Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 68

Arriving at her sister's house, Dika gawked to see the house burned down.

There was even a police line in the area.

“Honey, this is Icha's home isn't it?” tanya Indah looked at her sister-in-law's house.

Dika could not speak anymore, at this time he was thinking badly.

He got out of the car, took a quick step towards the burning house.

“Sorry, Sir. You can't cross the police line.”

Dika's steps stopped, when he saw there were police at the scene.

“Pak, where is my sister? What happened?” tanya Dika looked worried.

“Bapak quiet. Your sister is all safe, only her house is on fire.”

Dika breathed a sigh of relief.

“Then where are they, sir?”

“I do not know, since this morning I did not see their existence.”

Dika nodded.

Dika picked up his phone and contacted his mother.

Tut! Tut!

“Assalamaicum, Bang. You're home?”

“Ma, Icha house fire. Are they at Mama's house?”

“Hah, What? Astaghfirullah, where's your sister son?” ma'am Sintya asked along with her crying voice.

“Mama quiet yes. Icha and Fahry survived the fire, but the house burned down, Ma.”

“Mama will be there now,” said Bu Sintya.

“Iya, Mother. Careful,” she ended her call.

“Whose father is looking for?” ask a middle-aged man who helped Icha and Fahry.

“I by looking for my sister. I mean, the owner of this burning house,” Dika told the man.

“They are in my house. This morning saw his wife trembling, so I proposed to bring her to my house. Poor wife,” said the man.

Dika breathed a sigh of relief.

“Pak, can you take me? I want to meet my sister.”.

“Can Sir. Let me take you home,” he said.

“Bang, how about Icha. Is she okay?”

“I don't know. We follow this father, Icha and Fahry are at his house.”

Lovely nods.

Dika and Indah stepped behind the man, they were just walking. Because the man's house was only a few meters away from Icha's house.

When I arrived at the house, Icha and Fahry were ready to leave the man's house.

Having rested for several hours, Fahry wanted to invite his wife to find the nearest rental house.

“Abang,” said Icha saw Dika step closer to the house.

Fahry turned to follow his wife's netra.

“Icha, Fahry. You guys okay?” tanya Dika was so worried.

“We're good, Bang. Thank God.”

“Sgrateful. Brother is very worried, let alone see the state of your home. Back then, Brother thought badly.”

“Alhamdullilah we are safe. But, it's all burned out, Bang. We can't save anything,” said Fahry feeling guilty.

“Don't think about it, the most important thing is you two survived.”

Fahry nodded, Icha and Indah hugged each other.

They say goodbye to the middle-aged man who helped them, because Dika invited his sister to stay at his house and Beautiful.

In the car Fahry recounted the incident, until the threat before the fire occurred.

“What is Papa doing?” tanya Dika was suspicious.

“It seems not. I'm sure, Papa may not want to harm his own daughter,” Fahry said.

“I also think like that,” murmured Dika.

Lovely and Icha sat in the back seat, only silently listening to the conversation of their husband.

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In the oversized residence of Mr. Heri, Ms. Sintya worried about all her clothes.

Mr. Heri had just come out of the bathroom frowning in wonder.

“Where are you going?!” staring sharp.

“Where am I, it's none of your business!” ketus Bu Sintya's.

“What do you mean? You want to leave this house?!”

“If so why? This time I make sure I will never return to this house!”

“I don't want to have a cruel husband like you! Cruel to want to kill your own flesh blood!” bentak Bu Sintya's.

Plaque!

A hard slap landed on Bu Sintya's cheek.

“Girl talk about you! I never intended to kill my own daughter! Don't you speak up!”

“Oh yes?!” said Bu Sintya holding his hot cheek from the slap along with his tears coming out.

“What about wanting to harm her husband. Does that include not a murder plan?!” looking at her husband.

“Burning his house, is that his name not a murder plan as well?!” his wife said again with great emphasis.

“Heh, I'm not that cruel!” squeezing his wife's chin firmly using his hand, for not accepting his wife's accusation.

“But, I heard it myself with my ears! If you order people to harm Fahry!” shouted Bu Sintya releasing his chin.

“Heh, you heard well once again. I really wanted to harm Fahry, but Anggun forbade me! That's why I don't order people! About the fire, I don't know at all!” snapped sir Heri.

“Ck ... Men like you are difficult to confess, someday you will receive the consequences! If the thief confesses, the holding cell is full of criminals!”

Ms. Sintya immediately left Mr. Heri, by dragging her suitcase out of the house.

“One time you step your foot out of this house! I'll make sure you never get in again!” threaten heri sir.

Ms. Sintya stopped her steps looking back.

Ms. Sintya smiled wryly.

“Do what you want to do! I will never return to this house, no matter what happens,” taunted Bu Sintya grinning while smiling wryly.

Without hesitation, Ms. Sintya left the room.

“Arrgghh ... shit!” throwing a flower vase.

Pyaar!

Sounded out of the room.

Ms. Sintya stopped her steps for a moment, she closed her eyes hearing the sound of objects breaking from inside her room.

She can be sure, her husband threw something from his room.

He resumed his steps.

“Who committed this crime?! Looks like someone did it and took my name! Damn you!” furious sir Heri clenched his hand firmly.

Ms. Sintya came out of the house, wiping away her tears. Open the trunk of his car, and put down his suitcase.

“I never trust you again Mas!” with a voice crying inside his car.

After being satisfied with crying, she wiped her tears and drove her car to where her son Dika was.

Because Dika had just sent a message, if Icha and Fahry were already at his house.

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Somewhere else.

The sound of a man laughing satisfied filled the entire room.

“Hahaha .. I'm so happy hahaha. How's Mr Heri? You are satisfied now, be my scapegoat!” he felt satisfied because he managed to carry out the plan without knowing that he did it.

“I won't let you breathe free air Mr Heri!

“Enjoy your life in these few days. After that, you will feel how it feels to be humiliated!” muttered.

“Dono, how? You've lost evidence of cctv footage when the burn occurred?”

“Aman boss. Everyone must be suspicious of Mr. Heri and assume Mr. Heri is the culprit.”

“Good. I'll give you a bonus,” he said throwing a thick envelope at the man.

“Thank you boss,” he said catch the envelope and then peck the brown paper at a glance.

“Hm...” Dehamnya flicked his hand asking his men out.