My Sunshine

My Sunshine
RACCOON IDEA


Zidan had already decided, it was impossible for him to back down. No matter what happens, Zidan has to bring Nandita back. If not the guilt towards Raka would definitely haunt him. More guilt to the woman who has been guarding Nandita. Kartika. Yes, that woman. That woman is scary too.


"Well, why can I forget that woman. Die now!" mumbling Zidan. Instantly this man shakes. Imagine the anger of Kartika, which he might not be able to avoid.


Kartika has believed him. Can keep Nandita for the woman. For Raka. In essence, Kartika had entrusted Nandita's safety to her.


Seeing that the father was silent, Raka asked, "What's the matter, Dad?" ask Raka.


"No, I'm just afraid of your utensils. He will definitely beat up my father if he finds out that your mother was taken by her family" Zidan replied honestly.


"Now, Dad? Why why?" raka asked confused.


"There's something Raka doesn't know yet. Later after everything is done, I promise, I will tell you everything. And I hope, whatever you hear later, don't blame your mother. Because the bad one is Dad. You can hate Dad, Raka knows!" said Zidan resigned.


Raka quiet. Trying to digest every word her father said. However, as all the words revolved in his memory, Raka remembered the mother's message. That his father was a good man. Every human can make mistakes. The important thing is that he realizes his mistake and wants to improve and not repeat the same mistake. Nandita's advice succeeded, in fact the sentence was still remembered Raka until then.


"Say mother, Dad is a good person" said Raka suddenly.


"really? When did you say that?" ask Zidan.


"Every time Raka nanyain Dad," answered Raka honestly.


Zidan was stunned, not expecting him to hear that sentence. Nanditas! The woman he hurt. But not a single bit has a grudge against him. In fact, in front of their son Nandita was still guarding his wife. Zidan did not know in what way he would return the woman's sincerity.


With a blink of an eye, Zidan remembered how much Nandita was crying in pain. The time he touched her. Time he enjoys Nandita's body. Zidan is evil. Very-very nasty. O God, forgive me, Zidan said in his heart. Several times he was also seen taking deep breaths. Thinking about how bad he was to Nandita.


The mood in the car was silent. Raka with her focus saw the road on her mobile phone. While Zidan with his thoughts about his stupidity at that time. Inwardly, this man promised to make the woman happy. He's not gonna hurt Nandita anymore. Whatever happens.


For nearly an hour they were driving, but there was no sign they would reach Nandita's parents' residence.


"It's still a long way off, Dek?" ask Zidan to the son.


"An hour and fifteen minutes, Dad. But I'm sure they're taking you to this place?" ask Raka.


"They're nowhere else, Dek. There is no way that they will take your bundle to a hotel or villa" Zidan replied confidently.


"Dad make no mistake, isn't that burning their emotions rich people. It could be that now the mother could be brought to the woman's place," replied Raka. Zidan was surprised. Not expecting if Raka's thoughts were far ahead of her. This man immediately sidestepped his car. Park that car. Zidan. However, it was undeniable that he also justified what Raka thought.


"You're right too, Deck. I know the woman" said Zidan weakly.


"So how is Dad? We go where they used to be or what?" ask Raka.


"Beforehand, where's Dad's phone. Let me ask Dion's friends who work" Zidan replied. Not much to ask, Raka also gave the phone he held.


"If you can't trust them too much, Dad. They are very slow," answered Raka, in accordance with what he observed all this time.


"Slowly, you mean?" ask Zidan confused.


Zidan smiled back. The son he knew was still like a child, turned out to be secretly good at analyzing the situation. Have intelligent thinking and reliable in everything. Nandita was so proud of this handsome boy. Raka is reliable.


Anxiously, Zidan stroked the son's head. While looking for Dion's contact number on his phone.


"How's it?" ask Zidan, straight to the point.


"Regen's out of the country, boss!" dion answered, sounding annoyed.


"God? Why could? Isn't he a fugitive?" ask Zidan.


"Boss is right, but it looks like he's wearing a rubber mask and wearing someone else's identity, Boss. I'm sorry for your help" Dion replied honestly.


"Geez!" Zidan dropped his body on the steering wheel. It just feels upset. Why the problems he faced are increasing.


"I'm sorry, Boss. It's our fault" said the man behind Dion. Maybe it was Vano.


"Fuck Regen. Right now I'm facing a much more complicated problem than that. Nandita was taken by her parents. Help me track where they are. The existence of Natalia. Summarize the people behind him, carry it out right now!" smart Zidan. This time the man who was usually without that expression, turned angry, annoyed and wanted to squeeze out anyone who was currently deliberately making him angry.


"Ready, Boss!" dion replied firmly.


A few seconds later, they ended the call. Zidan did not think. Why his team is so easy to be cheered on by Regen.


"Damn!" sumpat Zidan's.


"Patience, Dad. All the man wanted was to fear you. Dad's emotions are unstable. No hurry. Maybe the guy ran away not only had a problem with Dad. There might be another party he was afraid of!" raka reminded me.


Zidan remembered that Regen had many enemies. "You're right, Deck. That man has a lot of enemies. He was also involved in several cases" Zidan said.


Raka quiet. But this handsome boy was secretly helping the father think of a way to capture the man.


"Well!" Raka said.


"Yes!" answer Zidan.


"Did Regen have a girlfriend?" ask Raka.


"Daughter? Hisst, still a child ask boyfriends," replied Zidan, even mocked Raka.


"It's not so, Dad! Gini Raka means. Like Gini's father, it is not willing that his girlfriend is hurt by others. Likewise with Regen, he would not be willing if his girlfriend was hurt by others. How if we use Regen's girlfriend, let him return to Indonesia. You know what Raka means?" answer Raka. Voicing ideas. His language was the language of children, but Zidan understood and understood what his son meant.


Again Zidan felt emezing by what his son was thinking. The idea that Raka said can be tried. Who knows how it works.


Seriate....


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