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Angga waited for his father who was meeting and discussed about the issue of popiv that began to disrupt society. Negative issues came to the governor's office and many parents begged for clarity on what happened to their child.


Mr. Wira walked quickly into his study, he found his son who stood up and welcomed his arrival. "What info is there?" Asking directly to the topic, Angga understood that his father's situation was precarious and that it disturbed his mind.


Angga told me in detail about what Kejora said last night.


“So the woman told the girl to find information about me?” Angga nodded after explaining what Kejora said about Madam Den's wishes,


Mr. Wira tapped his fingers, “interesting... I have an idea.” Said Mr. Wira, and Angga listened to whatever would come out of his father's mouth.


“Tell the woman, if I already know the cause of the school children's illness, and I'm tracking down the perpetrator who swapped the original vaccine and vitamins for the drug.” Angga praised himself inwardly, for what he had thought just went according to what his father had said.


“Moreover information you know?” “while only it.”


"me and my team are also looking for some evidence that might be able to find a gap from who is behind all this, the main suspect is still Sandra, Baskara, Bambang and his minions. Many high-ranking officials may be in contact with them, so stay alert and do not let your guard down, do not easily believe it before you meet the facts.” Angga.


“Have you signed the form yesterday?” Angga understood his father's question about registration to continue his school abroad.


“Why should German?” ask Angga then, “kan I need to learn a new language.” Angga glanced at his father who just stared at him in silence, "you don't like it?" Angga shook his head quickly, "not that, it's just that, it seems that in Indonesia there are still many good S2 programs for my majors." Angga's father smiled faintly as he leaned back in his chair and looked at his son.


“I observe, just this time you bid a lot what I ask, what is it? Is it because of that woman? you look closer to him, you can be negatively affected.” Angga raised his face to hear his father's words, furious and a little dislike of what his father said, he shook his head disapproving of his father's words.


“She is indeed a prostitute well, but besides that she is a good smart woman.” Angga's class just makes his dad smile cynically “does he know who you are?” Angga hesitated.


“Correctly, he saw a gap in profits from it.”


“But previously he did not know, it was Mr. Baskara who told him, even knowing that he even stayed away from me.”


Pak Wira still put on his unpleasant face “white color will become dull if placed in a dirty place.” Syndirnya without looking at Angga who tried to explain the good side of Kejora.


“Whoever he is and however he is in your eyes, it will be difficult to make me see him as you see him.” Said Mr. Wira firmly “I don't want to hear strange things about you guys.” Angga could only gulp at the warning he had breached long before.


Angga sighed and started his car to go home, but before that he grabbed his phone and sent a short message


Hi Ke,


You can say what I explained last night, if asked by him.


 


After sending the message, he put his phone back in the car dashboard and drove away from his father's office yard in the center of Semarang. Stopping by his house for lunch, he decided to return to Jogja after Maghrib.


Along the way Angga just contemplated staring at the dark streets that only illuminated his car lights, only the sound of the media music player that accompanied him. Music that makes him always remember the figure of his mother, if you remember the incident, Angga really hate his father.


Where she had to watch from the window of her room, her mother was dragged and pushed out of the fence while being scolded by her father. What was her mother's fault, until a man who loved her could do that? Sometimes when looking at the glass of the Dimas family household, the thought is it possible that his mother made the same mistake as Dimas' mother? Cheated on?


Angga dismissed the possibility because it was impossible for that to happen. Once he asked his father, but all he got was a sabbatical from his father's belt, a slap in his face or even a sentence of being locked up in a storage warehouse.


Luckily there is a family maid who took care of him from childhood always beside him treat his father's blow wounds and give flashlights and food when he was locked up.


“Maybe he doesn't like it if something goes wrong. Is that the cause of mom out of the house.” Guman Angga recalled the incident where his father was so unhappy when Angga tried to bargain for his father's desire to study abroad.


“And he tried to arrange his son like a heartless robot and did not deserve what he liked?” Angga laughs cynically “what if prostitutes? After all, she remains a woman.”


His car stopped when the traffic light was red, he looked blankly at the black street in front of him which was only illuminated by his car lights “h so far is still active red light” he complained as he returned to take the phone in his dashboard, he said, he operated for a while before speaking when his call was connected.


“You where?” “eemmm... Can I see you?” Angga was silent waiting for an answer from across, he planned to meet Kejora.


“Sorry to bother you night-night, I just..” He was speechless because his explanation was cut “no, that's not it, just wanted to chat.” Angga chuckles “but you seem tired? Or wake up to sleep?” Angga felt bad because he heard the voice of Kejora like someone waking up.


“Emm..” Angga muttered because Kejora apologized for not being able to see him, the night was so late and Kejora just fell asleep 1 hour ago.


“OK deh.” Said Angga excited when Kejora make sure tomorrow morning will have breakfast with him “good sleep, and dream me beautifully.” Ledek Angga got rejection with a soft tone too, “tak will be bad, just try.” He continued still chuckling “yaa daa.” then hung up the phone and reapplied his car when the lights were green from now on, because it was quiet so natural that no one had cloned it.


“At least hearing his voice gives a little tranquilizer.” Angga sighed and spurred faster his car to get home soon, because he needed to get up early for breakfast with Kejora.


***


“It looks like the Governor knows if there's anyone who swapped the original vitamin, but he hasn't figured out if it's the first sample of popiv, the medical team still considers it a counterfeit drug supplied by the person who wants to make a profit.” They nodded at Madam Den's explanation.


“So launch your plan to start targeting students, start holding events and look for sponsorship of bottled energy drinks companies, or bottled tea drinks that are important packaging.” Obviously Madam Den towards Baskara, in the room there is only Madam Den, Mr. Baskara and the Former Governor, Mr. Bambang.


“Yesterday my men got some students who became VIP members of starynight club, and we can take advantage of his friendship network, which of course they are the scope of rich people's children.”


“Good, mulali from tomorrow.” Mr. Bambang nodded.


“Why bottled?” ask Pak Baskara did not understand “ before the drink was offered for free to them, first modification with popiv powder, 10mg/250ml.”


“Hah? that much?”


“Follow my command.” Mr. Bambang just nodded in obedience.


"Then after that we will start working on the next popive with a higher dose, because with that dose, the effect of the previous popiv will be overwritten and make the user more opiate." Madam Den smiled cunningly, "I will take advantage of the name of the company vishnu issued a neutralizer which actually worsened the state of the addicts afterwards."


Mr. Baskara laughed, "i'm sure he knew about it, he felt you made it into Ms. Sandra's fall." Madam Den raises her shoulders. "It's so real." Mr. Bas was a little surprised, "huh?"


"When the neutralizer fails, the government will highlight the company, and I'll go down under my company to offer a vaccine."


"This case has existed before, how did you convince the government to accept your offer?" Confused Mr. Baskara.


"When they have a polemic that doesn't know the way out, it's very unlikely that they'll reject my antidote. Of course I'll show them the antidote's success. It's impossible for them to refuse." Clearly Madam Den was smiling cynically.


"And also Bas, we must beware of Vishnu, observe him I have a premonition he is like a two-headed snake." Mr. Bas nodded in compliance with Madam Den's request.


"Threaten her with her beloved daughter if she dares to mess with me." Continue with a fierce look.


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