Gunadi paced back and forth anxiously. His face was flushed and his jaw was clenched tight. He could scarcely believe what his own daughter had just told him. The world was smaller than he ever could have imagined.
"What do we do now Mas?" His wife Dena placed a hand on his shoulder hoping he would come up with a plan quickly. She did not want to get pulled into something dangerous. Especially since Teguh almost certainly knew about Jasmin by now. That was exactly why the five-month pregnant woman lay in a hospital bed.
Gunadi turned on her sharply. His hand lifted as if he might strike her.
"Do you realize that every bit of this is your fault? If you had not listened to that man none of this would have happened. I would never have agreed to send my own daughter into his hands.
