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A week had passed since Krishna and Isna's visit to the Hospital.
Vishnu's gaze was empty, he still felt at home sitting on the bench of the Hospital park, looking at the fish pond shower in the middle of it.
Ihsan's voice called out to him several times, but only a faint sound could be heard in his ears. Vishnu is still lazy to look over let alone answer his assistant call.
“Let's go inside, Mr. Vishnu,” invite Ihsan to touch Vishnu's shoulder slowly when he feels his boss does not hear his call.
“Almira Princess. The girl's full name, sir,” Ihsan said. Ihsan could guess, Vishnu must be thinking about that unlucky girl.
And sure enough, hearing the name of the girl he mentioned earlier, Vishnu turned to him. Ihsan looked on sadly.
It's not wrong when I idolize you, sir. You feel so hit on things that you should not regret, after all the girl seemed to choose not to extend this problem. You are a real man, sir.
Ihsan looked at Vishnu who was still staring at him, they both looked at each other for a moment with their respective minds.
Actually there are so many things that Vishnu wants to ask Ihsan, but he is confused where to start.
“Do you know, why until today he has not reported me, even though it has been a week? Wouldn't the more postponed it gets the worse for her?” vishnu asked then while taking his eyes off Ihsan. The man looked down.
“I also do not know, because the girl also refused an offer of compensation money from me, Sir,” Ihsan replied with a sigh of failure.
“Then, how is the case progress in BAR? Also cctv recording that night?” vishnu asked seriously, he turned his head and gestured for Ihsan to come closer.
“It's in my hands, sir. All files are secure. Looks like someone is looking for the existence of the recording as well besides us,” Ihsan replied in a soft voice while looking down his head close to Vishnu's ear, Vishnu smiled faintly.
“Let it be, let's just say we don't know anything, do you understand?” vishnu immediately turned his gaze back towards the park.
Ihsan immediately straightened his head and nodded slowly, understanding what Vishnu meant. He then stepped towards the chair and sat beside Vishnu who was silent again, entering into his complicated thoughts. Ihsan could only glance at a glance unwilling to disturb.
Ihsan understood for two years working with this lonely man, in silence actually there were many things he was preparing and thinking about. Ihsan could only accompany her without trying to precede what had not been assigned to her.
“You said earlier, her name is Almira Putri?” vishnu asked immediately given a quick nod of Ihsan beside him.
“You have investigated well about him? Its origin, everything about the girl?” ask Vishnu again.
“True, Sir. I've investigated all the things about the girl, sir. Including his life,” replied Ihsan firmly.
“Alright ... then prepare yourself.”
Vishnu smiled faintly at Ihsan as he stood up, patted his assistant's shoulder and stepped away from the garden chair by slowly pushing his column of information. The wound on his right hand had already dried up and he could use it again to grasp and lift light weights. The glass fragment did not injure his right hand to the point that he held it tightly that night.
Vishnu left Ihsan who was still staring at him in a daze. Ihsan always felt less quick in reading what Vishnu thought. His boss was too mysterious for him.
I am afraid of you, Mr. Vishnu. Always do something without me being given the leak first.
Ihsan grumbled softly while observing Vishnu who had walked into his nursery.
Ihsan was surprised by the results of the examination given to him by the doctor. Looks like Vishnu is no ordinary person. Although he was injured, but his body can recover and fit faster than most people. Until the rumors that stated Vishnu was a former member of the mafia made him shake strongly.
For him Vishnu was too gentle and patient to be a member of such a gnarly horde.
he murmured again while imagining.
The call of his men made him realize and forget the problem of the origin of Vishnu. Ihsan slightly ran over after reading the message sent to her, she hoped that she could solve this double case immediately.
Ihsan passed through the hospital corridor again and immediately ran small towards the parking lot his car was in. A man was waiting for him in the car as he approached and glanced inside through the glass. Ihsan immediately went inside on the steering bench and the man immediately handed her a brown envelope. Ihsan immediately checked the contents and nodded in satisfaction.
“Good work. Your payment and bonus I will transfer in a moment,” said Ihsan immediately given the nod of the person while observing the surrounding parking lot. He was afraid that someone would see the meeting between the two of them.
“I go first yes,” he said staring at Ihsan and moving about to get off the car.
“Good. I will call you again,” said Ihsan was given a three-finger greeting by that person and immediately pulled the car door handle, leaving Ihsan who was still silent inside there.
Ihsan looked back at the contents of the brown envelope with a sigh. The phone in his pants pocket shook again, quickly putting the envelope in the side seat and picking up his phone and checking the name that contacted him.
“Yes, Mr Vishnu?” the answer is quick after sliding the green panel on the screen.
“Where?” vishnu's voice across with the sound of footsteps rang out in Ihsan's ears.
“At the hospital parking lot, Sir.” Ihsan swallowed his saliva quickly felt that Vishnu was planning something. While fixing the location of his documents that almost fell down the seat he saw the steps of Vishnu in the parking lot, walking closer to him from the window of the car glass.
“Wait for me,” said Wisnu hung up the phone.
With his head down staring at Ihsan who looked at himself dumbly, Vishnu knocked on the car glass to open the door that had been automatically locked from the inside.
“Eh, yes, Sir.” Ihsan immediately opened the car door on his left side and Vishnu immediately entered in neatly dressed.
“We leave,” Vishnu orders cold while wearing a seatbelt.
“Eh .. yes. Where are we going, Sir?” asked Ihsan while preparing the car? by starting the engine.
“This, the document you managed to get?” vishnu asked ignoring Ihsan's question while taking the brown envelope placed from Ihsan on the front dashboard.
“Iya, Sir. Please check,” Ihsan replied immediately focusing on driving, staring at the rearview mirror and exiting the Hospital parking area.
“Hmm, good,” praise Vishnu while smiling.
“Where are we going, Sir?” Ihsan became curious, why did his boss leave the Hospital even though the doctor had not allowed himself to go home.
“Fetch destiny,” replied Vishnu with a faint smile towards Ihsan and refocused on reading the contents of the brown envelope in his hand.
I don't want to give up anymore, I don't want to give up anymore. When a thing comes back like a dream, I'm moving to make it come true. Destiny was cruel when I fought back, but when I felt like accepting it with the air, I felt like I could pick up happy as well.
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