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"Excuse me, sir. I want to hand this phone over to you. It looks like it belongs to your son," said a small girl, shyly.

Mr. Dharmawan turned around. He was engrossed in talking with his professional colleagues when suddenly interrupted by a girl's soft voice. His netra immediately looked at the flat object that was proffered by the girl's hand.

"Cellphone? Whose?" asked Mr. Darmawan.

"According to the bathroom attendant, this cellphone was found in the bathroom used by your son," she explained.

Mr. Dharmawan narrowed his eyes. He remembered earlier, Angga asked permission to go to the bathroom.

"Ah yes, maybe this belongs to Angga. Thank you," said Mr. Dharmawan.

He took the phone and glanced at the flat object's screen. Dark. Apparently the phone had run out of battery.