
2 Hours earlier
Zan put a pile of paper that he had just read and had separated it with other important papers.Did not care about the clock that had changed and the day also stopped.
One day off does not mean he took off his temporary duty from the adinata. walked towards the pile of towering and neatly arranged bookshelves. absolutely no sound, only the sound of steps, just the sound of steps, the glass cabinet is open, and the sound of sheet sheets are turned.
drrt drrt
Glancing at the large table where he had originally been, there was a flat object that had just sounded indicating an incoming message.
...... Audrey ......
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|tuan these are the files you requested
00.20
Sending the intended file into his computer. Before long, all the information is long there.read in silence with a brain that does not stop spinning. solve a mystery about the painter L.
"the majority of Japanese have trouble pronouncing the letter R, most of them sound like pronouncing the letter L instead of the letter R" Zan created a frown on his forehead, because he himself mastered the foreign language, even he who translated the letter written on the back of the painting.
"there's a chance he changed his initials" he muttered staring at the computer's goals.
"the original name is r."
Wait, aren't there a lot of people around him who initialized R? Rizal, rajwa doctor, mr rang–.
There's no way mister Rangga sent him, fool!.
Rizal's? it is impossible, obviously yesterday he who received a gift with a very strange shape.of course it was sent by a strange person as well.
Rajwa's doctor? since when does the doctor with glasses like things that smell Japanese? his life was only in the hospital, devoted to his patients.
Then who? people who are far away from him? acquaintance miss Danita? .
He typed something quickly there, he held all the data Miss Danita when Mr. Rangga asked for it, because it was a very secret thing, so he separated the file and became a walled file.
Can it? of course you can! what this Adinata secretary cannot do.
Looking for names initialed R. but wait, he seems to miss something. but what is it?.
Not to be outdone by his thoughts, looking for something that might help his search.
'Kurniawan Dwi's Rasya'
Is this what he missed earlier? rasya's first name initials are R, okay starting from here zan began to organize every memory while with rasya.
Does Rasha like anime? no. gabe.
Is Rasha good at painting? no. gabe.
Can I write Japanese kanji? no. gabe.
Where did Zan know all that? remember the words of the time that he said to calm his wife.
Zan exhaled violently, slamming his body backward making his big chair slightly swing back.
Who else then?.
Staring at the ceiling of his study room, occasionally blinked as the luxurious chandelier dazzled his eyes.he felt Rasya was the source of his great information.he also felt, he also felt, rasya once said something that became the key to this puzzle.but what is it?!.
He massaged his own temple, feeling dizzy with everything raging in his mind.
Does he have to call Rasya? no, it looks like the girl is asleep.
nope
The sound of finger quotes as if just getting the answer, zan re-typed something.
Something he had missed before, but it was in sight.
****
"tomorrow so yeah bro!" he waved his hand before leaving the cafe.
"wait a minute" cried another man.
Dabbed his books and stuffed them into his black bag, glanced out the window and pulled the tip of his lips slightly.
When removing several sheets from his wallet, his attention was shifted after hearing the cafe door opened.
"welcome!" exclaim the cashier woman.
The tall teenager further raised the tip of his lips, there were footsteps approaching him.
"sorry, can you talk for a minute?" stop right behind the man who almost matched his height.
The tall body turned around with a face that seemed to know what it would look like. "certainly" smiled thinly and nodded.
After paying first the drink he previously ordered, they just sat at one of the tables that tend to be very cornered and away from the crowd of other visitors.
This is gonna be a great conversation.
"do I need to introduce myself first?" said the teenager put his bag on his thighs just any.
"please" flat-faced even tend not to express themselves.
The teenager smiled knot. It's interesting, so inward. "my name is Rio, so what did you find me here?"
"i'm fauzan, you can call me zan"
A serious look also occurred between them. both of them actually already know the identity of the interlocutor, just for stale bases.after all, said the teenager named Rio, this will be very interesting. trust her.
Zan opened the map that had been on the table, took out a few photos that made Rio smile on his side, but unfortunately it was very thin.
"why don't you just send your gift to Miss Danita?" one question slid from his mouth to the point.
"didn't you see how sarcastically my brother's husband looked at me? can be torn if caught with him" put both hands on the table. His speech is very true, zan also thought about it like that. but what should be this way? this way is very troublesome for people.
Zan nodded, confirming his master's possessive nature "it was true, but not in this way.The way you did was very rubbish to me, trouble many people with the original puzzle that you created, even Miss Danita is very much waiting for a birthday gift from you, if you know that, you will be more wretched" zan said there was no emphasis in his words.
"master Rangga will not know if no one opens his mouth, brother Danita will immediately forget his wait after you send my gift" it was a proposal from a boy who soon finished his High School.
Zan laughed crisply, sipped his coffee for a moment, then he folded his hands on the chest "I gave the parable, I gave the parable, if mister Rangga himself told me to solve your silly puzzle then I managed to solve it and I told him who did it, would mister Rangga just shut up after knowing it? could-can your painting be destroyed in one step, even if Miss Danita asks to send your gift to her, rangga master will not hear it" zan shook his head.
Rio felt suffocated by the words of zan, it was indeed just a parable but he knew it was not just a parable.how could the master of rangga know the painting? he sent the canvas he had painted with his heart to the adinata with the name of the destination was Abdillah fauzan, because he wanted zan who only knew it. but how could he?.
"Rio.. If you want to send it on my behalf, send it to my address, not to the adinata office" smiling obliquely looking down at this teenager.
"before that, how did you solve it?"
"i told you that your trick is very rubbish, change your initials by speaking Japanese to L, next time ask your friend to write Japanese kanji, don't be yourself because it's so easy to track, you're good at kanji writing, but you're different from Japanese adult writing and teen writing there. didn't your teacher tell you that?"
It's not that it doesn't teach, but unfortunately Rio didn't think until there.
"and again" thrusting a photo into the future "do not look for someone's information on a computer that many people use alternately, use an elite way to reveal someone's identity, it's very dangerous."
Rio looked at the photo of himself there, in his heart he cursed his stupidity because looking for the real name of zan in the cafe near his house.it can be plowed and it is very dangerous.
"why did you send it with the purpose of my name?" ask zan.
"the color I'm targeting is you, not the host" he replied honestly, winning like that.
Zan shook his head, naive as this teenager. "you target me just as much as you raise a mother kangaroo, I've been like a sign of a host, you target one of the adinata's environments, means you trigger everyone to look for you, I mean Mr. Rangga" his tone was flat but full of pressure.
Rio sighed in understanding, he admitted that his mistake was indeed like that.
He did not regret a single bit, his intention was just to send a gift to his brother.because he thought it would be very difficult, so he used this way.to the point that he forgot who the trusted person in the adinata office was.
"then what will you do with my painting after this?" in her heart she wished that her painting would not be thrown in the trash, at least she wanted her brother to see the gift he had made.
"all the decisions are in the hands of the lord, now you must come with me"
"where?" Look at it questioningly and hopefully.
"meet mister Rangga" the three words he said in a flat tone.
Rio sighed, again he had to deal with his extremely possessive brother-in-law.this was also the result of his stupidity, who had wanted to call himself the clever deer even into a squirrel that fell into the hole.
Hid
Caught already you rio.
Seriate