
POV Ivan's
Goddamn bum!!
That's the only word I'm saying right now for Dendi. How dare he try to hurt Maria, the person I've loved all my life. I had to act quickly to find evidence that she was wearing and circulating drugs so I could report them to the police. I don't want something like this to happen again, let alone Maria in danger.
Maria is really in danger if I procrastinate investigating Dendi. I have to meet Aldi, Daffa and Zain immediately to plan what we want to do to set him up. And I don't think it's easy for us to investigate in detail. Our opponent is not Dendi, but the people behind him are very dangerous, they have wide access.
After Mary told me everything and my mother, I immediately told her to go home because I had to meet them.
"Will you go home now?" Ask Mary to me.
"Yes, baby.Sister has a job. It's okay, right?" I rubbed his hair.
"Yes, be careful on the road.." His message.
"Yes dear.."
I also love Mama and Maria.
I drove the car with a bad feeling. I wanted to punch him in the face, I wanted to teach him a lesson because I dared to disturb Maria. Though Mary had not interfered with her affairs with Cantika.
I rushed towards Zain's residence, while Aldi and Daffa would follow after I called him earlier. Daffa followed after school, while Aldi followed after finishing his final course.
I've reached Zain's residence, the head feels a little dizzy because of lack of sleep last night. I kept Maria in the hospital and couldn't close my eyes any longer. I got out of the car and asked the security guard to open the gate, then I called Zain to get out of the house.
Zain was waiting for me on the terrace.
"Van, how's Maria doing now? Sorry I'm Van, I didn't expect Dendi to be that close. My driver told me everything and I really need to act now. Dendi is really outrageous!!" Zain held back his anger.
"It is precisely that I am here and we better wait for Daffa and Aldi first." My answer.
"Well get into my room." Take Zain.
I followed Zain to his room. In the living room, his mother Zain saw a flying fish soap opera. His eyes were as swollen as crying out maybe the soap opera. And his mother asked when she looked at us,
"Zain, is that your friend?" His mother stood up and approached us.
"Yes Ma'am, this is Ivan's girlfriend Maria, who yesterday helped me." Zain.
"Oh, her boyfriend is that cute and nice girl huh? So lucky you want to get him. She can make mom like having a daughter, polite and mom really likes her. If you had a daughter-in-law like Maria, you'd be pretty sure." Zain's mother's words surprised me. My heart seems unwilling that her mother would say that, as if she wanted Maria to be Zain's girlfriend.
"Mothers.. Don't talk like that..." Tegur Zain
"Yes Zain, I just want you to have a girlfriend who is good like Maria. Never mind, you better see me crying again.." Her mother sat in front of the television again, and Zain and I rushed to her room waiting for Daffa and Aldi.
When we got to Zain's room, my phone rang.. And I saw the call from Aldi.
"Pake aja Al. keep you straight to Zain's house yes, I'm waiting here."
"Oh okay ready Bosque.."
"Yes.." I also turned off the phone with Aldi.
I asked Zain why Dendi wanted to harm Maria.
"Zain, what was the reason Dendi wanted to harm Maria? Though Maria has not helped Cantika at all to take the flash?" I asked Zain seriously.
"She didn't accept Maria nolongin I just yesterday she beat me Van, kept her saying if we macem-macem the same her or recklessly report to the police, our close friends are in danger, he said, including Mary." Zain's answer surprised me.
"What's? He said that? Zain, do we have to tell Sandra all this? I would love to say that her once obedient sister has changed drastically. Very changeable 180 degrees." I try to give you the best solution to this problem.
"But Van, that's more danger. I don't know what Dendi's gonna do if she finds out we're telling Sandra this fact." Zain replied, and it was true.
It seems like my brain cannot think clearly. I'm too tired to think about all this. Tired of my heart and mind, to the point that I did not think about the impact that my actions had. Though I always think before acting all the consequences and impacts that arise from my actions. But this time my brain couldn't think at all.
"Okay Zain, we'll hear Daffa and Aldi later." That's the only thing that came out of my mouth.
"Yes Van, maybe they can give you the best solution to this problem." Zain.
"Van, it looks like the child in Cantika's stomach is not Dendi's child, because all I know is not only Dendi who did it, he said, but his thugs did that to the unconscious Cantika." Zain said again.
I was shocked to hear Zain's statement to me.
"Huh? Gilak!! The Dendi is indeed Gilak.. Do I have to tell Maria about this?" I didn't expect Dendi to act out of bounds like that to her own boyfriend.
"Yes Van, I know because when I went to the basecamp, they were talking about Cantika which they nicknamed 'MIRA' belongs to Rame-rame." Zain let out a long sigh after saying that to me.
I don't know how many more facts will surprise us all. A once excellent and obedient child, could become a snappy delinquent and fall into such a black valley.
We waited a long time for Daffa and Aldi. They haven't shown up yet, nor have they picked up the phone. I became worried for both of them because my thoughts were always negative now, afraid they were harmed by Dendi and the thugs.
But my worry was broken after the sound of my big motor horn was heard, it was a sign Aldi had arrived and a few minutes later the sound of Daffa's horn motor was heard. We both went downstairs to see Daffa and Aldi who had parked their bikes in the garage.
The two of us immediately approached Daffa and Aldi. The four of us went straight to Zain's room, while Zain chose to go to the kitchen first giving orders to his housekeeper to bring drinks and snacks for all of us.
After the four of us got together, the round table conference began. We consult and discuss with each other the best solution to the problems we will face. Moreover, this concerns the life of someone I love very much, Maria Maharani.
The POV Ivan End
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