Gold And Diamond
Part 39 "Fried Rice Bakul"

Don't forget to pray. Bismillah. 🤗

"If you can tell who's buying?"

"Sorry, Ma'am. Umm you don't know. Why not ask Kafil?"

"We can't communicate yet."

"According to Ummu, maybe he's in a precarious situation right now. There's something more important."

Vey remembered how he had been acting lately. Honestly, he feels guilty. Confused as to how. He's coming home.

In front of Kafil's house, he immediately contacted Maya.

📞"May, I just asked his neighbor Kafil, he said his mother Kafil suddenly had a heart attack. What's wrong, May? I don't know why this happened." Vey's tone is irregular.

📞"OK okay. Calm down. You're now in front of the Kafil house, right?"

📞"Yes."

📞"I'll come with Miftha. Don't go anywhere. Or, you find a stall or something, I'll catch up."

📞"To a roadside stall."

Maya assented.

Vey looked at the Kafil house once again. "Sorry, are you really going to sell this house? I understand your Papa's effort is pretty much. Should the house be sold?"

Vey crouched down while leaning against the fence. He drowned his head between his knees.

"You're leaving Indonesia, Kaf?"

He stared at the phone screen for a moment. Send messages to all Kafil social media.

"What's your pain?" That's the short message.

"Why is Kafil like this? His good intentions do not want to burden me even make me so rich gini." He's upset.

Straight away he moved. Then, waltzing away towards the west. I forgot that Maya and Miftha were going to see him.

Wusshhhhh! Vey pulls the gas motor at high speed. Right now, he just wanted to obey his heart. If the journey was supposed to be about half an hour, twenty then he arrived in front of his papa Kafil's office. Not even he got off the bike, he was already astonished to see the writing in front of the fence.

"Closed? What's up, anyway, this? The case? Bankrupt? Why this, O God."

He's coming down soon. Looking for someone who can be asked. He found a fried rice vendor across the street. He rode his bike again, crossed over. For the sake of asking, he was willing to queue and order fried rice.

Phone's ringing. He lifted while away from the entourage (cart).

📞"He, where are you? You said at the roadside stall? Dong PAP! Which shop?"

📞"Redirect to video!"

He swiped over his phone screen.

📞"Where is this?"

📞"Front of his Papa's office Kafil. I'm shareloc."

Miftha. Vey turned off calls without permission. He's sending his position now.

The previous buyer has left.

"Pedes, Neng?"

"Pedes. Two, Bang."

Vey didn't have a jacket. Tonight the weather is not friendly. Chilly. There are no stars.

"Well, why is the office closed, huh?"

"Those third-person samples, Neng."

"So the news has spread?"

"Looks like. The office and the factory were closed. He said, yes, the plant is being investigated by intel and police. It continues to be discovered that the products sold there are not safe to use."

"Danger for health, Ma'am. Some say it was because it was an inside man. But, the one who is tangled yo obviously all the directors. Poor, Ma'am. This factory is still around four years old, but it has been closed because of the actions of people who envy. Or that, Ma'am.anu."

Vey can only capture the statement after statement that is still opinion with a lot of questions.

"But, if Papa Kafil is found not guilty, will the factory still be able to operate? But, why should the house be sold?" his inner.

Until the fried rice was finished, Maya and Miftha had not arrived. Vey's waiting. He checked the message he sent to Kafil. Nihil answers.

"It looks like Kafil really wants to ignore. Mama's sick, house sold, office closed for a case. His brother's account I've followed yet, huh?"

He opened insagrem. "Well, this is why Kafil's account doesn't exist?" He intends to search Kafil sibling's account through Kafil account.

"Last recently. There's still an account." Vey's confused. Growing suspicious.

"This is the problem who's kafil following the rich run away? If the guilty man is not Kafil's father, why should he go all the way?"

Vey forgot the account name of Kafil's brother insagrem because he had never followed. He continued to hunt for information through Kafil's business account, Jan Resto. Unfortunately, there are no signs. He took a long breath.

For minutes he was pensive until the fried rice seller told him to sit with him on the carpet that had been held. There are no buyers.

"Tonight was quiet, Neng," he said.

"You need the rain, Bang."

"It's hard if the weather is like this. In fact, it fits cold eating that anget-anget."

Vey smiled stiffly. Look across the street. Thinking back to what he should do. Lest there is still something he forgets like he forgot to contact Kafil's brother from yesterday.

Miftha and Maya suddenly stopped in front of him. Vey tiptoed. And so, right after the two of them got off the motor, a speckled wet the highway. From under the light of the street lights, it looks like the rain is falling more and more.

"Where are we taking shelter?" ask Maya.

"There is a musala, Ma'am."

"Oh, yes, Bang. Thanks," Vey replied.

Vey becomes the direction.

At 19.45 WIB.

"Where-how?" Miftha asked first.

Vey told me everything from the beginning until Miftha and Maya really understood the chronology of the incident. Until they both understand the current situation. He also showed me a picture he had taken of his father's office in front of Kaf.

"Have you contacted? Nyari know of all the Kafil family medsos?" ask Miftha.

"Barusan. Kafil's account seems to be all disabled. Except his business account. My family account never followed. Yesterday I forgot. Now that the Kafil account is no longer detectable, yes I do not get any info."

Maya mediates Vey's confusion. "Curkey. Gini, yes, Vey. I was really begging Akbar. I told him to be honest."

"He wants to be honest?"

"Yes, I really do understand. But we are not deket. He is now otewe preparation his team. At first he told me it was Kafil's marriage contract. Busyet, I don't trust dong. I kept introgating until he wanted to nail me. She's in Malaysia ornate Kafil. Mama Kafil is very sick. Coronary heart. It's just a problem there's something bad." Maya pauses her words by looking at Vey closely.

"The devil will return to his country."

The deg! Vey's entire body suddenly suffocated helplessly. Miftha held both hands tightly.

"May, swear. Sumpaah." Vey jerking. Chest vaporized. There was intense pain. He closed his eyes and clenched his hands.

"Kafil, you're a moron, Kaf. Saphead."

"Vey, Vey, please control your emotions." Miftha. Whispered.

Vey just moved his hand without being able to say.

"It has. It's been. There we are here. Don't fall, Vey. Please, you must be strong! I've never seen Vey as weak as this" Miftha said.

"Not to think, May, Mif. It's so fucking stupid, he's."

"The problem is we don't know how difficult Kafil is right now."