White Building, Indonesian Alliance.
In a very large room, a high-level meeting of the Indonesian Alliance leaders was taking place. A long table draped in gold cloth was surrounded by more than 20 people on both sides, all of them wearing suits with various emblems. The person leading the meeting was a stout, middle-aged man dressed in a white robe. He gazed at everyone with a serious expression, his hands tightly clasped together.
"I want to ask for the last time, does anyone here know where the president is!?" the stout middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.
Silence...
No one dared to speak at this moment; everyone exchanged glances, hoping someone would say something.
"Mr. Arok, I suspect that Commander Bowo has ties with the president," a young man said firmly, standing up and directly pointing at a sturdy middle-aged man on the opposite side of the table.