugh.
"Basic sloppy. Does it still hurt?" Lala looked at Rafli worriedly.
"Little bit. But I think it'll heal if you kiss her."
"It hasn't been" Rafli pointed at his lips. Maybe the right proverb for Rafli is to be given the heart even ask for the heart, already kissed once even want to many times.
Cup..
Two horizontal kisses on Rafli's lips, he smelled a smile because he got a kiss from Lala. It was unexpected that the ice stone twins began to melt in the hands of the two girls who were friends.
"It's night, come in. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." Rafli said while stroking Lala's head.
"Hem.be careful on the road, treat your wounds immediately. Let me know when I get there."
Cup Cups..
Three more kisses landed on Rafli's lips before he got out of the car..Rafli misbehaved, his face blushed getting special treatment from Lala.
****
Arthur's Apartment..
Mala and Pakde Karto sat side by side while watching a television show. A potato chip served on a plate, a snack that can not be eaten Mala while with Arthur, according to Arthur snack in the packaging is not good for health. It's true, but if you don't papa once in a while.
The television show was interrupted when breaking news suddenly appeared on television screens carrying a news about a fire in a densely populated settlement.
"Turn off the TV, it's night." Pakde Karto got up from his seat, he walked towards his room. Just a few steps the body of Pakde Karto has fallen on the floor.
"Sir." Shouted Mala with a mouth full of potato chips.
Mala got up from the sofa, he ran towards the body of Pakde Karto who was lying on the floor. Mala shook the body of Pakde Karto, suddenly the words of Pakde Karto ringed in Mala's ears.
"Boom up." Mala Seru.
"Sir." Mala again shook the body of Pakde Karto.
Five minutes later, Pakde Karto began to open his eyes, he looked at Mala who was sitting beside him.
"Mala." Said the man in a hoarse voice.
Mala looked at the man's face. Mala's heart seemed to stop when he met with shady eyes that some days he missed, Mala threw away his face, he could not if he had to face Rey. Yes, Mala believes that the one in front of her right now is Rey. That warm look belonged only to Rey.
"Mala." Repeat the man.
"Why did you let me sleep on the floor." He then got up and sat down to face Mala. He gently grabbed Mala's hand and rubbed the ring in Mala's sweet finger.
"Aren't you going to answer my proposal."
Mala turned her head, she looked back at the face of the man who was now sitting cross-legged in front of her. "That eye, why does Mr. Arthur have that highlight, that shady gaze that usually only Rey has. I really can't tell them apart right now."
"Why silence." Said the man while touching Mala's cheek.
"Mr Arthur?"
"It's me, someone else proposed to you." Goda Arthur's.
"How do you answer." The bill is impatient.
Mala looked down, he looked at the cicin given by Arthru, he mimilin the ring and then tried to remove it. Arthur who saw this immediately prevented Mala, he clasped Mala's hands tightly.
"Don't turn me down now. I'll give you a little longer." Pinta Arthur half-cute.
"Sir." Call Mala slowly.
"Yes." Yeah."
"What if we knew each other before. I mean when we were kids."
"What do you mean."
"According to Assistant Rafli, the fire that took your mother's life was in a villa at the top."
"Yes, it's my family's villa, now it's been renovated but I still can't get there." Arthur's reply confirmed Mala's words.
"Both of my parents also died from the fire and the aunt said the fire happened in a Villa in the summit area belonging to my mother's friend." Mala continued her conjecture. I don't know why Mala suddenly wanted to tell about her prejudice.
"The fire happened 15 years ago..I've been looking at it from various media, but in that year there was only one fire in the summit area, and the fire occurred in the Villa belonging to Bagaskara Group."
Arthur shut his mouth, he did not believe Mala's words.
"You sure?" Ask Arthur.
"I'm not too sure yet, for that I want to ask for your help, please find out who deliberately burned the Villa, after this problem obviously I will answer your application."
Arthur took Mala's body into his arms, feeling guilty for never knowing Mala's feelings about her parents.
Mala was lulled in the warmth of Arthur's embrace, she felt comfortable and safe in the man's arms, suddenly Mala wanted to cry, she wanted to spill all her sadness, she wanted to share a story with Arthur.
Clear circles began to wet Mala's cheeks, the next second she began to sob. While Arthur was silent, he let Mala spill her grief, he could only seal Mala's long vines and try to calm her down.
"Don't be sad alone, share with me." Arthur's whisper as he kissed Mala's head repeatedly.