30-1 Nagini Nervous

  Pondok Gede Indah Apartment

  Nagini y down on the soft bed of her apartment. She gnced at the wall clock.

  Nagini: "It's already 4:30 in the morning."

  She thought to herself.

  Pulling the bnket over her body, her chest trembled slightly. Her heart was restless.

  Nagini: "Burhan…"

  She whispered in her heart.

  Moments ter, lulled by the cool air from the AC, Nagini drifted off to sleep.

  ***

  30-2 The GPS Pin Works

  Meanwhile...

  At 12:00 noon, Burhan was still fast asleep. Faintly, he heard his phone ringing over and over.

  He opened his eyes, reached for the phone.

  With sluggish movements, he got out of bed, grabbed a gss of water from the dispenser, and took a sip.

  Burhan: "Hello, Tina. What's the news?"

  Tina: "You sound tired, Mr. Burhan. Were you up all night?"

  Burhan gave a wry smile.

  Burhan: "Mariana escaped, Tina."

  On the other end, Tina chuckled.

  Tina: "Don't worry, Mr. Burhan. Mariana is still under our watch."

  Burhan frowned, slightly surprised.

  Burhan: "What do you mean, Tina?"

  Tina: "Nagini managed to pnt a GPS tracker on Broto's suitcase."

  Burhan: "You mean… Nagini actually pnted it?"

  Tina: "That's right! She hid a pin inside Broto's suitcase. We can track their helicopter's movements clearly."

  Burhan nodded, impressed by Nagini's skill and Tina's technology.

  ***

  30-3 The Slopes of Merapi

  A luxurious mansion stood on the slopes of Mount Merapi, surrounded by tall walls and a sleek matte-bck gate with an automatic fingerprint lock.

  The security system was sophisticated—CCTV cameras positioned at multiple angles, and a guard post inside the gate manned by armed security.

  In the vast yard—almost a hectare—several luxury cars were parked neatly.

  Behind the house, a concrete pad marked with a rge letter "H" served as a private helipad. Not far from it, a swimming pool was surrounded by gss tables and plush lounge chairs.

  Soon, a helicopter descended precisely onto the letter "H."

  When it nded, the rotors slowed and came to a stop.

  Ten security guards rushed out from the house, standing ready with weapons drawn, surrounding the helicopter in a protective formation.

  The helicopter door opened. A pair of long legs in high heels stepped down slowly. A beautiful yet commanding face emerged. In her left hand, she held a closed paper fan.

  Behind her came a broad-shouldered man with a beard, holding a bck suitcase chained to his wrist.

  Looking closer—zoom in—you could see a tiny pin hidden beneath the suitcase, almost invisible.

  Last to descend was a young man carrying a ptop and a slightly rger suitcase.

  The guards didn't dare stare directly at the helicopter; they remained alert and focused.

  **"

  30-4 A Building with Advanced Security

  Once all three were off the helicopter, the elegant woman with the paper fan scanned her surroundings.

  Mariana: "Broto!"

  Broto: "Yes, Ma'am…"

  The beautiful woman was none other than Madam Mariana.

  Mariana: "And you, Mardian—prepare the drone and get it in the air."

  Mardian: "Yes, Ma'am!"

  Mardian immediately opened his suitcase, took out the drone, and began setting it up.

  Moments ter, the drone was airborne. Mardian studied his ptop screen—the entire area around the building was clearly visible from the drone's feed.

  Mardian: "All set, Ma'am!"

  Mariana gnced at the drone in the sky, then walked toward the mansion.

  Mariana: "Broto, Mardian… let's go inside and rest."

  Both men simply nodded. Two guards led the way with guns at the ready.

  They passed the crystal-clear swimming pool.

  ***

  30-5 Nervous

  Meanwhile, at Burhan's house…

  The clock read 1:00 p.m. Hunger drove Burhan to the bathroom. On the way, he grabbed a dry towel near his bed.

  The sound of running water filled the bathroom.

  After showering, Burhan picked up his phone. He intended to call Nagini and invite her to lunch.

  As he typed her number, a wave of nervousness hit him. Slowly, he pressed "Call." The dial tone rang in his ear.

  Meanwhile, Nagini gnced at her ringing phone. The name "Burhan" was on the screen.

  Suddenly, her own heart skipped.

  She answered.

  Nagini: "Hello, Burhan…"

  Hearing her voice made Burhan's heart swell. There was a faint tremor in his chest, and his voice quivered slightly.

  Burhan: "Are you awake, Nagin?"

  Hearing his slightly shaky voice, Nagini felt her heart tighten.

  Nagini: "Are you sick, Burhan?"

  Her question made Burhan even more nervous; his chest felt like it might burst.

  Burhan: "I'm fine, Nagini. Actually… I wanted to invite you to lunch. At Kemang Raya Café."

  Nagini frowned slightly, pying with the tip of her hair.

  Nagini: "O…"

  That single sylble made Burhan even more unsettled.

  Burhan: "If you're ready… I'll come pick you up, Nagini."

  Nagini: "Come, Burhan. I'll shower and get ready. I'm hungry too… Burhan."

  Burhan smiled broadly.

  Burhan: "Alright, Nagini."

  He hung up and clenched both fists.

  Burhan: "Yes!"

  ***

  30-6 Out of Words

  Nagini and Burhan sat together in the front seats of the car. Burhan gripped the steering wheel, while Nagini gazed ahead.

  The car moved slowly through traffic before finally reaching the toll gate.

  After paying, the road opened up—smooth and clear.

  Burhan turned on the AC, letting the cool air flow through the cabin.

  Unlike usual, they were silent—holding back that gentle tremor of nerves.

  It wasn't the silence of anger.

  It was a comfortable quiet.

  Burhan kept his eyes on the road, trying to drive properly, though he was clearly awkward.

  Nagini absentmindedly twirled the ends of her hair.

  Normally, they would joke and ugh freely.

  But now… only silence. Awkward silence.

  Perhaps… they'd run out of words.

  Or…

  They just didn't know how to start.

  ***

  30-7 Table Number 012

  Burhan parked in the basement of Kemang Raya Café.

  Inside the car, the awkward tension remained.

  Burhan: "We're here, Nagini."

  Nagini: "Yes, I know."

  His trembling voice and her short reply stood in sharp contrast to their usual warm camaraderie.

  Burhan found himself tongue-tied, fidgeting, while Nagini stayed quiet—her chest fluttering slightly.

  Burhan: "Let's go, Nagini."

  She just nodded.

  They walked from the basement to the lift, then up to the bustling café.

  Still no words.

  Just stolen gnces and shy smiles.

  Finally, they sat down at table number 012, already reserved for them.

  ***

  30-8 Seroja Indah Apartment

  Meanwhile, at Seroja Indah Apartment…

  Giono, Karsiyah, Ngatmo, and Rani and Rina were gathered, discussing Broto's escape.

  Karsiyah: "Damn it! I'm still not satisfied!"

  Giono: "Well, bst it!"

  Ngatmo: "Before we could even touch him, Broto had already run!"

  Rani and Rina exchanged gnces.

  They were all annoyed that their target, Broto, had slipped away before they could "teach him a lesson."

  Ngatmo frowned, as if remembering something.

  Ngatmo: "That helicopter… I've seen it before."

  Giono: "What do you mean?"

  Ngatmo: "The tail number—24-C. I've seen it."

  Karsiyah: "Are you sure?"

  Ngatmo: "Yes, I'm sure."

  Rani: "Where did you see it, Dad?"

  Rina: "Maybe in the forest…"

  Rina chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. But Ngatmo's answer was unexpected.

  Ngatmo: "That's right, my child."

  Karsiyah: "Where exactly?"

  Ngatmo: "In the forest, on the slopes of Merapi."

  The others exchanged gnces.

  Giono: "Why were you wandering around the slopes of Merapi?"

  Ngatmo: "As a martial arts teacher, I took my students there for training and promotion tests."

  Rani: "I remember—training has to be in a mystical pce…"

  Rina: "And haunted."

  Ngatmo: "I happened to see a helicopter flying low, with the number 24-C."

  Giono: "And then…?"

  Ngatmo: "I followed it quietly and saw it nd."

  Karsiyah: "Land where? There's no helipad in the forest."

  Rani: "Didn't it hit the trees?"

  Rina: "The rotor's huge!"

  Ngatmo: "You're right—it didn't nd in the forest, but at a rge building with iron fences, guarded by armed men."

  They all looked at each other.

  Giono: "You're sure there's a pce like that in the middle of the forest?"

  Ngatmo: "Yes, I'm sure."

  ***

  30-9 Chasing Broto

  Giono: "Karsiyah! Do you still want to teach Broto a lesson?"

  Karsiyah: "Of course! I won't be satisfied until he's limping!"

  Ngatmo: "Broto needs a trip to the hospital!"

  Giono smiled faintly at his sister's anger.

  Rani: "People like Broto—if you don't teach them a lesson…"

  Rina: "They'll just do it again to someone else."

  Giono: "Alright, alright! Then we're going to Yogyakarta. To Mount Merapi!"

  Eng of Chapter 30

  To be Continued Chapter 31