
“Sister, how could Sister cancel Hazar and Luna's wedding? I've already distributed their wedding invitations to my business partner, Brother! My family would be ashamed if this marriage did not take place.” Deri still has not given up on the marriage of Hazar and his son Luna. He even came alone to Rosa's treatment room, her cousin's sister.
“Ckckck..” Papa Adi clucked while shaking his head, seeing the behavior of Deri who was very shameless according to him. Almost the whole family already knew of Deri's crafty nature. Look, instead of asking about the news of her brother's cousin lying in the hospital in a pale and weak state, uh, he was instead directly on the tree and his goal of coming to the hospital at this time. No trite first.
“What invitation did you give to your business partner?” Mama Rosa seemed to be frowning. “Didn't the marriage of Hazar and Luna be kept secret from the public?”
Deri looked speechless hearing Kak Rosa's words just now. Hazar and Luna's marriage will be kept secret and only the nuclear family will attend the wedding. He and Luna have even signed a prenuptial agreement to keep the marriage a secret.
“Luna herself spread the news of Hazar's second marriage to many people. And you also printed out invitations and distributed them to your business partners! Do you think we should just take this into the realm of law, now!?” Papa Adi chimed in.
Deri's face grew pale, it turns out he just dug his own grave recklessly to meet Kak Rosa and Kak Adi now. “Luna does always bring trouble for me.” Inner Deri.
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While Bobi was looking for the woman who sent Alin medical records, Hazar remained in the apartment while checking the CCTV cafe when Alin and his mother met last time.
Hazar frowned, feeling familiar with the face of the long-haired woman sitting beside her mother. But he still could not remember the name of the woman. Hazar frowned again as his mother left Alin and the woman. The look on her face looked serious as if she was talking about something, but Hazar could not figure out what the two were talking about. Still curious, Hazar calls Karin's number asking who the woman is.
“The woman sitting next to Madam Rosa is Miss Luna, Sir. Your cousin, she is the woman Mrs Rosa has betrothed to you, Mr.” Karin replied.
Hazar's face immediately turned upset.
“Bring him to my apartment now!” Hazar's orders, half screaming.
“Good, Mr.” replied Karin quickly.
Hazar continues to watch CCTV footage, last before Alin disappears into the toilet he is seen writing something down on the paper, folding it up and storing the paper in his tote bag.
Hazar immediately stood inside the room, reaching for Alin's carry-on bag on the table in his apartment room. Hazar checked one by one Alin's belongings stored in the bag until they were empty. But the paper that Alin folded in the video still has not been found. Hazar finally remembered, the other day at the cafe he had already unpacked the contents of his wife's bag, maybe the paper he was looking for was scattered at that time.
Hazar came straight out of the apartment to the parking lot. He drove the vehicle to the cafe.
Hazar's movement was restrained when he was about to push the glass door of the cafe, because he saw Wira in the parking lot who also stepped towards him.
“Finally, you, realize it too.” The hero seemed to be smiling cynically. “Take it,” Wira holds out a neatly folded paper on Hazar. “If, you, can't meet Alin's request, please contact my number. I excuse.” After saying so Wira stepped back into the parking lot.
Hazar pecked in place, looking at the Wira's car until it disappeared in the distance.
***
Hazar got back into his car, clenched tightly in his hand holding the paper. He hesitated to open the paper.
“Sorry, all this time I could only trouble Brother. Even at the last moment I was still a hassle. I'll come back to pick up Aunt Fatma, and pick up my things that Brother brought from the apartment first. If Big Brother feels any hassles, please contact Wira, he will bring Aunt Fatma and my belongings. May your marriage be happy this time. Say my apologies to Grandpa Tomi, Mama Rosa, and Papa Adi. I'm sorry I've been troubling you all this time.
Hazar closed his eyes, leaning on his back, his head throbbing, his chest tight. Hazar remained silent with his position for a while.
Hazar's daydreams are falling apart, with the loudness of a cell phone. Lazily Hazar also grabbed his phone which he kept in his jacket pocket. It was Karin who called.
“What's up?”
“Sorry, Sir. Miss Luna is in hospital right now, she had an accident in the bathroom this morning.”
Shut up, no response from Hazar. Karin wants to get back to her voice. "Master!"
Without answering or responding, Hazar immediately disconnects Karin's phone call. And call Bobi's number.
“Where are you?”
“I'm at the airport, Sir. Doctor Qori seems to want to leave the country.”
Yes, Qori's doctor was the one who sent Alin's medical records to Hazar, and Mama Rosa.
“Bring him to me, whatever happens don't let him get away!”
Hazar again disconnects the phone call, he immediately drove his vehicle out of the cafe parking lot.
***
Inside the female toilet at the airport.
Doctor Qori was frightened, knowing that he was now being stalked by several men dressed in all black.
Seated in a closet, doctor Qori kept trying to think of a way to escape the people who followed her. Because of his fear, his hands and feet were unceasingly trembling since earlier, his eyes were not even focused anymore.
Doctor Qori hurriedly searched his phone in the bag, remembering someone who might be able to help him get out of there. He immediately contacted the person's number. Damnit damnit! Turns out the helper's number is out of reach. Because he still did not want to give up, he sent a short message to the helper to coincide with the toilet door on someone from outside.
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“Bless your head!” The sound of baritone giving orders, doctor Qori who almost lost his mind immediately according.
Doctor Qori's eyeballs instantly rounded, that second also his head was back down. “Ampun, Sir. Forgive me, I just obeyed Miss Alin's orders, Mister!” Wail doctor Qori while prostrating in front of Hazar. “Ampuni me, really I just follow the orders of Miss Alin.” Doctor Qori continued to beg, her tears flowing back into the river. His head was getting deeper.
“What did my wife tell you?”
“No-Nona Alin just asked me to send her medical records to you and Mrs Rosa, Mr.” Doctor Qori replied with a trembling voice.
“Is that all my wife told you?” Hazar asked again.
“I-iya, Sir. Really that's all Miss Alin told me.”
“JUST ANSWER, DO YOU WANT TO DIE IN MY HANDS!!!”
Doctor Qori jumped in shock at Hazar's scream, his fear growing, now that his palm had been stuck to the floor, with a face that almost touched the floor as well. “Iya, Sir. That's all, that's all Miss Alin told me.” Reply spontaneously.
“Master!” Bobi approaches, handing over a cell phone to Hazar.
Hazar did not ask why, he also received a cellphone that did not belong to anyone, and uploaded the document that was appointed by Bobi earlier.
AGREEMENT LETTER.
First party: Alindia Shakier
Second party: Qoriatul Fadhilah
The second party must obey whatever the first party commands.
The second party is obliged to keep the first party secret.
The second party only cooperates with the first party.
The second party must be a first-party obstetrician, and establish a diagnosis based on the wishes of the first party.
The second party is willing to have an abortion on the first party if at any time there is a pregnancy.
Hazar's blood was boiling as he read the fifth point. He who had never liked to touch strangers immediately rushed in front of doctor Qori. Hazar pulled Doctor Qori's shoulder until she could see him in the face.
“Did Alin ever have an abortion!? DID YOU GUYS EVER KILL MY SON!?” Shouted Hazar hysterically, both of his eyes had flushed red withstanding anger, his body was even trembling now.
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