
“Luck sister Rita in question still lives inside the city.” Eveline muttered in her heart and then she put her handphone back in the bag.
“Try if Sister Rita in question has moved out of town. Really dizzy me with this new task of mine.” Eveline muttered then he stepped into the hospital leadership room to make a meeting agreement with the hospital leadership through the secretary leader. And after that Eveline left the hospital to go to the address of sister Rita Nuraini.
Eveline drove his car at full speed. He wanted to immediately meet Sister Rita and then be brought to see Mr. Ernest then he would immediately go to the Ernestan Mansion to carry out the initial plan of his duty which was to stay at the Ernestan Mansion for the first time stalking Mr. Sam.
After an hour-long drive, the car driven by Eveline had entered a modest suburban housing estate. Eveline reduced the speed of his car, he drove his car slowly to look for the block and the number of Sister Rita's house.
“Hmmm it's his home.” Eveline muttered as his eyes had seen the writing of the block and the house number in question. Eveline immediately stopped his car in front of the fence. The atmosphere of the house and housing is quiet. Maybe because it's still working hours and school hours.
“May there be.” Eveline muttered as he got out of his car. Eveline stepped towards the gate and then he pressed the guest bell on the wall of the fence.
For a moment the door of the simple house opened and appeared a grandmother wearing a negligee dress.
“Thankful thank God there is.” Eveline murmured in his heart when he saw the face of Grandma wearing a negligee that was very similar to the face in the data photo of Sister Rita Nuraini.
“Good morning Sister Rita..” said Eveline when Grandma wore a negligee shirt that was not far from her.
“Good morning Miss. You already know me. But I don't know who Miss.” is Said Grandma wearing a negligee shirt that pairs a vigilant mode because many fraudsters.
“I Eveline, Sister Rita. I have received permission from the regional general hospital to see Sister Rita.” Eveline said as she showed me a letter of introduction from the hospital.
“Hmmm wait a minute Miss.” Said Grandma who wore the negligee and had not opened the gate for Eveline but she turned her body and stepped back into her house.
Eveline was still standing outside the fence agitatedly. Worried that Sister Rita would not meet her let alone be brought to face Mr. Ernestan.
“Let's enter Miss, sorry I have to check first on the hospital, today many sophisticated fraudsters Miss.” Said Grandma who wore a negligee shirt that was none other than Sister Rita Nuraini.
“True Sister, sorry if my arrival has disturbed Sister Rita.” Eveline said then stepped inside Sister Rita's house.
Meanwhile, at a five-star hotel. Mr and Mrs Ernest were already looking forward to meeting Sister Rita.
“Pa, how did Miss Eveline manage to meet Sister Rita?” ask Mrs Ernest to her husband.
“Already Ma, has arrived at his house he is persuading to come here.” Sir Ernest replied as he walked back and forth in his room.
“Pa, if he does not want to come here, let us come to his house.” Said Mistress Ernest who was impatient.
“Mr Marcel and Bang Bule Vincent forbid us to go first, they were worried Sam was doing something dangerous to us and Alamanda. If he tried to get into the room, he must have been trying to find important letters. I also suspect he has a friend of the Ma.” authorities said Mr. Ernest who is still walking back and forth.
“Ah bothered then we used to trust Sam who takes care of the accident case Archie and Deborah, but instead the result is considered a single accident because of Archie's own fault hiks... my son is dead is still blamed hiks... Archie may you be at peace and reveal your case hiks... hiks...” Mistress Ernest again wept over the fate that befell her son-in-law and grandchildren.
“Sabar Ma, we pray I really hope Alamanda is our grandson. I'm gonna have Doctor Willy do a DNA test on Alamanda in silence. Don't let the Irawan family and Sam know first Ma. We also do not know how the Irawan family will react if we know that Alamanda is our grandson.” Said Mr. Ernest who was near his wife's seat while rubbing his wife's back.
As Mr. Ernest's hand rang, Mr. Ernest immediately took the phone from his shirt pocket.
“None Eveline.” Mumbles Mr. Ernest then immediately shifts the green button.