Arrow Reply Revenge Arjuna

Arrow Reply Revenge Arjuna
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Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, February 20, 2000 at 3pm.


”Nisa please help ambu kejap”


“Good ambu”


  12-year-old Nisa helps her mother who was then a maid in a Malaysian conglomerate family. Breaking up school, and choosing to work is the only way he can continue living with his mother.


“Ambu, my master's son has been born to?” ask Nisa


“Entah, but my master's son Malik must be very cute like his mother.” Answer the mother of Nisa.


“Ambu, Nisa can not play with him later?”


“Sure, Nisa can also call him sister if mr. malik allows.”


February 23, 2000


A couple who had just returned from the hospital were warmly welcomed by the extended family, they celebrated their return by sprinkling flowers as well as Nisa and her mother. After a long marriage, finally a couple is blessed with a child parable by Allah SWT. Children who are sustenance, and also care that they must take care of well.


“Nisa, go to the room. Ambu wants to serve the guests of Malik, many times outsiders. Nisa sleep, tomorrow I can see little sister.” Nisa's mother said, nisa nodded and went straight to her room to sleep.


He was very impatient to see the little baby, and would also play with her one day when he grew up.


The next day, when Nisa woke up from her sleep she immediately looked for her mother. But what he saw was that his mother was being scolded by someone from a phone call, she was a loan shark who used to lend 25 million to her father at 50% interest%. From that, the money of 25 was doubled to 50 million, while the mother of nisa could not afford to pay the debt of her ex-husband who now fled to where.


“I will pay uncle, please give me 1 week to pay it off.”


Nisa was just speechless, the boy who was already a puberty at the age of 12 just looked at his mother with an empty look.


His father left the debt and they were both alone in Indonesia. In order to pay off the debt, Nisa also has to drop out of school. They ended up going to Malaysia, to make money in a neighboring country. Until finally, Nisa's mother meets with malik's master. They were given a job and a decent place to live. But, like the saying goes. Milk water in the water of the dome.


“MAS! Cambodia lost!” scream Rose.


Mr. Malik who had just returned from the office, and was also very tired given the shocking news. Cambodia Elfatih Princess Malik, officially declared missing. Those who were inside the house were also further questioned by the investigators, as there was nothing suspicious. And also, if anyone kidnaps inside the house then it could be interpreted that person as very great.


Everyone can guess, if the kidnapping was done by Nisa's mother. But the investigation team could not find the bright spot, because at that time Nisa's mother was always with the young mistress. They are confused, especially cctv that does not turn on because of the lights. At that moment, Rose and Malik were again overwhelmed with grief.


After 3 miscarriages, Rose must learn this harsh reality if her daughter has been stolen by an outsider. With the help of an insider, who else if not Nisa. Because her mother was always with the young mistress, Nisa was the one who opened the back door for the errand boy to enter.


“Sorry.. forgive Nisa little sister...” Omit Nisa.


The search was deadlocked, and eventually they delayed the search even though Malik was still searching for him with a firm heart. He hoped that his son could be found and the perpetrator could be punished with a heavy weight.


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Doctors took blood from Arabela, though she died, and it's possible that her blood cells had not been damaged because Bela had just died a few hours ago.


They were waiting for Mr. Malik's arrival, although it was impossible to come soon but they were still waiting for him to directly test into the labortarium. If so, Arabela is the Cambodian son of Mr. Malik. So 40% of his father's shares are his, because he is the eldest son of the first generation Malik family.


“I'm still confused, that case was decades ago. But why did this case just find its bright spot now?” ask one of the doctors to an assistant.


“Because the case happened in Malaysia, Doc. It only reached Indonesia a few years ago, and also the perpetrators are very specific to tell it. All we know, from the first it was a lot and the spread of abduction and organ harvesting in humans to be sold on the black market.”


The doctor nodded, perhaps the Malaysian police thought so too. If the son of the malik lord has been kidnapped and sold to the black market, kidnapping cases, especially child abduction, are very rampant in the past year.


“I hope, such a case will no longer happen.” The doctor muttered, while looking at Bela's body that was getting pias and also the sadness that enveloped him.


The meeting between the lost child and the family must end happily. But what if it's like this? Will they be happy? Maybe yes, but not for a long time.


Malik immediately flew to Indonesia using his private jet, as well as his wife and son. They told the family in Amsterdam to leave directly for Indonesia, mr. Malik will arrive soon because the distance from Malaysia to Indonesia is quite close if using a private jet.


He does not need to worry about the flight schedule, while his wife and children may be until midnight.


Drt.. Drt.. Drt.


Alge had just arrived at the hospital after meeting Afriska at the cafe. He sent a message in. But he didn't open it right away, maybe it was the operator who was promoting the internet data package.


There he was in front of the old man's room, and he just walked in. Hopefully, the big boss wakes up and accepts this reality that he is living.


“Sayang.”


Alge sees Sandra playing Marsel, she looks like a child if Marsel sees her. But not for Algeria who really loves Sandra with all her heart, she also took out her phone to play later.


But when Alge opened the lock screen, a message appeared on the front.


XXX: [We Are Comback, big boss!]


A short message that can make Alge exude a cold dryness, how not. Who called Alge, and he never gave his number to anyone but those closest to him.


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