
"Detainee 231 has a guest, come with me." Said an officer who then handcuffed Sandra's hand and walked towards the visiting room.
"Sandra, how are you doing, son?" Ask Mr. Satria to Sandra who is now sitting in front of him but is blocked by a glass barrier.
"That's definitely not okay, Pa." Sandra replied coldly to her Papa.
"You're still angry with Papa for not succeeding in persuading Arga to drop his charges?" Pak Satria asked looking sadly at her daughter. "I'm sorry, Dad, son." Said Mr. Satria lirih.
"You know, they're married now. Do you know how much it hurts my heart to hear about their marriage? Don't you love Papa's only son? Why didn't Papa take action to get them out of wedlock? Or does Papa really not care about me anymore?" Sandra asked with reddened eyes restraining her anger.
"Where maybe Papa doesn't care about you Sandra, just Papa's confused about what to do." Replied Mr. Satria while holding back the tears that would fall on his cheeks.
"Pa, I want to get out of here. I can't stand being here, Pa, please get me out of this fucking prison Pa." Pinta Sandra with tears flooding her cheeks.
"Can't love, only Rara can drop the charges." Obviously Mr. Satria.
"So Papa beg the woman." Sandra Strictly.
"It's not as easy as you say son, it's very difficult to meet with Rara because she's always with her husband. When her husband saw that Papa wanted to get close to Rara, it must have been as soon as possible to avoid her." Obviously Mr. Satria.
"If you can't use the soft way, use the rough way Pa." Tell Sandra.
"We want to ask Rara for help, so it must be in a gentle way. Anybody's asking for help in a rude way." Said Mr. Satria reassured his son.
"I don't care Pa, the important thing is I can get out of here." Sandra.
Mr. Satria who heard Sandra's words could only shake. "So what should Papa do?" Ask Mr. Satria to his son.
"Papa had to pay people to kidnap the woman, and force her to drop her charges." Sandra said in a soft voice.
"It wasn't easy Sandra, there were a lot of people who were always nearby." Said Mr. Satria.
"Yes do when the woman is alone dong Pa, that time should be taught anyway." Sandra said as she slowly kicked the small table in front of her with both hands in handcuffs.
Mr. Satria who saw his son like that could only shake his head many times. "Yes already, the visiting time is almost over, Papa go home first." Pamit Pak Satria to his son.
"Remember Sandra's words, Pa." Said Sandra and Mr. Satria just nodded then left his son. Officers put Sandra back in jail.
Along the way from the toilet to the ST.Co office, Pak Satria kept thinking about Sandra's words. "Do I have to pay people to kidnap Rara? Ah but it's very dangerous, especially if it gets caught, maybe I will also go to prison. I'd better beg Rara that she'll drop her charges. Well that's better." He muttered then continued to drive his car quickly, but Mr. Satria did not go to ST.Co but to The One office.
Arriving at The One's office he got out of the car and walked into The One's office.
"Good day sir, how can I help you?" Asked a security guard at the entrance to The One's office.
"Oh I want to meet Rara designer here." Satria replied without hesitation.
"Sorry sir, Mrs Rara has not yet entered work, sir, she is still on marriage leave." Answer the Security. "Is there a message, sir?" Ask security.
"Hmm well I'll come back after he finishes his leave." Said Mr. Satria with a little disappointed because he did not manage to meet with Rara, then got out of The One and went back into his car. He drove his car quickly to his office.
***
A middle-aged man had just got off the plane, he took a cell phone from a small bag he was carrying then called someone.
"Hello Mr. R." replied someone who was on his phone.
"Hello Efan, how are you? Papa just got off the plane and is still at the airport." Mr. R tipped off his son from a phone call.
"really? Yeah, let Efan pick up Papa at the airport." Efan said passionately.
"No fan, you're working. Papa's already called the hotel manager to pick up Papa and Papa's likely to stay at the hotel." Obviously Mr. R.
"Why not stay in Efan's apartment, Pa?" Ask Efan.
"While Papa will stay at the hotel first there is little work that Papa has to finish, after that Papa promises to stay in your apartment." Obviously Mr. R again.
"Promise me Pa." Pinta Efan's.
"Later after Papa is not busy then we go to Sofie's house." Answer Efan.
"Well, Papa will finish Papa's work as soon as possible." Said Mr. R.
"Okay Pa, thank you." Efan.
"Anything for Papa's son." Answer Mr. R. "Yes Papa's phone closed first yes, his invitation has come." Said Mr. R again.
"Good Pa, be careful on the road huh. Miss u Pa." Efan's message then disconnects the phone.
Efan, who is currently in the office lobby, goes straight to Sofie's desk.
"Dear." Call Efan yan now near Sofie.
"Yes." Yeah." Answer Sofie.
"My father's coming, and it's likely that in a few days we'll be at your house." Efan clear.
"Seriously?" Sofie asked with sparkling eyes.
"Serious dong." Answer Efan.
"When?" Ask Sofie again.
"Hmm at this time Papa is still finishing a little work at the hotel, later if it is finished then we come. At least 3 days to go." Answer Efan.
"I'll tell Mama too." Answer Sofie.
"Oh yes, later we go home from work shopping for a proposal ya." Take Efan.
"Hmm yes, dear." Sofie smiled happily.
"Okay baby, I'm going to Pak Makmun's room first." Pamit Efan's.
"Ugh ugh." Sofie nodded with a smile.
Time to get home from work arrives, as planned Efan and Sofie will go shopping. Efan drove his car to one of the biggest malls in the city.
Both of them are now inside the Mall. "Darling, what do we buy for later?" Ask Sofie.
"Hmm...the first thing we look for is a couple ring, then clothes for me, then what else? I'm confused too." Answer Sofie.
"Well, we buy all your needs from head to toe." Efan.
"Okay, so can you." Sofie agrees.
Then they both bought it all. Shirt, bag, shoes, underwear, jewelry, shoes, parfume, make up and more. They also bought a couple ring. After shopping, Sofie and Efan return to Efan's apartment to arrange their handouts into the glass box they also bought earlier.
"Why don't we use the services of an ornamental craftsman anyway dear?" Ask Efan.
"Don't have to, baby, I can do it myself." Answer Sofie.
"Hmm, it's up to you." Efan said as he stroked Sofie's hair.
Sofie also arranged her own shipping until it was finished. After finishing, Efan drove Sofie home.
"Om, here I take Sofie home." Efan told Sofie's Papa.
"Oh yes, thank you." Answer Sofie's Papa.
"Yes the same, then Efan excuse me Om." Efan said again.
"Yes, be careful." Sofie's Papa's Message.
"Yes Om." Efan said then got into the car and drove his car to get to his apartment.