"Nana, forgive me. I just made a decision. I cannot marry with you only to get children for my successor. I have a mother for my children." The eyes of the woman he was talking to were reddened.
"I know you are disappointed. I cannot and I don't want to make use of your like to me for my own benefits," Hendra was trying to sound wise but it was not at all for his counterpart.
Hendra stood up and shifted slowly. He did not feel comfortable being too close with Nana, especially her perfume and her performance was adopting his wife. The dress Nana put on was almost similar to the ones he bought for his wife. When Aruna shifted away, he almost gave up and fell for her.
"Who is the woman in your life now?" She insisted on questioning him.
"Get out of here. I don't want to argue with anyone. I have a lot of to do," Hendra gestured on her to leave him.
When she was about to leave, Hendra's mobile screen was on, a woman silhouette. Nana could see it although Hendra picked it up quickly. Somehow, Nana could not identify it well but she was sure it was the woman who made Hendra changed.
"You can leave now, tomorrow I will have dinner in the main house. Tell this to Oma Sukma." Hendra opened the room door. Next, he greeted a woman on another end.
***
[What would like to eat tonight?] Aruna spoke while opening the fridge door.
[Are you going to cook for me?] Hendra teased her.
[I will, so you have no chanve to call me a lazy wife] someone laughed at that reply.
[And.. my husband will love me more] and the man voice on the other end laughed louder.
[You are more than being loved, so don't bother yourself with the cooking stuffs] Hendra sat back to his chair.
[When are you home?]
[Huuff] Hendra sighed listened to his wife question.
[You remember it is the end of the month?] That answered brought Aruna's memories to the marriage life long ago, Hendra sometimes did not go home by the end of the month.
[You are not going home?]
[I am trying to make it]
[If so, can I go to my father's home?]
[No!] Suddenly Hendra's voice rose.
[Hendra, we have made an agreement, haven't we? No restraint this time]
[What I mean is if you are going home, I am coming along with you] that blue eyed man revised his statement.
[Will you wait for me tonight?] Finally he changed the topic. Sometimes, the words going home to my father created different sensation for Hendra, worried.
[Sure I will]
[I will be home, cook the best you can prepare for me]
[Yieee.. Okay] happy voice was heard from that woman.
***
A day before this man had a light discussion with the internal investigation team leader, Vian.
He went into the room of professional investigators of Wenceslas Group. The atmosphere of the office led by a thin faced man was just like common offices with some tables in it.
Somehow, when eyes are more aware we can see pieces of paper stuck on every side of the walls. The pieces of paper were from different kinds of cases, the solved and the unsolved ones.
At first the coming of the most important man of the D floor was dealing with a simple purpose, a mutation one of his men to the lines of employees under Wenceslas Group.
Those who have married and expect to have a normal life with less pressure will seek a mutation an rescheduling their working hours. It is allowed for anyone working on D floor to do it as long as they meet the requirement. One of it is to be able to really shut their mouth up about the D floor and the position is replaced by the prepared the junior.
The man threw smiles to Vian's people once he walked in the room. He glanced to many paper stuck on the wall. He glanced to the left side and he stopped when he saw a photo of a woman who he was familiar with. The woman who ever worked for him on the D floor in the health care unit.
It was Leona's photo. There were some words jolted her mind right under the photo: 'There is no everlasting enemies, neither the friendship. Therefore, everyone is worth watching out for'.
He stood still for a moment, until Vian tapped his shoulder and asked him to go into his room. He directly handed in the paper in his hands to the investigator leader.
"Someone in your team got married recently?" Vian broke the silence.
He did not reply directly, still focusing his eyes on the papers scattered on Vian's table.
Seeing that, Vian cleared up his table quickly and pushed them in the drawers without speaking any words.
But the man sitting in front of him happened to take a glance on the list of names, names that would be the target of Vian's next investigation
"Em.. I will try to find a place for this person," Vian patted the papers he received from his counterpart.
For the next moment both were involved in a talk, light talk, because Vian tried not to talk much. And the guess knew it.
.
Now, in a quiet and tranquil night, when the clock stroke to 11 pm, the same man tiptoed to Vian working office.
Meanwhile, up there on the fifth floor of this building there was meeting of closing book Wenceslas Group. The young master, the owner of this sky scraper building and his employees were busy to finish their monthly reports.
Meanwhile, on D floor, some errors took place, things that never happened before. One of the floor's light of Vian's room was out of function. It was not supposed to happen since it applied sophisticated technology. And the CCTV in that investigation room was out of function as well. That mysterious man went into Vian's office in the darkness, looking for Vian's desk where scattered papers he saw yesterday were spotted, and hacking Vian's computer in case he saw important information in it.
Too bad, he just found papers containing his name. The investigation related to the information leaking from all the witnesses at the divorce trial which lasted more than two months, was still ongoing process.
It was really beyond his expectation. And the worse, the man who was trying to open Vian's computer which was locked digitally, was about running out of the time. From his hearing aids, he could hear calls from his men, including calls from other team. His men were calling him for a back up .
Right before other unit was aware of what was going on at that moment, he had prepared the best way.
A Molotov bomb of one chamber capacity was thrown in the darkness. He himself opened his face mask and took off his black clothes and threw it on the place where he took the files he needed.
That night, right after the CCTV and the light were fixed by another team, a big blast was suddenly shook the night. The blast was from the internal investigator room of Wenceslas Group, in a secret floor under Wenceslas Ritz Hotel.
No one predicted that such disaster would happen.