Reaching the Moon
Chapter 12

In the morning in an apartment in the middle of town B, two women were walking into one of the apartment units while one of them pulled a large suitcase.

"This is Nizam's apartment. The last time he stayed here one year ago when there were office activities that lasted for days, coincidentally the distance of this apartment with the office of Mr. Nizam was very close. You can stay here for a while" Nizwa explained as they arrived at the living room.

"In the kitchen, Sister Nizam has provided all the daily needs for you, hopefully you feel at home here" continued Nizwa.

The moon was silent with a look of amazement observing the entire corner of the room that seemed simple but so elegant and comfortable. Very different from the house her husband used to live in, luxurious but very scary in his eyes.

"Nizwa, I don't know how to repay your kindness, someday I will repay you" Moon said in a trembling voice and grabbed Nizwa's hand and cheered her.

"Look easy. Consider us your family. So if you have a problem, just tell us" Nizwa replied and hugged the Moon for a moment.

"Oh yes, I want to ask you one more time for help" Moon said in a soft voice.

"Whatis that? Just say it."

"Do you know any trustworthy family lawyers in town?"

Nizwa frowned for a moment and then began to ask, "For what, Moon?"

Moon fell silent, she was a little hesitant to say her true purpose at this time that she wanted to sue her husband for divorce. However, his household problems want him to solve without making others know or interfere.

"I .. I want to report the crime that happened to me" replied a month later.

"Oh, so. You should report those who have hurt you. I know someone who works at a well-known law firm in this city, he's a friend of Kak Nizam's. At the law firm you can also choose lawyers from a variety of other legal specialists." Nizwa reached into her little bag to look for something.

"Ah, this is her business card, you can contact her when you need help." Nizwa gave the name to the Moon.

"Thank you very much, Nizwa."

"Sama-sama, I say goodbye first, afraid of being late to campus. If there's anything you can call me or Nizam's sister, we've put our number in that briefcase. Assaalamu 'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum hail, wait for Nizwa!"

Nizwa stopped her steps and turned back towards the Moon. "You forgot about this suitcase. Isn't this your suitcase?" moon said while carrying the large suitcase to Nizwa.

Nizwa smiled as she shook her head slowly. "That's yours. When we found you back then, you had nothing but a cell phone, so Nizam and I got everything ready."

The Moon's eyes were now starting to blur by the tears slowly gathering in her eyes. He walked up to Nizwa and hugged the girl. "Thank you very much, well, I now believe there are still good people in this world after meeting you."

Nizwa again smiled and took off the Moon's embrace gently. "Then, consider us your family, share with us if you feel you have a problem, at least by sharing your story, your heart will feel a little relieved."

After speaking for a while, Nizwa finally returned and left the apartment unit. The girl boarded the car to the campus after she had earlier sent a message to Nizam.

[Sir Nizam. Your job has been done well. Oh yes, it seems like sister's heart is starting to open well, the proof is that sister is so attentive to the Moon 🤭🤭]

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Meanwhile, Moon now walks to one of Nizwa's designated rooms before returning home to rest. He slowly opened the suitcase to see the clothes Nizwa and Nizam had prepared.

In the suitcase there are pajama clothes, clothing for him to wear everyday, and also underwear. Moon's face flushed slightly when she saw the few pairs of underwear that seemed to fit her well.

"Nizwa is so good at choosing, hopefully when choosing this, she is alone and not with Mas Nizam."

The moon immediately shook her head when she realized what she had just said. "Astaghfirullah, what am I thinking?" he muttered slowly while hitting his seat.

After he finished storing all his clothes, the Moon's gaze was now fixed on a old-fashioned cell phone that Marcel had given him at the time. Near the phone was a record of Nizam and Nizwa's numbers.

To be honest, there was guilt about running away from her husband, but for her it was better than continuing to get violence from him. Seeking protection and security is what he wants in order to maintain his sanity that feels increasingly depleted.

[Doctor Aura, I would like to consult about my stomach disease. If you don't mind, can I consul outside the hospital, it happens that my house is far from the hospital and I can't go there because my stomach has been sick since. If possible at the restaurant Maiwa we meet, the place is very close to my place 🙏].

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"Why did you just come now? I called you yesterday, Sky," asked Marcel as Heaven came to face him that afternoon in his private room.

"Sorry, Boss. I was out of town yesterday, so it was very impossible to fulfill your call that night as well," replied the Sky slightly bowed.

"What's that business until you put my call aside?"

The sky chose to budge, not wanting to answer Mercel's question, to make the man with the edge walk closer to him.

"You know, I dislike fools the most, subordinate me, and traitors." Marcel patted hard on Sky's shoulder to make the man occasionally close his eyes withstanding pain.

Already a few days Marcel put a sense of annoyance and also suspicious of the Sky because it often misses together at night for various reasons. All his wild racing activities have never run smoothly since the entry of the Sky, but he always won the race, and the peak when the Sky did not immediately fulfill his call last night.

"I want to give you a job with Revan." Marcel stood right in front of the Sky while smoking his cigarette, then threw his smoke right in the face of the Sky. "Find my wife, I'll give you one week more. Prove your loyalty to me through this task" Marcel said firmly and then sat back on the couch with Simon.

"Good, Boss." The sky went straight out of Marcel's private room.

"Are you sure he can be trusted?" ask Simon who doubted the heavens a little.

"We'll see, I gave him this task in order to know what decisions he had to make when dealing with a weak woman like the Moon. Will he protect her? Or he chose to do his job well."

"You're right, Boss. The man's loyalty will be tested by three things, woman, treasure, and throne."

The two men looked at each other and threw skewed smiles at each other.

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The sky left Marcel's private room and immediately approached Revan who was sitting in the corner of the room while staring at the screen of his phone.

"You're right, my job this time is to help you" Sky said as he sat his butt in the chair opposite Revan.

"Yep, my guess never misses" said Revan without distracting from his flat object.

"But by the way, why did the boss' wife run away?"

"You must know the answer." Revan stared in all directions and then began to speak softly near the sky. "At the very top of the KDRT, we're the ones who are obviously strong men, often get hit, let alone the woman."

The sky nodded his head, he realized that because he had heard for himself how rude Marcel was to his wife that night.

"Do you have a picture of his wife?"

Revan shook his head. "The boss' wife is very very very secretive, she doesn't have a single photo, she doesn't even have social media. But I've seen her, she's very beautiful and young, she wears a hijab too. People wouldn't believe it if she was the wife of a motorcycle gang boss."

The sky frowned hearing Revan's words. "Then how are you gonna find him? Time it's just capitalizing on the traits you remember."

Revan smiled and pointed at his phone. "With this."

The sky was curious and instantly switched positions beside Revan. "What's that?"

"It's a signal of the Boss' wife's position, coming from the phone the boss gave her before she disappeared. It's worth it that I'm having a hard time finding him in this town he's in B."

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