THE SOUL SEEKS THE BODY

Chapter 07~ Greeting old friends (2)

The clock runs slowly, a second, two seconds, and,...

Ibra's brain is suddenly empty. As if there was a padlock, his mouth was forcefully locked. He wanted to make a sound, but his vocal cords couldn't work.

As he thought one could vanish into the earth, disappear without returning, the thought was far-fetched. As long as the person has not been buried in the ground, burned to ashes, it is likely that he will return.

Doesn't destiny often deceive people? Many unexpected things will always happen. Better to prepare yourself.

And, there are no coincidences in this world.

As with Ibra, their meeting clearly surprised Milan. If the man had time to stare in a daze, not with himself.

Even though his emotions were thrown by the big waves, on the surface of Milan can control him. He has been preparing for a long time.

For him, the past must be buried deep. He has started a new life, despite his attachment to the past.

After all, Anom's existence with her, made her want to forget things that happened in the past. The man now was the figure he craved. He loved that man.

Ck. A lot of things he bet on for his current existence here. Anom is his life and his future.

" Do you know each other?" Officer Wayan's voice was like an alarm, a reminder of time, tearing up the awkward silence between Ibra and Milan. Stare fixed lawyers of clients and women whistleblowers, with interest.

Whether it's starting a new chapter of a drama or replaying an episode of a drama that has passed, he feels he will get an interesting spectacle.

Ibra looks clumsy, "Eh?"

" Milan, do you know him?" Even the other party was aware of the awkward atmosphere between them.

The voice came from Anom, the man who was more silent throughout the reporting process.

Milan felt a chill rush down his back, like vines. Similar to Officer Wayan, Anom has a sharp smell like an anj*ng. Able to sniff something within thousands of kilometers.

" I, um,..." Trying his best to give an explanation to the man, Milan closed his eyes briefly. Saying honestly and telling Anom who Ibra was would only make the man ask more and more.

Isn't that like digging a grave for himself?

" We are old friends." Unexpectedly, Ibra preceded Milan, answering the same two questions at once. That is the truth that carries risk. Opening blame for other questions.

It's just a matter of time to see how Milan's life will fall into ruin.

" But we're not so close to each other." Ibra's last sentence, closing the possibility for another question to come. It means it's clear. Ibra did not want to discuss her personal issues further to anyone.

" Oh, so." Officer Wayan thinks Ibra will pursue his relationship with Milan further. But it seems Ibra is not planning to do so. He was a little disappointed, but didn't bother.

" Hello, Ibra,..." After a four-times waiting tone, a voice replied. Ibra glanced at Officer Wayan, and motioned her eyes to stay away for a while. Officer Wayan nodded, giving him some privacy.

Reversing the body, Ibra stepped away, "Naran,.." Ibra let out a long sigh, starting to make a sound, "You should contact Puri. He must be here to represent you."

Fifteen minutes later

Ibra's back," Mr. Naran's wife is on her way here." He told Officer Wayan and also the couple in the room. " And, while waiting, what if we continue this process? I want to see a letter of guarantee for my client. Can you?"

Next to Enggar was an empty chair. Apparently while Ibra was talking to the girl's parents, Officer Wayan asked his colleague, Officer Malik to put a chair there.

" Please sit down, Mr. Ibra." Not much berbasis Officer Wayan let Ibra sit in a chair that has been available for him. Ibra nodded, and thanked him.

While Officer Wayan prepared the Letter of Assurance and other files, Ibra dropped her body on the empty seat next to Enggar. As soon as her butt touched the chair, unexpectedly, the girl butchered into his arms. Cry broke.

All eyes looked at him in shock. The three police officers, Milan and also Anom.

Nearly 3 hours after Milan took her to the police station, passing a brief vetting process for reporting a new case, the girl appeared calm. Other than physical exhaustion there were no signs of fear and anxiety regarding her being there. The thing that made Officer Wayan and two colleagues amazed.

The girl was being nice during the examination. Sitting beside Wayan and answering all the questions he asked.

Officer Wayan had not caught the girl's emotions before. Either because he was really tough and thick with steel or was able to save all of it too well.

Without Enggar noticing, his calm behavior had already attracted the attention of Officer Wayan.

But now, he is drowning in tears in the arms of his lawyer, Ibra. All were silent, including Officer Wayan.

Finally, the girl's emotions exploded as well. Officer Wayan just waited patiently until when the girl maintained her calm demeanor. It was natural that he would cry, anyone would cry if he set foot in the police station. It becomes abnormal if the opposite happens.

" Be calm" Ibra stroked Enggar's head and back, easing his burning emotions, "Don't be afraid. There's om here."

Enggar remained sobbing violently, as if he had not heard Ibra's persuasion.

A light-grey handkerchief stretched out to him, sending Ibra's attention distracted from Enggar and moving quickly to raise her face. On the other hand, a cold-looking and full-blown man, stood up from his chair and thrust a handkerchief at him.

He is the man who sat with Milan, and he suspects is 'his new partner', Mr. Kalingga.

" I think this girl needs a handkerchief for her tears." He said, calmly.

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