Chapter - 40 Nagini’s Watchful Heart

  Nagini Nervous

  Pondok Gede Indah Apartment

  Nagini lay down on the soft bed of her apartment. She glanced at the wall clock.

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

  She thought to herself.

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

  Nagini: "Burhan…"

  She whispered in her heart.

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

  ***

  The GPS Pin Works

  Meanwhile...

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

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  He opened his eyes, reached for the phone.

  With sluggish movements, he got out of bed, grabbed a glass 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 plant a GPS tracker on Broto's suitcase."

  Burhan: "You mean… Nagini actually planted 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.

  ***

  The Slopes of Merapi

  A luxurious mansion stood on the slopes of Mount Merapi, surrounded by tall walls and a sleek matte-black 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 large letter "H" served as a private helipad. Not far from it, a swimming pool was surrounded by glass tables and plush lounge chairs.

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

  When it landed, 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 black 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 laptop and a slightly larger suitcase.

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

  **"

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

  Mardian: "All set, Ma'am!"

  Mariana glanced 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.

  To be continued