Bare With Bastard
If this is true, then,
Ayaz woke up when the sun was already high, he circulated his gaze and realized where he was.
His whole body still feels sore, his head hurts a little, what else he fell asleep with a position not so comfortable in the chair.
Ayaz tries to remember the incident last night, only to remember that Marco has admitted that the middle-aged man is indeed his real father. They fight and then share stories, the rest he can not remember what he has done.
Seeing the vodka bottle lying on the table, Ayaz understood and smiled.
The man got up and turned to the bathroom, he washed his face slowly the cold helped him to become more aware.
Marco was preparing breakfast, although it could no longer be called a meal for breakfast because the wall clock in the kitchen was already showing at half-eleven o'clock, Marco took the initiative to welcome his first day with Ayaz, their first day without a secret.
"You awake?" marco asked as he looked at Ayaz who was already in the kitchen.
Ayaz seemed confused, he wanted to take cold water in the refrigerator, not expecting Marco to wear an apron and stir food in a frying pan. Here in the kitchen, and this is the first for Ayaz to see Marco so athletic clad in a brown apron with a touch of lace on his rim. Adorable or ludicrous, both of these things felt Ayaz simultaneously.
"For my little son!" marco said, all night he thought about how to deal with Ayaz when his son was awake, and he ended up at this point, he will treat Ayaz as well as possible, he said, give what he should have done long ago if he only knew that he had the child of someone he loved very much.
Ayaz kept quiet, perhaps more precisely he also did not know what to do. Currently there was only the increasing awkwardness he felt.
He took the cold water in the refrigerator according to his purpose, poured it in a glass and drank it to the end.
Marco did not care about Ayaz's response to him, but so far Ayaz has not expressed his rejection and it is considered a green light.
Marco has finished his food, he serves the results of his cooking at the table, he has not cooked for a long time, so be understood if the taste will not be satisfactory.
"Eat?" ask Marco.
Ayaz looked again at the stern man who was originally a boss for him, who would have thought they were both in fact Father and son.
Without telling Ayaz to step closer, he pulled up a chair and then sat down.
Faced with Marco, but this time it seems that although there is still, but the hatred was slightly eased.
Marco serves food for Ayaz, he will really serve his son well.
...***...
Amla visited a house that was quite luxurious, but the house looked lonely when viewed from outside.
The guard said that some people in this house were in the police station, Amla actually already knew it but she deliberately pretended not to know anything.
He also told the security guard to contact his employer, and said that he needed to meet.
Amla was welcome in, the maids welcomed her well, and immediately served her well too.
Some workers there know who he is, because as his wife Sian, the fifth richest man in his country of course his face often appears everywhere.
Half an hour waiting finally Lady Kate came to see him with a hostile face, well of course! Who would be able to have fun if her husband had to be held behind bars before the trial continues in the coming days.
"With Kate Yarkan?" ask Amla directly in her introduction.
Kate looked astonished, but then she nodded, "What's wrong?" tanyakanya.
Kate nodded again, then sat down in front of Amla.
"We need to talk, maybe you don't have anything you want to talk about, but I... I'm going to talk about something very important."
Kate was still listening, she hinted at her maid to bring her some water.
"What have you done for your husband?" sergeant Amla looks so taken care of.
Kate was downcast, really she was lazy to explain it, whatever she had done including hiring the most famous lawyer, but what? Everything is in vain.
"From your facial expression, I can read it must have been so much! But Kate... We have to go to the rally together after this like that, let me tell you... Everything you've done will go to waste, because actually this case was designed by the only criminal in your son's murder. You feelin?"
Kate, when she heard that she immediately understood, the reality was so, and she also suspected something like that.
"Dean Aries!" muttered.
"Haha!" amla's laughter instantly boomed, then her hands deftly picked up something from her big bag.
A letter with the name Dean Aries he put on the table, Amla revealed it.
"What's this?" ask Kate.
"This is the data of an Aries Dean..." As Amla hangs up her words, Kate's hands begin to stretch out to retrieve one of the data, "The real one!" continued Amla.
Kate looked up, what does that mean? Her thought.
Then he saw one of the data that he said contained a profile of Dean Aries, a man of foreign nationality and with a photo that is not at all similar to Dean Aries who he knows.
Kate shook her head slowly, she did not understand.
"It's the real Dean Aries, and the man who killed your son is not Dean Aries as you know it, it's just a fake, all the data about him is fictitious." Amla said.
Kate was gaped in disbelief, her husband was in prison, and here was a woman who either told the truth or boasted, she really didn't understand.
Amla took her phone, and she showed him a picture, "His name is Ayaz, Ayaz Diren!" said it.
Kate couldn't believe it, the photo was so similar to Dean Aries, only his thin sideburns and whiskers set him apart, so whether he should trust this woman he thought.
"How can you?" he mumbled in disbelief.
"You won't believe this man has done so much crime, even if I don't have evidence, but with this falsification of data you can cast doubt on the police force" Amla said.
Kate seemed to nod in agreement, but this was not enough to keep her husband off the charges.
"You can find the rest, who Ayaz Diren really is, and once there's a loophole that can help you a little, whatever it is then you have to prepare everything, and well... I'm glad I could help." said Amla, looking so sweet and caring.
"How can... If this is true, then Ali's murder was really premeditated." Kate muttered so sadly.
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