Pellucid
Chapter 13 - What's This Envelope ?

On the same day Bening left home, before long Bening's father also arrived at Soekarno Hatta Airport, Tangerang. After there is business in the city of Bandar Lampung to accompany the President.

Because the business there was finished faster then Bening's father also returned to Jakarta early. The one that should have been scheduled just came home in two days.

While at Bening's house, Ningsih was in the fog with Jono. He even called the aides who stood guard in front of the official house complex. Ask what saw Bening?

Of course the aides saw Bening coming out of the compound by taking a taxi. Even Bening who was known to be kind and friendly, greeted them as usual. Just said you want to go to a friend's house for the preparation to go to college.

The aides were not suspicious at all because there was no special message from Bening's father or art in the house Bening then they opened the gate of the complex as usual. Because there is no prohibition to get out.

Ningsih cried bitterly at the thought of her master's daughter going out of nowhere. Because after returning from the market, he was surprised to see Jono who was busy cleaning the pool and did not keep an eye on Bening.

Finally Ningsih looked to Bening's room just to make sure that his premonition while shopping at the market had not happened. When the door to the room was opened that was not locked, there was no one in it.

Silent, quiet and clean and well-organized rooms. That's all it looks like. But the figure of Bening does not exist. After checking into the bathroom there was also nothing.

Ningsih tried to contact Bening's phone but was inactive. Finally Ningsih had Jono comb the entire house and also the complex to find Bening. But the result is nil. Bening still no stem found his nose.

Checking cctv was no result because it was turned off by Bening. Ningsih was eager to contact Father Bening but there was a sense of worry and also fear.

Finally he tried to call Irjen Pol's personal number. Prasetyo Pambudi's. It turns out that Bening's father's mobile number is also the same as being inactive.

"Non Bening... Where to go anyway, Non? Have no pity on Ningsih. What is this angry about?" batin Ningsih is in ruins.

The sound of the roar of the car came to be heard in front of the house. Ningsih who was sitting limp in the living room, immediately opened the door when he realized that it was the sound of the car.

"Father came home quickly. How is this God?" great-granddaughter Ningsih as her hands intertwined and trembled.

Chequek...

The creaking of the main door was opened featuring the figure of Irjen Pol. Prasetyo Pambudi who is still in full service uniform enters the living room. Walk as usual and then sit on the sofa to take off your shoes.

"House is fine, Bik, as long as I'm gone?" asked Dad Bening flat with sharp eyes as usual while taking off his shoes.

"Ehm.. um.. anu... anu_" said Bik Ningsih cut off.

"A clear word! Since when does the aunt stutter?" exclaimed Father Bening with a tone that had risen an octave cornering Bik Ningsih.

"Sorry, Sir. The house is not fine," great-grandson Ningsih continued to look down not daring to look at the master.

Degs...

Inevitably Ningsih told the chronology of the disappearance of Bening who he suspected deliberately went from home alias escape. It is evident from the contents of the Clear closet where the suitcase commonly used for traveling does not exist.

As well as personal documents and some pieces of clothing belonging to Bening also not in the closet.

"Have you checked the cctv?" asked Father Bening with hunting breath while stepping quickly to the second floor, which was Bening's room.

"Already, Sir. Cctv was turned off by Non-Bening" said Bik Ningsih.

"Huft. What the hell do you want!" peeking Father Bening was grumbling.

Chequek...

Brakk...

The door to the room was opened violently by the father. And just like Bik Ningsih said that there was no trace or hint of anything in Bening's room.

He also sat on his daughter's bed. He massaged his temple and tried to neutralize his breath. Tired who was struggling physically and his mind, making him more dizzy and complicated like a tangled thread.

Hoping to rest at home because it managed to complete the task early, but in fact it can not rest. Because his daughter suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He could not fully love his only daughter like a father to his son in general. All of that was due to a sense of deep loss in the figure of Dewun, the biological mother of Bening, so that eroded in his heart a sense of hatred for his own biological daughter.

However, seeing the princess desperate to leave the house in a state of pregnancy out of wedlock and he as his father did not know who the father of the future baby who was conceived Bening, made an Irjen Pol. Prasetyo Pambudi began to sense that something was missing. But he tried to shake that feeling.

Bening's father immediately contacted his trusted person to track Bening's departure. While waiting, he wanted to clean up because he was just tired from the trip.

Chequek...

When the door of his private room opened, his feet suddenly stepped on a long white envelope.

"What's this envelope? From whom and for whom?" father's Inner Clear when lowering his eyes down, precisely on his feet that stepped on a long and plain white envelope. No name of recipient or sender.

He crouched down and picked up the envelope and sat on the sofa in his room. Slowly but surely he finally opened the seal on the envelope.

Inside was a letter that he still did not know the contents and a Gold-colored ATM card was printed on behalf of Bening. He certainly knows the card is owned by Bening who indeed every month, he who fill in for the cost of Bening needs.

Bening's father finally decided to open the letter. And start reading it...

Degs...