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Upon hearing that Pomegranate has become a police fugitive, Arga begins to lose his way. He drives his car fast. Currently, he did not have a definite purpose until he finally drove his car towards a park in the middle of the city. It just so happened that there was an artificial lake that might be able to calm his current chaotic mind.

Up there, he still felt terrified, his mind far floating. He looks so fucked up right now. Arga decided to pull the car over the side of the road, then started to move his legs towards a long chair, and he sat there. Suddenly, a man slapped his shoulder.

"Astaghfirullah," he said in shock.

The man smiled as he looked at Arga.

"Sorry, did you surprise me?"

"Eh, no sir, there's nothing."

"Are you in a lot of trouble right now? Why do you look so fucked up?"

Arga nodded, the man just smiled.

"Come, come to your house, who knows you need a place or want to calm your mind for a moment."

Arga turned to look at the father, then nodded his head. Like being hypnotized, Arga followed all of the man's requests. He is also on his way to his home.

While on the other hand, Madam Taruna seemed worried about her son who never came.

"Where are you going, son. Why isn't the clock coming home?" he said he was worried until he walked back and forth from one place to another.

A moment later, the car that her husband was driving had returned. He did promise to take his wife and son to the place of a Kyai. Maybe that's why her husband came home. At the moment, Arga is not back. Then the panic immediately appeared and overshadowed Madam Taruna.

They did deliberately bring Arga to a Kyai rather than a smart person. Of course this was done to treat the inner wound of his son.

Seeing his wife walking back and forth like an iron, made Mr. Taruna confused. "Something seems wrong" he murmured.

He rushes out of the car and walks towards his wife, "What's wrong, why do you look worried?"

"Arga, my mother."

"Yes, Arga why?" ask Mr. Hadi.

"Arga hasn't returned?" said scared.

"Well, how can you let him go?"

Madam Taruna nodded. "Sorry," he-squeer.

The Mister Taruna breathed out his breath violently. Then he held his wife's body in his arms. After feeling calm, he immediately invited his wife to enter the house.

Suddenly the phone in his pocket rang. Mr. Taruna hinted for his wife to sit down and he would pick up the phone.

"City ...."

"Assalamu'alaikum" said a man from the other side.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, uh, Mr. Kyai, what's wrong?"

For a moment the face of the Mister Midshipman was shocked, his two eyes bulged, then he nodded his head. After a short conversation, the phone connection was cut off.

He walked towards his wife.

"What's up, Mom?"

"Sir, Arga is already in Pak Kyai's cottage."

"Well, how come, Mom?"

"So, just now, Mr. Kyai called me."

"Alhamdulillah, yes come on, ma'am."

"Come, we've been waiting for him."

Without changing clothes, they immediately left. The couple were on their way to the cottage of one of the most famous Kyai in the city. They drove the car at full speed. Coincidentally that day the condition of the streets was quite quiet so it did not take long, they had arrived at the cottage area.

The cottage arena is quite quiet, because at this hour most of his students are studying in class. Meanwhile, elsewhere, there, Arga's car was parked neatly in the cottage yard.

"Truly lo, Mas. That's Arga's car, our son."

"Yes, deck."

The two of them got out of the car and immediately entered the cottage.

"Assalamu'alaikum ..." said Madam Taruna when entering.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, uh you guys have come. Let's sit down first."

The two men immediately sat down and joined Mr. Kyai.

"You must be confused as to why I was able to meet your son?"

Quickly they began to nod compactly.

"It's all God's permission, so you're at ease."

"When I was worried because he did not come, when I heard the news that he was here, I was very grateful," said Madam Taruna with eyes that had been slightly wet.

"Patience, sincerity, if Allah has avoided us, then I am sure, God also brought us together."

The two old men nodded and were a little relieved. Meanwhile, Arga still looked away at the expanse of rice fields in front of him. His mind is still far away.

Right now his whole head is just Pomegranate and Pomegranate. But the fact that her lover is currently a fugitive from the police makes her even more worried.

"May you be well, dear," he prayed inwardly.

Inside the house.

"Rul, please call the young man who came with me earlier to join here."

"Good Kyai."

The man immediately called Arga to quickly join Kyai and the two men.