Somplak Boss

Part 51: The Catastrophe

"Hurry to take a shower, I'll take you to meet Erwin and Rena." Rustam smoked his cigarette deeply, then exhaled his smoke into the air.

"Are you serious?" Viola jumped straight away.

Rustam nodded with his flat face.

"For what?" asked Viola in a hoarse voice.

"Anything." Rustam turned his ball around lazily.

Viola moved while covering her innocent body with a blanket heading to the bathroom.

***

Beijing is one of the truly impressive cities in the world. Beijing is an exhilarating capital with extreme skyscrapers that are glittering, jumbled hutongs, and enigmatic. Combining both modern and traditional architecture, Beijing is an ever-changing big city, rich in history but also truly modern in an extraordinary global on politics, business and education, economics, and the world, history, culture, language, architecture, sports, fashion, art, entertainment, innovation, and technology.

From the glass window of the airport bus, Erwin can see the splendor of the Forbidden city, the largest palace in the world, magnificent architecture with traditional nuances that are so amazing.

Later Erwin also saw the Tian Tan temple, which is also often referred to as the Temple of heaven, an imperial complex of religious buildings located in the Zhangjiajie city of Hunan province. Even Erwin also saw a stretch of mountains that became the setting of the film Avatar by James Cameron which became a box office bestseller in the world a few years ago. Films that tell about life on other planets is very fascinating to the audience because of the depiction of the background of the story is very unique. So there are many speculations where the location that inspired this film.

One of the famous locations used in this 'Avatar' cartoon, one of which turned out to be in China, precisely in the Zhangjiajie National Park that Erwin traversed today.

A few minutes later, Erwin and the two men escorted him to an old building in a remote part of Zhangjiajie. Erwin and the two men descend and enter the apartment that is the headquarters of the dangerous organization led by Rustam. There is nothing suspicious in this apartment, other than the residents who are mostly Indonesian citizens.

Erwin on the way to the top floor, his heart was like he wanted to jump to see everyone who passed him put on a cynical face. They could have killed Erwin at any time, because it seemed like they were all high-class criminals who each individual had a different criminal profession.

"Please come in, sir. Our job is done" said the long-haired man who has been with him since Jakarta.

Erwin was silent for a while, then opened the door hesitantly. Is he going to see Rustam's face back here?

Cklek...

The door opened, looking like a man sitting behind him smoking a cigarette.

"You're coming too." The man turned his chair to face Erwin. While Erwin was a little surprised, because the one sitting in the chair was not Rustam.

"Call me Mr. Jacob, the personal assistant and the brain behind Rustam Effendi's depravity." The man gave the code for Erwin to immediately sit on the bench that had been prepared.

"Where's Rustam?" erwin asked after stepping hesitantly sitting in front of Mr. jacob's desk.

Mr. Jacob smiled in anguish. "Isn't what you're looking for is your son?"

"Rustam is behind all this."

Mr. Jacob poured a bottle of bocardi into a small glass then gulped it down in one gulp. "Drink, you seem thirsty" said the man, pushing the bottle toward Erwin.

"I want to talk to Rustam before redeeming my son."

Mr. Jacob laughed loudly at Erwin's words. "Rustam doesn't need to talk to you."

Erwin fell silent.

"Rustam is the leader of this organization. But actually he's just an ordinary guy who doesn't have psychopathic blood like the hallmark of a gangster."

"Then why would he be the head of a gangster?"

Mr. Jacob raised both corners of his lips. "I told you I was the brains behind Rustam's depravity."

"Rustam is a brilliant student from the University of Paris. His genius has been tested for his ability. But, the heartache he felt made his intelligent brain go dumb. And, I'm trying to use his genius brain to set up an organization. I also instilled hatred for Rustam, so that Rustam became a professional criminal to fulfill his lust. Evidently, my strategy succeeded in making this organization grow quite significantly. Like a poison that spreads throughout the body quickly."

"So, the point is Rustam is my tool for running this dark business. Because no one suspects that Rustam is the leader of the gangster. He had also once married an ordinary woman, no one suspected. While I, who had been a fugitive for a long time, was able to sit back while enjoying the results of Rustam. You know how wonderful life is if we just do it for granted."

Erwin pensive.

"Now Rustam has got everything he wants. Heal her heartache, by seizing your wife. And, divorce his old wife."

Erwin put a small suitcase filled with ransom money on the table. "I want to bring Rustam and Viola back to Indonesia."

Mr. Jacob laughed out loud. Very long. To the extent that Erwin was disgusted to hear the sound of his laughter. "You're nuts. Why should Rustam and Viola come home? That's a very silly idea."

Erwin looks clumsy. "I mean..."

"Rustam is a fugitive. You mean you want to destroy this organization?"

Erwin could not say anything more. Actually his intention was just to get Viola to come home with him. But it seemed that his intention was impossible to realize with an inducement.

"Already, it's still a good thing you and your son will survive. Don't mind other people's lives." Mr. Jacob began to open a small suitcase containing millions of rupiahs. "Furthermore knowing the history of this organization is a very dangerous burden," you would rather die soon, continued Mr. Jacob in the heart.

Cold sweat dripped just like that at Erwin's temple. I don't know why she suddenly felt bad.

"Hmm, no need to count. Go and pick up your son." Mr. Jacob clapped his hand twice. Shortly thereafter two black-tuxedoed men entered the room.

"Take this candidate to where his son is," ordered Mr. Jacob.

A candidate? Erwin frowned confused.

Yes, the candidate, replied Mr. Jacob inwardly grinned widely.

Erwin then moved from his seat following the two black-tuxedoed men out of the building. Precisely heading to an old temple-shaped building in the backyard. Erwin had to pass through the long grass like a wilderness that never managed. Maybe if in Indonesia, this temple can be called an old hut, or a warehouse behind where the diesel engine power reserve is located, because it is located behind the building.

Erwin was still enveloped in a feeling of uneasiness. Is Rena really locked up here?

***

Rustam sits Viola in front of a cctv monitor that features a room filled with used cardboard piles, along with a girl who bends her knees in... Rena's?

"That's Rena, Mas, take me there, Mas?" Viola shed her tears as she looked at Rena's appalling state on the cctv screen. "Why did you bring me here?"

Rustam who was standing behind Viola directly held onto both of his shoulders. "Because this is the only way you can meet Rena."

"This is not a name to meet, Mas, but just to lurk." Viola cried sobbing, could not bear to see his favorite child drooping there. "Take me there!" his yell.

"Hmm, you'll soon see Erwin Zamzami's face." Rustam chuckles.

Sure enough, before long Erwin Zamzami's figure entered the room approached Rena and immediately embraced her. Viola closed his mouth holding back the cries, he missed the two people. However, suddenly the surveillance image produced from the hidden cctv camera was filled with smoke, then the image disappeared, turning dark.

"DEVIL!" The screams of Viola shock.

"WHY IS THE CCTV DEAD!" viola's face was so wrathful.

"Upss, the bomb went off." Rustam gaped as he raised both of his eyebrows, mopping.

"Dammit!!! The criminal!!!" Viola rummaged through the cctv monitor that was in front of him blindly. "Take me to them!"

"Criminals!!!"

***

Manakkk....

The plate Zahra was holding suddenly fell to the floor. His feelings were suddenly not good. "Mas Erwin?" muttered.

"Why, Mommy?" Vina and Fitri hurriedly helped Zahra pick up the broken plates strewn across the floor.

Zahra was still standing while covering her mouth. His gaze was empty, the woman retreated her steps, then walked out of her food stall.

Seriate...