Mak Ningrum's Heart Wound.
Chapter 25

"Just enter Ga." Papa's word when Arga is just standing at the door. Though for years Arga worked with papa but still hesitant.

"Good sir." Arga nodded his head while walking towards papa. However, Arga does not want to sit when there is a sofa.

"Sit Ga." Said papa then papa moved to the sofa in follow Arga. Like the subordinates in general, Arga seemed to be waiting for orders. I only noticed the interaction of two different-age men without moving positions.

"Now there is another task for you." Papa orders that Arga can infiltrate Agus' house to search for the missing certificate.

I let Arga and papa talk and then went to the yard to see mom, but my aunt said she was in the shower. As usual when I came aunty was busy making drinks.

"Please to Mas Arga ya Bi." My love. If usually every time I go to my mother's house I only drink water, this time I want a cold and sweet drink.

"Non Good"

While waiting for my aunt, I sat down on the dining table chair. Thinking of the man that papa would match up to for me. Honestly though I am not beautiful like Gendis or Goddess, but I have my own criteria for choosing a mate. Gratitude is in line with hope. But it all comes back to destiny. Humanity can only pray and try, of course God determines.

"This is Non's drink." Aunt put an ice capucino in front of me.

"Thank you Bi." Immediately I sipped the look of the brown white drink that refreshed the throat.

"Together Non." Aunty also delivers papa and Arga drinks.

15 Minutes later, Arga was already standing next to me pressing down on the dining table. Apparently he was done and took me home. Of course I don't want to, because I brought my own bike.

"Your motor is left alone." Advice Arga. Again I refused because at home Mom really needed a motorbike. "Yes, my bike is the only one who lives here." Arga relented to leave his bike and asked for the key to choose to bring my motorcycle.

"Let's go up." Pinta Arga to make me piggyback.

"You why earlier, I want to bring you here together even ngibrit first." Arga said while giving the helmet. I just shook my head and put on a helmet. "Basic insensitive" My inner. I got on the bike and walked. On the bike we were silent until when we arrived at the red light Arga stopped the bike.

I looked to the right, looking like a familiar woman was in the car right next to my bike. The woman seemed to be busy eating while holding the steering wheel.

"Mas." I pat Arga's shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Arga looked at me from the rearview mirror.

"Look at the woman in the car." I said.

"Have seen...why?"

"Follow that car Mas, it's Jesi's car."

"The hell." Arga opened the front helmet, he looked at the woman as fixed as possible to make it clearer.

Plaque!

I pat Arga on the shoulder, so don't look at her. I'm afraid Jesi suspects that we're going to follow him. Arga smiled and then closed his helmet again.

"Ready." Arga replied, a second later the red light turned green. Mas Arga deliberately waited for Jesi's car to run first, then followed. Jesi driving at moderate speed made it easier for Mas Arga to follow him until he arrived at one of the dozens-story buildings.

"There's." Not much asked Arga giving a handkerchief, which he took out of his pocket.

"You don't sweat." My canda while stretching a brown handkerchief the scent of perfume hypnotizes me.

"It's not just the former wiping the snot." Said chuckling.

"Scook!" Gulp me up before closing my mouth with a handkerchief. So that Jesi doesn't recognize me.

"Yes.. My handkerchief got your spit."

"Later I change 1 dozen. Come on, Jesi will be far away." I closed the conversation, then walked slowly observing the car closer. My eyes clearly saw Jesi coming down from the car, her hands carrying a white plasti bag inscribed with one of the minimarkets.

"He lives in that apartment." Said Arga. I nodded then walked quickly when Jesi had already squeezed the elevator no matter what number we immediately followed. I was standing behind him when the number seven was seen on the button. A minute later we entered the elevator after it opened. Inside the three of us there was no sound.

Hopefully Jesi doesn't recognize me before I know where Jesi's room is. Arriving on the seventh floor we went down, this time Arga and I slowed down the pace of letting Jesi walk first.

"Mas, it turns out that Jesi lives here, and what are we going to do?" I whispered.

"We just pull the bell." Advice Arga. I haven't answered yet, Arga's been pressing a round object to the right of the door. Not long after that the door opened.

"You weren't the one in the elevator?" Jesi asked surprised. He was suspicious if we followed. Jesi was about to close the door without her expecting me to come in.

"Eh, what do you want?" Jesinta was surprised.

I immediately opened the handkerchief that covered my mouth.

"Sister." Tekik Jesi covered her mouth with a palm. He didn't know if the one in front of him was me. The one in her house the other day she was ruffled.

"Why are you surprised Jesi?! The world is narrow! Until the ant hole you will I look for. Because you're a woman who doesn't have an adab! I slept in my room without excuse. You move my shirt into the cardboard box. You let Mom's house fall apart." I'm maki-maki Jesi. But not a word came out of his mouth.

"Proverb says. The fruit falls not far from the tree. That's you Jes, not that you're a schoolboy, know what's good. But you are imitating your mother's behavior!"

"Try for example you in my position, your room I'm scrambling whether you will accept Jesi!" Gertakku.

Jesi lowered her head, she squeezed both of her palms, either out of fear, or feeling guilty only Jesi knew. Arga touched my hand so that I could end my scolding, but I felt that I was not satisfied to let out the annoyance I had endured for almost a week.

"Can we sit down Deck?" Ask Arga gently. Jesi nodded. The three of us sat on the floor because Jesi dropped his butt in that place.

"Sir, I know that you're a good boy. Now please tell us. Surely you know, right, what crimes did your mother commit?" Ask Arga gently, asking about the matter of Mother's land certificate.

Jesi looked wiping away tears, sadness caught on her face. We kept quiet waiting for what Jesi would tell us. I actually feel sorry too. Her mother is evil but why should I judge this child. Hopefully my accusations about Jesi are wrong.

"Jesi, just tell me when you and your mom cleaned up the closet. Did you move your certificate?" I asked this time to be more lenient. "I'm sorry, if I'm too rude to you. Now tell me honestly, Ms. Arin invites you to stay at your home for up to a month there must be a purpose and purpose, right?" I'm connecting the questions.

"Hu huuu..." Jesinta's cry broke.

...~Connect~...