Suhaimi and Hazre meet again in a dilapidated warehouse. They return there to investigate the real cause of the fire. The dilapidated warehouse is still standing strong even though its colour is no longer the same. They look at each other after arriving at the area.
"I hope.. we get something here. What we find, we have to use as evidence."
Hazre said turning back to look at the warehouse. They hope there will be something that can be used as evidence of the incident. The authorities believe that the cause of the fire was caused by a faulty electrical installation. They want to prove that this is not true.
"Let's split up.."
"Yes, sir."
Without delay, they split up to look for something. It was quite difficult to find it because here and there it was filled with pieces of wood and iron that burned at the time of the incident. Even walking in was quite difficult for them to avoid all the pieces.
Hazre decided to check around the outside area of ​​the warehouse. He also managed to look up at the electric pole. There was no closed circuit installation either. He was getting more and more worried if not a single piece of evidence was found.
He tried to walk again towards the relatively open area outside the warehouse. Suddenly Hazre became aware of something on the grass. He approached him slowly.
It looked like there were traces of a car tire that seemed to have been parked in that area. Not far from the warehouse area. He observed the tread pattern of the tire. He became suspicious.
Once again the phone rang. He immediately answered it after hearing about the call from Suhaimi.
"Did you find something inside?"
"Yes. I found a gallon of gasoline buried in the ground in this warehouse.."
"A gallon of gasoline?"
Hazre was a little surprised to hear the news. Now he is more and more convinced, their death is not just an ordinary accident. But it seems to be a planned murder. He looks at the tire mark again. What is disturbing in his mind now? Does he know who is the mastermind of all this?
***
Rosalina entered the clothing store again at the same place where she met Veronica. Her eyes were searching for the clothing store employee. But soon, a young and beautiful woman approached her who was searching for someone.
"Is there anything I can help you, miss?"
Rosalina flinched slightly when she saw a glimpse of the woman already in front of her. A smile was immediately carved.
"I want this clothing company to design a shirt for me. Can I meet the fashion designer here?"
"It just so happens that our boss is here. Wait a minute, miss. I will call her here."
"Thank you.."
Rosalina also had time to give a thank you before the female employee left to go look for a dress designer there. But, what was Rosalina's motive for looking for a dress designer?
The fashion designer of the clothing brand she visited had already arranged steps towards her. They looked at each other with a smile. Understandably, Rosalina's classically dressed expensive brand fashion had attracted the fashion designer's interest in getting to know her.
"Do you want to meet me?"
"Yes. I want to meet you. Are you a fashion designer for Pool brand clothes?"
That's a popular clothing brand in the mall. Rosalina's question made the fashion designer smile proudly.
"Yes. I'm her fashion designer...Why do you want to meet me?"
The question was given to Rosalina. Without delay, Rosalina immediately took her smartphone from her handbag and opened the gallery application. She looked for a dress she had worn before.
"Can you..make this shirt for me?"
Rosalina said as she showed the fashion designer a picture of the dress she had worn before. After seeing it, the dress made her even more excited.
"Of course, I will design this dress for you. Ahm.. but why do you want me to design this dress? The design is quite difficult to create but I will try."
"Actually... I want that dress.. show someone I 'love'. My husband misses me wearing that dress.."
Rosalina said it was mysterious and hidden. However, the fashion designer just chuckled without knowing Rosalina's true intentions. The laughter was left as a joke.
"Okay, miss. Tomorrow, you can come here. I'm sure I can get this dress ready today as well. I have to give you your number so that I can call you when it's ready."
The dress designer said excitedly. Rosalina just gave a smile. What was the real intention of Rosalina asking the fashion designer to recreate the design of the dress? The dress was the dress she had previously worn when she was caught in the fire. The smile was left etched in mystery.
***
Azmar walked nervously towards his office room. But there was something strange when he saw his clothes. The suit he was wearing earlier is now different. It looks like Azmar changed his clothes before he went to the company again. Sharul accompanied him to the room.
When he arrived in the room, Azmar walked slowly towards his swivel chair before leaning back. He even let out a loud sigh.
"It feels calm when there is nothing to disturb anymore. Have you taken care of it?"
"Yes, sir. I have also instructed them to take care of that man."
"Take care as best you can. Ouch, my suit suddenly got dirty when he died. But I like it. You did well today. Remember my message.. don't get caught what we did earlier."
"Okay, sir. I'll make sure."
It turned out that the killer who shot the old man was Azmar. Because his suit was slightly stained with blood, he had to change into a new suit. He was afraid of being caught in the act of being a murderer.
After that, Sharul left the room to make sure of his unfinished work. While Azmar sat calmly smiling cynically in his swivel chair. Something this time will surprise him.
Azmar's composure was jolted by a knock on the door from outside. He quickly looked towards the door. A woman with short-sighted glasses entered his room carrying a box.
"Sir, there is something sent for you today."
The woman said while putting the package in the box to Azmar. After receiving the package in his hands, he tried to see the person giving the package. Nothing was interesting to see.
"You can go out.."
His instructions to the woman. Following the order, the woman left the room leaving Azmar.
His hand felt nervous opening the package box. But before that, he felt strange. Before, he had never received a single box package sent by post. His brow furrowed.
Without delay, he opened the box carefully. The red box was visible from the outside. He felt more and more curious about the contents inside.
How surprised he was that the box containing pictures of him and Veronica was filled with a red liquid. His frightened hands immediately let go of the box. He rolled his eyes to see the scary contents of the box.
Azmar felt more scared when he saw red writing like a threat or a warning to him.
'YOU KILL ME.'
That's what was written in the box. The brain is getting confused thinking about who is the mastermind behind the box of threats. The saliva was swallowed many times. The nervous feeling took over him.
"Are you in there?"
Suddenly, there was a voice from outside wanting to enter his room. He quickly took the box and closed it on the work table. The door was opened from the outside. It looked like Hazre as Ikmal came to visit him.
"Hey, do you want to go out to eat with me?"
Hazre's invitation to Azmar who still had a scared face. Sweat was visible on his face.
"Ahm..I...I don't feel well. I can't eat with you. I'm sorry.."
Azmar stammered still in fear. Hazre smiled a little cynically looking at Azmar's reaction which could not be hidden. He looked at the red box on Azmar's desk.
"What's that box? It's red.."
Hazre said with a mocking smile. Azmar tried to control his still nervous emotions.
"There is nothing. This box.. my wife gave it to me."
"Ahh okay. If that's the case, I'll go first.."
"Yes."
Azmar answered with just one word. After Hazre walked out he started to smile widely. He knew what Azmar felt at that time. All the feelings of fear, thunder, anger and so on dominated him. That's what Hazre wanted. But it wasn't enough to avenge his death.
'That's just a little bit. I haven't shown my real sword yet.'
Hazre's heart was beating and he said as he walked happily. He was still smiling.
'The game has just begun..'
Now Hazre has created his own game. Each step will bring another trick that scares Azmar. Just wait for the 'karma' that will come into Azmar's life this time. The karma that is meant is the appearance of Hazre and Rosalina brand new.