Asmara World
The Murder of Michel Doque.

" Mister Michel. "wept suddenly.

Nauora was widened, she looked very surprised to hear the name that had just been thrown.

" Mister Michel told me, Madam." added Dita later.

" Please, ma'am, don't hurt my family. I was wrong.I did not consider everything before accepting Mr. Michel's offer."

Dita unraveled her position, kneeling before Nauora with both shaky shoulders, as a result of her regretful cries.

Listening to the young girl's words, Nauora immediately moved on. He who was about to pass, turned his head back and looked at Dita down there who was still kneeling in the same position.

" Stop your position, pack your things, and leave the company right now" Nauora said before leaving with Ciko.

****

Leaving the place, Nauora walked gontai towards the elevator. Right now his goal was just to meet his half-brother, asking for an explanation for what he heard from Dita.

" Mrs.."

But immediately Ciko blocked his hand, stopping his footsteps.

" I'm going to find out where Mr. Michel is right now, so I'd better see Mr. Miguel. I will inform the Madam as soon as possible." suggested Ciko to her superior.

As Nauora fell silent, she seemed to think for a moment. "All right."

Nauora left her assistant, she turned around and walked towards the husband's room. As for Ciko, the man did not waste a long time and immediately entered the elevator.

****

In Miguel's room, Nauora threw herself on the sofa. Miguel, who was sitting in his big seat, seemed busy checking the files in front of him. But occasionally both his eyes glanced at the wife.

" Go home, I've asked Andre to prevent the media from coming." asked Miguel without turning his eyes to his wife.

" really? How the hell did you do that? Don't let them think weird."

Nauora launches a spate of words. It is clear that he is worried if the media thinks wrong about his family, given that he has been trying hard so that his household looks harmonious in the public eye.

" Don't think too much, and you'd better just go home" Miguel said.

" All right." Nauora quickly moved from her seat. He who was about to pass, suddenly received a call from his mobile phone. In a hurry he answered.

" Ciko, how? Have you found out where Michel is?"

When the call was connected, Nauora impatiently grabbed it. Miguel, who heard the name of his wife's half-brother, turned his head. His curiosity appeared at the same time he also felt a bad feeling.

" Mister Michel is in his apartment" replied Ciko across the street.

Hearing his assistant's words, Nauora immediately disconnected her call and left Miguel's room just like that.

" This time what else do you want to do, Nara." muttered Miguel, grabbing his phone and calling his assistant.

⚘️

⚘️

RansFox Apartments

The day has now entered the afternoon, in a towering building, a luxurious apartment for rich people. One of the units in the apartment was inhabited by Michel Doque—, a young businessman in his country.

At this moment, Miguel was seen running into the building. His footsteps were shaken, he clearly looked extremely anxious. Immediately entering the elevator that would deliver him to the destination floor, Miguel looked very impatient. Repeatedly he glanced at the clock on his wrist to make him panic even more.

Until now it does not feel Miguel has arrived at the destination floor. He rushes out of the elevator, walking towards the unit where Michel lives.

But immediately Miguel's steps were held in place when from a few inches away he saw the door of Michel's apartment slightly open. Various wrong thoughts also sprang up, and did not waste a long time he immediately approached the door.

Chequek.

Opening the door with a sense of anxiety, Miguel then walked a step to get there. Arriving there, the feeling of ketir dihati increasingly volatile. Miguel's footsteps felt heavy, but the mature man tried to brave himself to go deeper.

But at that moment Miguel was also stunned. He was shocked to see what was happening in the middle room. Lips feel twitching, want to sound but feel clamped.

Miguel wavered from where he stood, his weakened body leaning against the wall. The man who always stood firmly with his shoulders, now seemed helpless to see what had happened.

He was completely unable to speak even if only one or two words. How not, siempunya occupancy is now lifeless again. Exhaling the last breath very hard. Almost half of the man's body was lying on the marble floor, covered in fresh blood.

Soon Miguel's gaze turned to the woman standing not far from him. The nanar gaze was fixed on the woman who was none other than Nauora— his own wife.

While Nauora, the woman just froze in her place. She had no intention of talking, just explaining to her husband what she had done.

" Miguel's.. "

Long locking her tiny lips, Nauora called out her husband's name so quietly that it was barely audible.

Long silent in his place, Miguel also realized. He tried to strengthen his weak self, and approached his wife. Putting aside Nauora's hands, Miguel observed every stained finger of his wife's blood. His wife's tiny hands, each fingernail clipped with maroon, looked absolutely disgusting.

" You did it again" he said, still in shock.

Miguel's voice shook, he really did not think that his wife was in the same trouble as a few years ago.

Nauora heard her husband's words, but she chose silence and turned her face away.

" Come with me." Miguel added, taking Nauora to the sink. He then lit a water faucet, and washed his wife's hands covered in fresh blood.

Amidst Miguel's movements, his tears suddenly just shed. The clear thread fell and anchored on his wife's wrist. Crying silently, Miguel tried hard to clean his wife's hand until there was not a bit of fresh blood left.

Soon Miguel turned off the water faucet after making sure every finger of his wife was clean. Taking off his suit, Miguel dried his wife's hands in his clothes.

Nauora, who had chosen silence since then, observed her husband very intensely. He was confused and didn't know what to say. A sense of compassion arises when she sees her husband shed tears just like that.

" Hear me. Let's assume you didn't do anything today. When I get you out of here, you'll assume that you've never been here." Miguel's sound waves are still shaking, it's obvious that he's in fear.