THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
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Dzoki approached the driver. His face looked panicked and sweat was pouring down around his forehead and neck. The hot and scorching air of the panned pliers makes the whole body feel sultry and sticky.

"What's up, sir? How did you panic?" ask Dzoki slowly.

"Ekhemc ... That's mr ... Non Cyeril ... Non Cyeril is in the shop .." said the driver in a frightened and panicked voice.

Seeing the frightened face of the driver, Dzoki panicked.

"Cjenile? Why Cyeril?" ask Dzoki in a loud voice.

"Non Cyeril fainted. It's in the stall" said the driver was stammered and nervous.

It feels like I want to reveal something. Hearing something happen from the lips of Mr. Driver about Cyeril, his little wife, Dzoki was immediately docked out of the large field towards the stall that was not far from the field.

Once there. Dzoki didn't find Cyeril. The driver was stunned and could not find the wife of his employer.

"Where Sir? Cyeril doesn't exist!!" said Dzoki panicked.

"There was den. A moment ..." tell Mr. Driver to go inside the shop to ask the mother of the stall that he tipped Cyeril to look after and wait for him for a while.

The driver was getting scared and nervous. I think he has trouble breathing. The driver immediately called the shop mother and asked her in front of Dzoki to be clear.

"Sorry ... That unconscious lady here. Whither? Didn't I ask for help to be taken care of for a while because I was calling her husband," said the driver stammered and frightened.

The driver was afraid that Dzoki would be furious if he could not find Cyeril.

The shop mother came out of the shop and looked at the driver and then at Dzoki alternately.

"Lho ... It was brought by her husband," said the shop mother with a loud voice and her face was innocent without sin.

"I am her husband!! I'm Dzoki, Cyeril's husband," cried Dzoki loudly introducing himself.

"really. This is the lady's husband. You know, the lady was with me. Then I called my young master first and now I've called and brought my young master to take his wife to the doctor" the driver explained.

"But, the lady had already been brought by three men who claimed to be her husband and brother. That's why I pardon. If I keep holding back I am considered to want to have young lady earlier. I was arrested and kept in jail. Someone is going to help me!!" said the stall mother with a fierce voice.

The woman looked confused and panicked. Nor does he want to be blamed for this. There were three people who confessed to her husband in a black car.

Dzoki was furious and angry. He could not blame the shop mother or the driver for this.

Dzoki's breathing was very deep. He tried to calm down and not to be nervous.

He then ran towards the KKN committee. He asked for permission to find his wife who had just disappeared.

It was a bit difficult to give permission for Dzoki. Because there is information one member ran away and complained to the KKN committee.

"We can't give you permission. You and your group have been breached. Neglecting and ignoring one member of you," said the KKn committee was firm.

"Any permit or not. I asked for permission and I'll leave. I don't care if I have to repeat this KKN course. I care more about the safety of my wife and baby!! Understand!!" shouted Dzoki loudly while punching the table hard.

Dzoki went straight from there full of emotion and resentment.

Dzoki immediately asked the driver for the car keys and immediately started the car engine and drove the car.

Since then, Dzoki in the car kept thinking. He was confused where to find Cyetil. His mind was fixed on the safety of his wife and child.

Who would abduct Cyeril and his baby!!

Egi!! Or Tasya!!

Who did!!

Dzoki continued to deepen and continued to search for Cyeril's whereabouts. His head lyrics to the right and the lyrics to the left. Who knows, he found something that led to evidence. This is clearly a kidnapping.

Eventually, Dzoki decides to go to the police station and report the loss of his wife in the source village.

An hour later ...

Dzoki received a copy of his reporting related to Cyeril's sudden disappearance. According to eyewitnesses, there were three men who forcibly took Cyeril and took the name of Dzoki, her husband. Then bring with you a black car that has absolutely no known license plate number.

After reporting reports of straying and kidnapping. Dzoki sat quietly in front of the waiting room of the police station. Today it feels tired and exhausting. Dzoki wants to fight hard. He did not dare to tell this matter to Mother Nur. She was afraid that her mother was anxious and even stressed to hear that Cyeril was gone.

"Hey young man. You're the one who just reported about your wife's disappearance?" ask a cop to Dzoki.

Dzoki turned to the policeman and smiled wryly. He was lazy to argue with the police and nodded small.

"Really Sir. Is there any news?" ask Dzoki.

"My experience anyway, usually the one who does that is the closest person or hidden enemy. Pretend to be good in front and apparently want to drop slowly. You realize? You recall? Maybe someone we hurt? Pain does not need to be rough and make physical contact. Sometimes envy can make us hated by people," said the old policeman advised.

Dzoki. This advice was an important thing he needed to hear. Initially, Dzoki was amu cuek. But it turns out that sharing makes it more lehga and his mind is also calm and clean in thinking.

"Is it always the way the graph is?" ask Dzoki slowly.

"Yes ... The flow is always the same. Hatred, envy, resentment are hereditary and feel rivaled. It is the arrogance of an enemy who does not want to make peace with his own friends. His heart is hot on the embers of irresponsible demons and wants to keep his heart filled with hate and hate" said the policeman began to recount his hidden experiences.

Dzoki was silent again staring straight ahead. His mind was always on Egi and Tasya. Only the two of them still hold a grudge against Dzoki.

"Hows it? Exist already? The name of the person you believe is the culprit" the police said. The policeman stood up and went back into his room.

'It could be an Egi. But I can't be rash doing this. I must be more careful, ' Dzoki's inner self in his heart.