
The heat of the sun is quite stinging. Many people bathed in sweat. Indeed, in large office buildings do not apply. The cold AC is able to reduce the hot temperature so that employees who are in the building do not feel sultry.
Not so with the Via. The room is clearly air-conditioned. The temperature is set at 240 C. However, he still felt stifling.
Actually, Via's heart is sultry. He was agitated because Farhan had not yet given any news. Several times he called, sounding a connecting tone but not answered. Messages sent are received, but not opened.
Azan zuhur broke his wish. He immediately nodded and then left the room. Some employees flocked to the musala. Since Farhan served as manager, the employees were indeed accustomed to congregational prayers when entering prayer time.
After the prayer, Via found Edi. They'll go pick up Mira for lunch.
Ten minutes later, Edi's car was paved. The car given by Grandpa Via was sliding in between the crowded vehicle passing by.
“Mbak Via looks agitated?” chirps Edi.
Edi saw the young mother-to-be holding her phone tightly. Intermittent Via looking at the screen of the smart thing.
Via let out a long sigh then replied, “Iya, Mas. Awaiting news from Mas Farhan, but no.”
“Have you tried calling or texting?” ask Edi again.
“Already. The tone is connected, the message is also in. But the phone never picked up, the message was not opened, ” Via replied while looking down miserably.
“Astaghfirullah, why am I teledor?” Edi suddenly stung by a bee.
“What's up, Mas?” ask Via astonished.
“I'm sorry. I'm lateor didn't give any escorts to Mas Farhan. Teledor! I am really teledor!” rfor Edi.
“Already, Mas Edi do not blame yourself that. Mas Farhan only visited Dek Azka and to the plantation,” said Via calming.
Edi did not care about the words of Via. He immediately contacted the trustees of the Wijaya family in Medan. He ordered them to move to ensure Farhan's presence and escort Farhan until he boarded the plane.
After making sure his instructions were well understood, Edi again concentrated on the streets. No more than five minutes later, they had reached the shophouse.
Mira and Ratna are ready. As soon as they saw the car stop, they approached.
“Mbak Mira sitting in front, yes. I males moved,” Via said with a smile.
Mira looks doubtful. However, he remained according to what Via had said. He opened the front door and sat down next to Edi. Meanwhile, Ratna sat to the left of Via. Later, Edi drove the car to the cafe.
Because Edi had a reservation, they got a comfortable place even though the cafe was crowded. Of course, it was lunchtime.
“Salsa is okay left with new employees?” ask Via.
“Neg. If he comes, he doesn't calm down. He is very close to the new woman. Salsa who often fingers them,” replied Ratna casually.
“Then bring them food. Order 3 servings, yes!” orders Via.
Shortly thereafter, the dishes were served. They ate that delicious looking maknan.
“Mas Edi, how did you shut up from earlier? Don't be awkward! Ratna is a cousin candidate as well,” Via said with a smile.
Edi nodded and returned a smile Via. He wiped his mouth which was not really broken.
“Ehm, Mira, yesterday I had a chat with my parents. I have expressed my intention to propose to you. They already agree.” Edi told me what he had done.
“Eh, Mas Edi will propose to Mbak Mira. Means, Mas Edi would-be husband Mbak Mira. Why is that formal, anyway? Strange as it sounds,” chirps Ratna.
Via kicked Ratna's leg. He was worried about his best friend who liked to be smitten.
Mira held back her smile. In his heart he confirmed what Ratna had said. It's actually amused, but not tasty to express.
“Eh, so is it? I'm not used to it yet, anyway,” said Edi timidly.
“Yes get used to, dong! Fortunately, I don't use the standard language. Ntar is expected to give a speech lo!” canda Ratna with her cue style.
Mira couldn't keep up her laughter. He nodded with Ratna's words. While Via pinched Ratna's arm slowly.
“Udah, Mas! Don't listen to Inem's talk! Continue what Edi will say!” said Via.
“Iya. Sorry, yeah if I still don't. Um, my parents plan to meet Mira's parents to propose to Mira officially and discuss the wedding plan. Mira mind, don't you?” said Edi with a tone impressed cautious.
“If Mira personally doesn't mind. Mira will tell father mother about Mas Edi's plan tomorrow, yes,” said Mira.
“Halah, I'm sure Om Rudi will agree. The spirit, Mr. Edi!" Again Ratna interrupted.
“Ish, you're sober,” refutes Mira's anxiety.
“Prove only tomorrow,” said Ratna cuek. He put a piece of meat in his mouth.
“Bole know, if custom here how? I mean, what to bring when proposing to a girl. Neither I nor my parents know. We don't want to be considered disrespectful. Therefore, I want to prepare so that when my parents come do not have to bother,” said Edi.
“That problem, just leave it to Ratna. He is reliable, kok,” said Via by looking at Ratna while raising her eyebrows.
Ratna is intrigued to learn of Via's behavior. He sipped his orange juice.
“Hush, no manners! Already, Mas Edi just calm down! Mas Edi just think about how to present the two parents Mas here,” cut Via.
Ratna shrugged her shoulders. He took his orange juice back.
After the meal, Via paid for the food they ate and that was wrapped for Salsa as well as other women. Then, they came back. Edi directed the car to the shophouse, then he continued to Wijaya Kusuma.
“How, any news about Mas Farhan? He has not contacted me,” Via said as he stepped into the office.
“Not yet, Mbak. What is clear, Mas Farhan is not at the house of Mr. Candra.”sahut Edi who walks beside the somewhat martial body Via.
From earlier, Via actually wanted to know Farhan's news. However, he did not want to make either Ratna or Mira worry.
As they exited the elevator, Farhan's phone rang. The man immediately took the cell phone out of his pocket.
Via stop. He wanted to know what Edi was talking about. This time he was so pampered.
Edi looks so serious. He listened more quietly to the voice from across. Sometimes he asks for clarification. However, Via could not capture the content of their conversation.
"May I know, that's the guy Mas Edi told to escort Mas Farhan or not?" ask Via carefully.
"Yes, Mother. They're tracking down the route to the plantation."
Via recalled his last conversation with Farhan. He immediately told Edi.
"Last contact with me, Mas Farhan is out of the plantation. At that time, Mas Farhan stopped at the tire patch workshop because the two tires of the car he was riding were hit by nails. Maybe someone accidentally spilled a nail in the street."
Edi scrunched his forehead. He catches there's an oddity in Via's story.
"Tire patch workshop? It's freaky. As far as I know, there are no workshops near the estate. What's new, huh?" edi gumam.
"It could be a new workshop. O yes, I accidentally recorded a vicall with Mas Farhan, "cock Via.
"Can I see?"edi Pinta.
Via searches for the video call and is handed over to Edi. The man watched the associate closely. There was an expression of surprise that seemed to be momentary. However, Edi quickly changed that expression.
"How, any leads?" ask Via impatiently.
"In the meantime, I call my guy first" Edi said.
He pressed a specific number button.
"Din, chances are the black bat is playing. The search concentration is at a point about 1 to 10 kilometers from the plantation!"
Edi seemed to take the explanation from across seriously. His face showed concern.
"Contact police! We have to work with the police" said Edi.
Via's heart skipped a beat hearing Edi mention the police force. The feeling is getting bad.
"How, Mas? Please tell me!" pinta Via.
"We'd better go home. We wait for the next news from home" Edi said. He was worried about the condition of the two-bodied Via.
Via nodded. He also can't concentrate anymore. Edi immediately tells Arif, the secretary, that Via is not feeling well.
On the way, Via forces Edi to tell him what he knows.
"My friend said that the tire repair shop does not exist. The huts are still there. About 5 kilometers from the former workshop, there are signs of an accident" said Edi.
Via's eyes widened to hear Edi's explanation. His feelings are getting messed up.
"Then-then?" Via asked with a trembling voice.
"It was found that there was a car that went into a trench that was more than 5 meters deep. My friend has not dared to conclude whether Mas Farhan was in the car" explained Edi again.
"How's the car?" Via continues to pursue.
"Burning. Hence, my friend did not dare to deduce anything. I told him to call the police."
Via was caught hearing Edi's explanation. Even his bad thoughts dance. She continued to pray for the safety of her husband. No tears just escaped from her eyes.
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