STALKERS

26. Divorce

Rifky has been transferred to the inpatient room, the man is currently in a coma due to food poisoning. The person who gave the food was the police. However, Rega had already asked the police in brown uniforms. Some of them do not feel like giving food to Arjuna and Rifky.

Rifky's problem is not finished, a new problem arises. Hospital officials found two bodies of the man under the emergency stairs. Rega and Sandy approach the crime scene. Meanwhile, Gavin has changed clothes, from the police uniform now looking like a real doctor. He entered Rifky's room after making sure no one was standing guard at the door.

“This child is strong as well apparently. I thought I'd die.”

Gavin saw the condition of Rifky's pale face, there was an infusion hose attached to the man's nostril. Rifky's men are the most obeying his rules and orders, of the many men in the stalker group. It's just that today, Rifky should end up in the hands of his own boss.

Gavin spread his eyes. He saw a pillow box on the sofa, and picked it up. Without wasting any time, the man removed the infusion hose on Rifky's nose. Gavin immediately smothered the face of his men using the object. Electrocardiography next to the bed sounds, and shows a straight line. Signs that Rifky's heart rate has stopped.

“Now it's time.” Gavin pressed the button on the head of the bed to call the doctor. Then, the man got out of there before the others entered.

Outside the room, doctors and nurses ran to Rifky's ward. Rega and Sandy are back. They're waiting at the door. The door opened, the doctor who handled Rifky came out.

“How is Doc, his condition?” sandy asked the doctor.

The doctor breathed. “I'm sorry, we've tried it as much as possible. But, the patient cannot be saved.”

“If you can know what the cause is, Doc?” now Rega asked.

“Patients of food poisoning, we also detect rat poison in the patient's body.”

“Revealed so. Thank you Dok.” concluded Rega. The doctor just smiled, then passed away leaving Rega and Sandy.

Some nurses seemed to push the gurney from the inpatient room, on top of which was a Rifky with his whole body covered in a white cloth. They will bathe Rifky's body before being put in the mortuary.

Drrt... Drtts...

Sandy's eyes were still focused on the nurse pushing the gurney, but her hand picked up the phone in her pants pocket. His forehead frowned to see who was sending the message.

Detective Arga: Is there a problem in the office?

Sandy: Prisoner named Rifky died after eating food from one of the police. But, luckily Arjuna did not eat that.^^^

Detective Arga: Anything else?

^^Sandy: Ada. Two bodies were found with wounds to the head and legs. It happened in the same hospital.^^^

Detective Arga: It just so happened that my wife went to the hospital, she also saw the victim before she lost consciousness. Do you want to do an investigation?

Arga sent Zezev's Coffee Shop, and told them to come there to investigate. It's a nice job for Rega and Sandy, the two of them immediately rushed off the hospital.

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“The two men followed me from the fourth floor to the third floor, on the emergency stairs they began to surround me. One more person pushed me, after that I didn't want anything. Keep waking up, suddenly I was in the car Zevano.” explained Zevanya.

Rega and Sandy think those who are going to interview Zevanya, it turns out Arga. The two of them only listened to the girl's explanation from the back seat. While Arga, recording his wife's explanation using a mobile phone.

For a moment, Arga thought hard. “Zevano? Is he the culprit?”

“Not, she nolongin me of the two.”

Arga's breath was simply stifled. It makes no sense, Zevano must be involved in this case. The man was a serial killer, who could not be doubted his skill in killing. This is just his guess, maybe Arga's next move will be to interview Zevano.

“Ya, maybe another time.” said Arga on Rega and Sandy.

“Zevano wasn't involved, he just interrupted me. There's no way he's killing people until it's that sadistic.” Zevanya rejected the accusation.

Arga looked at Zevanya seriously. “But, how is it? Are you still evading? You almost died so many times, I can't even protect you. In fact, someone else is protecting you.”

Seeing that the situation was not possible, Rega and Sandy got up from the chair. Sandy put a piece of money on the table, to pay for the drinks they ordered. “Eh, Bang. We just want if there is still business in the office. So, we're saying goodbye, yeah!”

The two men walked out of Zezev's Coffee Shop. Now, only Deska, Zevanya and Arga remain there. Deska wears a bluetooth headset so as not to hear private conversations between the husband and wife.

“Why did you say that?” ask Zevanya.

“I feel like I failed to be a husband. When you are in danger, I am not beside you. Indeed it seems I am not suitable to be your husband.”

The zevanya clasped tightly on Arga's fingers. “So what lo means ... A divorce? Because you don't fit me?”

“Your parents asked me to protect their child, but I can't seem to. Sorry, maybe it's better for us. After all, since we got married you've been in constant danger.”

Arga's hand slowly slipped from his grasp. The man went out of the cafe. A drop of tear managed to come out of Zevanya's eye patch. Seeing Arga move away, Deska immediately sat down before Zevanya.

Deska smiled, then rubbed her cousin's upper arm. “Although, I don't know what you said the same he said earlier ... Don't be sad, life after marriage is so.”

“Arga asks for divorce, Des.”

“What the hell?!! A divorce? Why can?”

Zevanya took a long breath. “The reason for not being able to protect me. He said no pantes for me.”

Deska stood clenching both her hands. The door opened, a buyer walked into the cafe, walked up to Zevanya's chair and put banana milk on the table. The man sat in the back seat of Zevanya. Deska tidied up her appearance, then immediately gave the menu book to the person.

“Fried potatoes two servings.” the person said.

“That's it, brother? Anything else?” asked Deska while taking note of the person's order.

The man looked back a little. “Neither.”

“Good, wait a minute, Brother.”

Zevanya did not know why the man had given her a bottle of banana milk. He recalled that Zevano often gave him banana milk when he was sad or upset. A notification from Zevanya's phone. Someone with an unknown number sent him a message.

+62******: Have a request? I can make that guy bend his knees together, or you want him dead?

His zevanya frowned, his pupils dilated. Without saying goodbye the girl left the cafe, chasing after Arga. Now it's past nine o'clock, the alley road is deserted. In front there, Arga was standing while daydreaming at the phone screen.

A sigh of relief came out of Zevanya's mouth. “Arga!”

Arga raised his head, looking towards the source of the voice shouting his name. Behind Zevanya was a person in a black hoodie, standing pointed his knife at the girl's neck. It's time for Arga to protect his wife. He ran down his phone, then pulled his Zevanya waist into his arms.

One warm kiss landed on the top of Zevanya's hair. “Thank God you weren't hurt.”

The black hoodie guy disappeared. Arga looked around. It was just the two of them there. Behind the wall, the man squatted while fiddling with his phone keyboard.

Arga's phone lit up, indicating there was one message from someone with the initials Z. Unfortunately, his phone was lying on the asphalt.

Z: Don't stay with him. She's a lonely girl.

To be continued.