SCHNUCKY
LATE REGRET IMPRESSION

"From now on, we will continue to monitor what activities Schnecke has done so far" said Arya.

Rudi and Iswan looked at Arya with a more serious gaze. The three seemed no longer interested in food and drink in front of him.

"An action will be successful when it is well planned and calculated" Arya said. "The three of us certainly do not want all our desires to be destroyed in the middle of the road, right?" he looked at Rudi and Iswan.

"Uhm... Then I will find out where Schnecke lives." Iswan proposed. "You just calm down."

"You're gonna follow him?" ask Rudi.

"Most of it is so." replied Iswan, "It is partly your responsibility, Rudi."

"Lho's? Why me?" ask Rudi.

"You're a library proverb." said Iswan. "You have also been trusted by Mr. Ruslan, the Administration and Administration of our school."

"Oh, I know what you mean, Wan." said Arya then looked at Rudi. "You're looking for a student masterbook and looking for data on Schnecke. You gotit?"

Rudi nodded. Iswan.

"From now on, run everything." said Arya.

Shortly thereafter, Muzdalifah entered the canteen again. His gaze was turning back with Arya and her friends. Iswan threw a perverted smile and winked making Muzdalifah shudder and quickly get away from it.

...****...

Arya snapped from her daydream. He looked at the wall clock. The time marker had shown at 02:27 and it was already able to make Arya get those bad memories out of her mind. The man then closed his eyes, resting the weight of his mind.

Tomorrow, as usual. Arya again noticed the expanse of Gorontalo city wilderness from the window.

Shortly thereafter, Laila, her private secretary, appears carrying a portfolio. The woman halted her steps, looking at her president who was behind her.

"Sir.." call Laila.

Arya turned her head for a moment to look at Laila then turned her whole body towards the woman and stepped closer to her.

"What's Laila doing?" ask Arya.

Laila did not answer, but handed over the portfolio file to Arya. The man accepted it with furrowed brows. He opened it for a moment then looked at the contents and finally nodded.

"Where did you get it?" ask Arya.

"I have a friend in DUKCAPIL City. He was willing to provide this file after hearing the pretext I had uttered." replied Laila. "This actually violates the code of ethics of his profession. But, I managed to convince him."

Arya smile. "Thank you, huh?"

Laila smiled then nodded. The woman then turned around to leave the room. Arya brought the notebook file and put it on her desk. He then sat down and began to open up sheet by sheet from the portfolio.

But dissatisfaction returned to the man's mind. It's just an old archive. There is no new archive about the person he is looking for. Arya closed the portofeule and put it to the side.

Arya was just about to get up when the phone plane on her desk rang. The man lifted him up.

📞 "Yes, Laila?" Arya.

📞 "Your guests have arrived." said Laila. "She's waiting in the lobby."

📞 "I'll be there." replied Arya then put down the phone handle.

The man walked out of his room. He had scrunched up towards Laila who was sitting casually in her place, engrossed in applying thin powder on her face. Seeing Arya, the woman stopped her activities and continued back when Arya nodded and took a step to leave her alone there.

The man went down the stairs and arrived at the first floor. He looked at the lobby and found the guests he wanted to meet were being treated by the office boy with drinks and snacks.

The arrival of Arya made the office boy bow respectfully then passed away leaving the place. The guest looked up and smiled.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time, Arya." said the fat man.

"It's been ten years." replied Arya and sat down in front of the man. "You didn't come to Rudi's funeral."

The fat man laughed softly. "I'm sorry. Busyness ensnared me so that I could not spend time just attending my own best friend's meal."

Iswan, the fat man chuckled again. "Yes, you look more robust than ten years ago when the three of us were still studying at SMU Prasetya..."

"You've managed to date Jasmin, hm?" aryan Syndicate.

Hearing that name, Iswan only smiled wryly. Arya raised her eyebrows next door.

"There are rarely women who want to be with an obese man, Iswan" said Arya. "Have you ever moved your body in the gym?"

"Hey, not all obese people carry disease, men." denied Iswan. "You see, don't you? I'm healthy wal afiat." he said as he developed a hand.

"Just up to you" Arya said with a smile.

"I'm actually lazy to fulfill your invitation, Arya" Iswan said with an annoyed face. "You remind me of the worst memory in the lives of the three of us."

"Rudi's death reminds me of that woman whose fate is somehow present" Arya said. "We have ruined one's future simply because of unwarranted hatred."

"So, our meeting only discussed that?" iswan hatch. "What's the point?"

Arya furrowed her brows. Iswan took a breath for a moment.

"You want to drown yourself in that guilt, I don't mind." said Iswan again, "Don't involve me in it."

"But you proposed that crazy thing for the first time." - Arya.

"And you contributed to the destruction of the woman, Arya." Iswan retorted his back pointing his index finger at the man's face.

"If you don't propose such a crazy thing, Muzdalifah won't experience it for the rest of his life!" tukas Arya with a soft.

"Oh, now we are fighting only because of Muzdalifah who now knows where it is?" tukas Iswan.

Arya remained silent.

"The three of us, without doubt have destroyed it, Arya. We three!" iswan toilet. "Whenever you deny it, you won't be able to get rid of the truth that you're one of the people who played a role in the future destruction of that woman."

Arya sat down and brushed her hair and rubbed it back.

"Since Rudi's death, somehow the shadows about Muzdalifah are remembered again. It haunts my mind now, in every dream." - Arya complains. "I'm even afraid to sleep. I'm afraid he's coming and strangling me in my dreams."

"There's only one way to get rid of your guilt" Iswan said.

"What?" arya asked with hope.

"Find and find Muzdalifah until you meet." replied Iswan.

"Impossible.." erang Arya. "I myself have investigated him even to the point of asking my colleagues at DUKCAPIL city to provide information about him. But it's all for nothing."

"You're not looking for information in the right place." denied Iswan.

"Where am I looking for him?" arya asked with another glance.

"You know, only two people we know, are familiar with the Schnecke" Iswan said.

"Mother Kartini and... Mr Basyir?" guess Arya enthusiastically.

Iswan nodded.

"Does Kartini's mother still look after the school cafeteria?" ask Arya.

"To know, when we graduated, Ms. Kartini was no longer running a canteen business. He has returned to his village in Java there." said Iswan. "So the only way is to contact Mr. Basyir. That's if he's not dead."

"Aren't you going to accompany me?" ask Arya.

Iswan smiled and shook his head. "I've got a comfortable life now" he said and got up. "I don't want to drown like you."

Arya took a breath. Iswan continued, "It is better to immediately look for him, men." he said as he stepped away from the lobby towards the parking lot.[]